Location: The Burrow, Date: July 22st 1994
It had almost been a month since Mia had been shoved through that portal and thrown into the Weasley's kitchen. Even with Dumbledore continuing to search
for a way to send her home, it was hard. Getting up in the morning and remembering that she wouldn't be able to go to her classes at the Academy would sometimes
shock her into a standstill. She wouldn't be able to go get a coffee at her favorite cafe with her fellow dancers, and hang out with Teddy and his cousins. Wouldn't be
able to go home and see her strange but lovable family. Everything that had essentially been her life was gone in the blink of an eye, except for the fact that the teen
versions of all of her friend's parents now surrounded her every minute. It made her cringe at the thought of being referred to as older and more mature to the
Weasley siblings currently around her.
There were some upsides to the situation though, Mia had become closer to Ginny and had found that her fierce determination for things, and stubbornness
reminded her a bit of herself. The two girls quickly became friends and were a force to be reckoned with if they were annoyed. Mia had also become closer to the
prankster twins, who were always joking and eager to try and trick her into testing out their new joke products. It seemed almost if they knew when she was having
a hard time and they made it their goal to annoy her out of her mood. Their tactics for the most part, usually involved relentless pranks and teasing which usually
leave her fuming, or in hysterics. Spending her time helping with chores, playing Quidditch with the younger Weasley siblings and beginning to plan her
lessons for her new teaching position. Mia was able to keep her mind busy and not dwell too long on her family and friends back in the future.
Now however seemed to be an exception as she had overheard that Hermione Granger and Harry Potter would be joining them at the Burrow within the next few
weeks to join the Weasley's in seeming the Quidditch World Cup. The news of gaining seats had excited all of the children, but had made Mia pale slightly as she
recalled the stories of what had happened on the day of the match. Upon requests of Mr. Weasley, and the begging of Ginny, she was to go with them to the Cup to
watch the game. Thinking of it only made her stomach churn, but Mia finally agreed but to Ginny and the Twins' excitement. But now as she headed out towards the
orchard to work on her lessons, Mia tried to shake her thoughts away as she found her favorite gnarled apple tree and sat down by it.
Her lesson plans were coming along quite nicely, if she did say so herself. Dabbling over all of the different styles while keeping the basic skills of dance and
performance in mind, Mia was almost done with it. Mia had even gained some input from Ginny as to what she liked the most about lessons and what she thought Mia
could do without. She only had to make a small revision in her schedule to allow a larger unit for formal dancing, due to a letter she had recently received from
Dumbledore explaining the upcoming ball. Mia, was to teach her dance and performing class throughout the year, but around Christmas time she had to teach not
only her classes, but each Hogwarts house a waltz for the ball. Even though his request had shocked Mia, she had easily switched around her plans to fit in the formal
dance. What was surprising as well to Mia was the amount of interest the student of Hogwart's seemed to have in her class. According to Dumbledore, many students
had signed up to take her class already, which caused her to rush to send out a supply list for her class.
Absentmindedly sucking on her sugar quill, Mia added a few notes to her plans before placing them back in their organizer. Feeling a slight breeze ruffle her free
hair, Mia gracefully got up and pulled her wand from behind her ear before muttering under her breath as she pointed her wand and quietly mumbled an incantation.
Trying to keep the image of her old dance studio in mind, Mia watched as the ground transformed into the sleek vinyl floor that she would regularly dance on with a
wooden bar paired with it. Satisfied with her work, Mia began to dig in her small shoulder bag that she had brought out with her. Finding her phone and a small
speaker she quickly set up her warm up music before pulling out a pair of shockingly red pointe shoes. Making sure to carefully wrap and tape her toes to avoid
injury, Mia began her routine of resewing her pointe shoes and bending them slightly to accommodate her feet.
Pulling them on and carefully lacing each shoe up, she added a bit of Rosin to each shoe before standing and slowing moving up into a relevé. Moving out of her
relevé, Mia walked over to the bar as her pointe shoes lightly thumped on the floor. Taking a breath and straightening her posture, all other noises seemed to fade out
of her senses as she focused on the light music coming from the speaker. Rolling each foot carefully, and shifting her weight from foot to foot to test the feel of the
shoe, Mia flexed her foot out in front of her before feeling satisfied and began her warm up. Moving from position to position, Mia began to relax as the familiar
movement of her routine came back to her. Beginning to smile slightly as the music changed to something she knew all too well, she began to recall her routine of the
Sugar Plum Fairy, as she heard Nutcracker Suite began to play.
Positioning herself in the middle of the floor Mia allowed her feet to move by themselves as she put as much grace as she could into her movements. Hearing the
melody of the strings and the warm brassy tone of the french horns, she continued her routine laugh a bit as she turned and leaped across the makeshift floor. Adding
in fouettés and leaps as the piece came to an end, she quickly started a pirouette. Keeping her gaze on her favorite tree as she finished her final turn she lightly
landed in her final pose before bringing her back leg back to a normal standing position. Her chest heaving slightly as she stopped her routine, Mia let out a light
laugh as her hand ran through her loose and now wavy hair. Looking off towards the Burrow, she saw the approaching form of Ginny heading her way. Deciding to
wait for Ginny, Mia moved to sit again on the floor, before she began to stretch out her legs again.
Rushing up to Mia, Ginny spoke excitedly, "Mia, I finally convinced Mum to take us to Diagon Alley today to go get you some new things. If you're up to it, she
says we can go this afternoon!" Pausing in her stretching to sit up again and look up at Ginny she grinned before standing up excitedly. "That's great Ginny! I actually
really do need to get some new things seeing as I only have two outfits that fit me correctly." Laughing a bit a Mia's excitement, the younger girl took a moment to
look at the temporary dance floor Mia had set up before speaking a bit of awe in her voice, "Mia did you set this all up?" Shrugging a bit as her face colored at her
praise Mia replied, "Yeah, one of my first dance teachers, she was a witch actually, used to conjure up a dance floor and ballet bar all the time for my private lessons.
After I started to learn magic she taught me how to do it as well. It's pretty handy to have." Sitting down again to take her pointe shoes off before putting her
supplies away and transforming the dance floor back into the normal Orchard floor, Mia shouldered her bag before beginning to walk back to the house with Ginny.
"You know, for all the times you've come out here to practice, I don't think I've ever seen you actually dance. Would you mind if I came to watch you the next time
you practice?" Looking down at the younger girl she sent her a small smile before nodding and replying jokingly, "Sure I don't mind, but be aware I'm no prima
ballerina." Seeing Ginny's confused look Mia waved her off while adding, "Sorry, its just an inside joke from my school." Giving Mia a funny look Ginny let her
comment go as they walked through the main yard. "I still think it would be interesting, and maybe it would help me decide if I'd like to take your class." Seeing the
shocked look the older girl sent her she shrugged as they headed into the kitchen, "Don't tell my brother though alright I already get enough grief from them as it is.
I just want to see if I'd like it or not and then If I do I'll deal with them then." Grinning at Ginny, Mia quietly joked, "Ginny, I don't think they'd mess with you if you
threatened them with your bat bogey hex. Besides if they said anything about dance I think i'd pummel them myself." Both girls giggling they came to a stop in the
living room as they saw Mrs. Weasley herding the Weasley boys towards the fireplace in preparation to use the Floo.
"Oh there you are dears, I was just trying to get the boys ready to go. Do you need to grab anything else before we head out?" Paling slightly at the use of Floo
and realizing her somewhat sweaty state, Mia added quickly as she darted up the stairs, "I just need to drop this off and I'll be ready!" Jogging up to Ginny's room
and dropping off her dance bag and lesson plans, Mia grabbed her money and wand before mumbling a quick cleaning spell on herself and rushing down the steps.
Pulling her long hair up into a messy bun she sent a half hearted glare at the twins as they groaned, "What is it with girls and taking forever to get ready?" Waiting
for to look away to send Ron and Ginny forward, Mia quickly pinched both of the twin's arms leading them to yelp much to her amusement. Ignoring
their grumbling she stuck her tongue out at the twins before moving forward to step in the Floo. Seeming to forget her uncanny bad luck with the Floo, Mia quickly
called out "Diagon Alley!" before disappearing in the green flames.
Feeling herself beginning to tumble she let out a screech as she ungracefully fell out of the fireplace. Coughing into her hand, and brushing her somehow soot
covered face off, she stared into the bewildered faces of the youngest Weasley siblings as Ron asked, "How did that all happen to you? It's just the Floo." Huffing Mia
allowed her shoulders to slump as she replied, "I honestly have no idea any more, I'm absolutely horrible at it." Rolling her eyes as she heard Ginny snort, she
continued to brush herself off as the twins came through next followed by . Assuring that she was completely fine, and sending a glare at
the twins for laughing at her frazzled appearance, she finally allowed a smile to slip onto her face as they swung their arms over her shoulders. Easily teasing her
Fred quipped, "Oh come on Mia, that was really funny you've got to admit it." George grinning at Mia added jokingly, "I'm going to have to agree with my brother and
say that you are quite talented if you managed to pull this off from a simple thing as Floo traveling." Gently shoving them off of her she laughed while replying, "You
two are horrible you know that, absolutely horrible."Feigning a wound, Fred clutched at his chest as George gasped dramatically in a high pitched voice, "Do you hear
that Freddie? She says we're horrible, absolutely horrible!" Lightly punching the boys arms as she laughed as she spoke her voice pitching higher, "I don't sound like
that you freckled gits!"
Quickly ducking away from them as they tried to grab her, Mia came to stand by Ginny as announced, "Alright, I have some quick errands I need to run and I
know Mia had some supplies to get. Turning to the twins gave them a warning look as she spoke," You two best stay out of trouble alright? I'll meet you all back at
the Leaky Cauldron." Watching as the twins gave their mother a salute, she snorted before they quickly ran off to the nearby Quidditch store. Ron reluctantly
following his mother and sister, Mia watched as the redheads disappeared into the crowd before she headed off in search of her own much needed supplies. Heading
toward the first clothing store she saw, Mia let out a sigh of relief as she stepped into the less busy store. Quickly picking out some new tops and bottoms, Mia quickly
went to go try the clothing on before checking out and heading to the next store. Knowing that she was in need of formal robes and dress robes, Mia headed towards
Madam Malkin's.
Cautiously walking in her bags rustling slightly on her arm, Mia did a quick scan of the store before a kind looking woman appeared before her. "Hello Miss,
Welcome to Madam Malkin's how can I help you today?" Looking a bit sheepish Mia replied, "Well actually I'm a new professor at Hogwarts and I also need new dress
robes for the year." Seeing the woman perk up at the mention of dress robes she quickly ushered the young woman towards the dressing room before she went to
grab a measuring tape. Taking a moment to shrink down her bags and place them in one smaller bag, Mia watched as the woman came back carrying different robes,
as the magical measuring tape quickly began to take her measurements. Letting out a quiet gasp as the tape wound a bit too tight around her chest, Mia quickly took
a breath of air as the tape moved away from her seemingly satisfied with it's measurements. Writing down Mia's measurement's before turning to face her, the older
woman smiled warmly at her before speaking. "So you're in need of robes for your teaching, but what are you going to teach dear?" A bit surprised at her question
she replied as the woman began holding different styles up to her, "Um well actually, I'll be teaching dance and performance, it's a new class this year. I'm kind of the
trial run."
Sounding pleasantly surprised the woman replied, " Really? That sounds wonderful I always thought it would be good for that school to have more options for the
arts. It'll be nice for the students to have more options to choose from." Pausing as she held up a newer style of robe that was a bit more modern but somehow still
robe like, she nodded to herself as she spoke to Mia, "Ah yes this will work for you, you're much too young for those older styles, and this blue will do nicely with your
skin tone." Quickly charming the garment to match her measurements she sent Mia into the dressing room to try it on.
Cursing silently to herself as she somewhat fumbled with the corset like back to the dress, Mia eventually sorted it out and walked out to look at the mirror.
Hearing the woman's gasp of surprise she felt her mouth slightly fall open in shock at the transformation the robes seemed to have on her. Only moments before was
she the teen aged looking witch, but now she looked professional and funnily enough much like her old private dance instructor. "I think that suits you very well Miss,
far better than anyone else I've seen wear that style." Meeting the woman's eye through the mirror, Mia laughed a bit as she let her hands run over the fabric of the
robes, "Thank you, and I think this will be perfect."
The rest of her shopping seemed to become a blur as she ordered her new robes and a dress for the ball, which was white and flowed to the floor. Paying for her
purchases and having them sent to her new quarters at Hogwarts she tanked the woman generously before walking out onto the street once again. Realizing that she
still had some free time, Mia quickly headed to Florean's to grab an Ice Cream. Sitting outside at a table with her double scoop of chocolate brownie supreme, Mia
began to people watch. That was how the twins found her not ten minutes after, much to her surprise. Watching as they took up the two empty seats before her their
arms carrying bags of supplies, she raised an eyebrow before speaking, her tone turning slightly teasing, "Hello Fred, Hello George. I thought you two would've been
running wild by now." Sharing a look before looking back at Mia George replied as Fred took a bite of her ice cream, "Nah, that'd be no fun, Mum's expecting us to do
something here so that's way to easy. We'll just wait until we get back home if we were to do something."
Shaking her head at George's words, Mia retaliated by quickly flicking Fred's ear while speaking, "Oi, first of all stop stealing my food, second of all that's gross, I
don't want Fred germs in my food. Haven't you heard of the term respect your elders?" Watching as he recoiled while rubbing his ear he whined, "Bloody hell Mia, do
have have to be so violent? It's just a bit of food." Pulling her ice cream back towards her she gasped before speaking, her tone falsely serious, "Just food?! This isn't
just food, this is chocolate brownie supreme, it is everything good in life in a bowl." Ignoring George's snickering and Fred's pouting face, Mia quickly shoved another
mouthful of ice cream in her mouth. Ignoring the now pouting Fred, Mia looked over at a still laughing George as she asked, "What?" "Nothing it's just I don't think
I've ever seen anyone get that defensive about food before, and we have Ron for a brother." Deciding to ignore him, Mia went back to people watching while
occasionally fending off her ice cream from the boys, much to their amusement.
Heading to the Leaky Cauldron later that day with the boys joking on either side of her, Mia finally let herself forget about the upcoming World Cup and the
problems that would come with it. For now, Mia could just enjoy the time she spent with the twins and the Weasley's, but she somehow knew that when the time
came, the Weasley's would be at her side when she needed them, and that was seemingly all the reassurance she needed.
Author's Note:
Thank you to my new favorites, I'm so excited to see that more people are interested in Mia's story. I'd also like to give a shout out to all the viewers who have stopped by to read. We'll be seeing a bit more into Mia's relationship with the twins as the story goes on, and find out exactly what type of person Mia really is, and what's made her who she is today. I look forward to seeing you all next week!
- The Detective