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𝕰uphemia Potter couldn't contain the broad smile wanting to desperately to spread across her lips as she stares out of the window to the garden of the manor.
She finds it admirable, admirable that simply in nearly four years, the Hufflepuff they've all now irrevocably fond of managed to worm herself into all of their hearts. Most specifically the heart of the once twelve year old, shy, insecure and abashed Remus Lupin she knew, who swore he'd never find love or someone who wants him despite his condition, and now the eighteen year old was engaged, confident and predominantly positive to say the least.
She turns when she hears a soft sigh besides her, the brunette Slytherin following her gaze as she leans against the countertop, smiling warmly as she spots the couple soaking up the sunshine on the soft grass, the veela laying on top of the werewolf with her head nestled into his neck, his arms secured around her comfortably, occasionally planting a kiss on her head.
"They're disgusting, aren't they?" She mumbles to the elder Potter, scrunching her face up despite the strong surge of warmth blossoming in her chest, Mia chuckling and resting her hand on her shoulder, squeezing, as she points out,
"Don't act like you weren't the same with my son the other day in the living room, I came in to offer some cookies and there you were, snoozing cocooned in a blanket"
"I have no idea what you're talking about, Mia, I wouldn't go near Sirius within a ten metre pole—"
"Would you not?" A voice chirped from behind her, Mia chuckling as the girl jumped, placing her hand over her chest as Sirius grinned boyishly, peering over her shoulder out of the window whilst wrapping his arms around her waist from behind, humming, "Oh look, you're near me now, what lies you have told, mon ange noir"
"You snuck up on me, this wasn't my choice" She huffed, cursing internally at her cheeks warming, and when he loosened his arms about to draw away, a smug smirk playing his lips when she pulled him back, holding his arms around her once more.
"You don't have to pretend you don't like my holy affection, Starlette, it's okay to admit you adore it" He teased, briefly glancing to his mum when she hummed gently, looking out of the window as she listens amusedly.
"Sod off, Snuffles, there's nothing to admit, believe me" She insists, yet leaning back into his chest and welcoming a chaste kiss to her cheek from him as he nodded,
"Whatever you say. Just know your body language speaks differently.....oh look at them sappy gits, sickening it is. I thought they were looking around places today?"
Mia raised her eyebrows, looking to the couple as they studied in thought, her eyes rolling as she gently nudged them,
"Why don't you go and ask? While your at it, tell them I'm about to bake some chocolate cake, won't you?"
