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It's Mia, never Euphemia. the original Mrs. Potter

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j. potter

                  a  laugh ,  cheerful  &  relieved ,  bursts  from  his  lungs.  james  was  never  able  to  get  one  past  her––  regardless  of  her  time  it  seemed.  mum  was  ALWAYS  one  step  ahead.  ‘  my  fr––?  ah ,  sirius… ’  james  couldn’t  complete  his  thought ,  the  boy  just   l a u g h i n g   as  he  recalled  their  own  conversation.  she  didn’t  know  him  well  now ,  but  that  kid  was  going  to  become  like  one  of  her  own.  best  not  to  ruin  the  surprise ,  james  thought.  ‘ oh  ,  mum ’  he  whines  &  SQUEEZES  her  hand  ‘ but  you  are  the  one  who  names  me…  so  deep  down  you  must  know  it  already.  though ,  i’d  love  to  hear  what  my  name  coudla  been.  come  on ,  guess ! ’

        Mia’s nose wrinkled and she decided that she didn’t like this turn of events. It wasn’t that long ago that Fleamont was in her position and made to guess things that had happened. Karma and universe was certainly playing a bit of a joke on her now. “Oh mum,” She dropped her usual southern drawl to mimic his posh British one before she chuckled. “I would probably kill Monty if we were with anything like our names,” she said and tapped her finger against her chin. 

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t. scamander·

   That was an understatement. Theseus felt like he hadn’t slept in weeks though it’s only been a couple of days. He could use time to decompress, that’s for sure. “We can go to this small little coffee shop if you’d like then. My treat.” 

        “You have a deal, Mr. Scamander,” Mia smiled. “Just let me pay for this,” she added quickly as she held up the vile and made her way the cashier’s desk. She paid for her things and placed it in the basket that she had brought with her before she turned back to Theseus. “After you, Theseus.”

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f. potter

“that’s not all you found out!?” that same uptilt was back in his voice. he wondered what it could be. they won the war? more kids? he nodded, waiting.

        Mia looked at her husband with amusement. He was practically like a child at Christmas and she had to admit, she liked holding on to the surprise. “No, that’s not all that I found out,” and that was all she said.

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l. evans·

“it really is. though to warn you, that once james is in school expect to pretty much get a letter daily about him and sirius getting up to some mischief around the school.” she said with a soft laugh.

        Mia chuckled. “Well thank you,” she said, “that doesn’t surprise me. You’ll understand once you meet my Monty. I’m sure the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.”

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f. potter

“yeah, that’s great news.” he squeezed her hand. “it’s probably for the best that we don’t know. we have to leave some of these things a surprise. really all you were told?”

        Mia squeezed his hand back and nodded. She didn’t want to mess with time too much, it tended to bite back. “No,” she chuckled, “that’s not all that I found out.”

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l. lestrange

          WATCHING the other witch with intrigue, it was always nice to watch Mia in action. It had been a few years since she last saw the other, assuming so, despite the blurry recollection as of late. A true potioneer in their day. Considering this was still.. their day. “ It’s good to see you with all your fingers. “ finally greeting the other, warmly. Though they may have not bumped into each other in school, in part to a different continent divide. Remembering the other in a fonder setting, this was enough for recollections and reunions. “ Is this your place now? I’ve been wondering what my fellow peers have been up to since.. all of this mess. Any good explosions since I’ve been gone? “ 

         “You and me both.” Mia glanced down at her manicured fingers before she shook her head. When she worked with her husband, it was never certain what was going to happen in the lab. Fleamont was far more experimental than she was. She glanced around, “oh no, I’m simply shopping. I mostly just help Monty with his experiments.” She nodded. “If I’m not there, he would be a mess.” She made her way over to Leta, “I have missed you, my friend.”

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f. potter

“mentions of a son.” monty resisted every urge to pick up his wife and spin her around. “we have a little boy? oh, i can’t wait.” he wondered if this was their first, or if there were others that hadn’t been mentioned.

        She could feel his excitement radiating off his body. “A little boy,” she nodded, “he didn’t tell me much, but that’s good news, right?”

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l. evans·

“yeah, he can be pretty interesting, i’m mean he is a black who was sorted into gryffindor and didn’t have any blood prejudice.” she said. “it did, luckily she is james’ granddaughter too so it’s not like some random person i’ve never met or someone i dislike.”

        Mia was sure that Black meant something here. She had heard the name before, one of Mont’s family was married to one she believed. But the States had their own important families and Mia was still learning the politics of Britain. “That is a silver-lining.”

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f. potter

“someone close to us both. you’re not going to make me guess, are you? one of our future little ones?” he seemed excited, even glancing around quickly.

         Euphemia chuckled softly. “Yeah, there have been mentions of a son,” she replied with a nod.

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f. potter‌

“a very charming lad in the three broomsticks. am i going to have to fight for my wife from a mysterious stranger?” he nudged her shoulder with his.

        “If you feel like you need to make a point,” she teased and shook her head. “It turns out he’s a good friend of someone close to us both.”

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l. evans·

“let me guess, a man with a large ego, a lot of hair, and goes by sirius?” she asked mia with a soft chuckle. “but i totally understand how you feel, i met my granddaughter who is named after me. it’s strange.”

        Euphemia chuckled and nodded, “that would be the one. Interesting fellow.” Her nose then wrinkled and she pressed her hand against her cheek. “And granddaughter... now did that make your head spin?”

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f. potter

“begin at the beginning, i suppose! work chronologically! if nothing happens in the next year you’ve found out about, move to the next and the next.” 

        “The beginning,” Mia hummed. “Well, I met a bloke at the Three Broomsticks. Very charming lad.”

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f. potter

“please, tell me everything. i feel like i have missed so much since this whole thing began. makes you want to shut everything down and simply interview people on the street.” he accepted the bag once it was offered, carrying it dutifully. 

        She paid for her things and politely thanked the attendant for her time before she curled her fingers around the crook of his arm. “I don’t where to begin,” she said and looked over at him.

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l. evans

“not exactly, i mean, it’s great to meet you and all. but it’s a bit shocking to meet you when you aren’t much younger than me and i don’t think you’ve had a son yet either.” she said, lily knew that james parents had him when they were much older.

        Mia shook her head. Her and Monty had discussed having children but with all the tension in the world, it hadn’t seemed like a good time to bring a child into it. “I haven’t but you aren’t the first person to tell me that I have one.”

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l. evans·

this whole situation was much different than anything lily had ever thought was possible. so to meet her boyfriend’s mother when she wasn’t much older than lily herself just seemed strange. “i can understand that.” she chuckled. “i think pretty well.” she said. “we’ve been dating for the past year and have known each other since we were first years.”

       Mia smiled a bit and looked the young girl over. This certainly was was an odd turn of events. “I guess meeting your boyfriend’s mother, I’m not what you were expecting,” she said as she looked down at herself. “Not that any of this is conventional.”

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f. potter

“mainly just supper sounds perfect.” he trailed after his wife, occasionally touching at her back or her side, a comforting presence. “when one cannot be sure how many quiet nights there are left. have you met any interesting time travelers today?”

         She collected everything that she needed and placed it on the front counter for the attendant to wrap it up for. She turned Monty, “I’ve definitely met a few. This is an interesting mess we’ve found ourselves in.”