sᴜʀʀᴇʏ, 1977

❝ ᴅɪɴɴᴇʀ's ʀᴇᴀᴅʏ! ❞ Shelly's voice called out, making Mia groan out loud and snap her book shut. She begrudgingly walked down the stairs to the kitchen. Her step-mother was plating her casserole and setting it on the table with a joyful smile on her face.

Mia cleared her throat.

Shelly looked up to give Mia a smile.

Mia smiled back politely, attempting to refrain from vomiting her insides out.

Shelly took off her apron and neatly folded it, before placing it in a drawer.

Mia walked over to the table and took a seat in the middle of the rectangular table. Soon, her dad came from the living room with a wide smile on his face, sitting himself at the right of the table while Shelly took a seat at the left.

"Well let's dig in!" Her father cheerfully announced, before Mia stabbed her fork into the food. After dissecting it for a few minutes, she found mushrooms and lots and lots of aubergines.

"Well don't just stare at the plate, eat up!" Shelly happily stated, placing a hearty amount of her casserole into her mouth that had a disgusting shade of pink lipstick on. "I have to say, I did well!"

"Yes! I think I love this one the most!" Her dad smiled before shoving another bite into his mouth.

"Sh-Shelly, I don't like aubergines." Mia nervously said, trying not to snap after five days of torture. Her time spent with her mother had been shortened as her father turned up three days early, demanding to take her with him. Instead of spending five days with her mother and two with her father, Mia ended up spending two days with her mother and five days with Shelly.

Shelly had no problem with making sure that Mia had the least comfortable holiday of her life. After moving Mia out of her bedroom and into a box storage room, she made her do sewing and join her on her stupid weekly meeting at the Housewife's Trust of Surrey. And of course, they had to bump into stupid Petunia Dursley.

"You never told me." Shelly declared before returning to her meal. "Eat the other stuff."

"No thank you. I'll wait for dessert." Shelly smiled gleefully and nodded. Her father chuckled.

Soon after fifteen minutes, the couple had finished their food and Shelly took the plates away.

"Hermia, we want you to know-." Mia stood up abruptly.

"I need the toilet!" She ran back upstairs and ran into her bedroom. Scrambling for a piece of paper and a pen, Mia quickly scribbled out:

DEAR SIRIUS,

I NEED YOU TO COME AND RESCUE ME FROM THIS HELLHOLE! THE ADDRESS IS *********

DON'T RUSH, IT ISN'T AN EMERGENCY BUT I WANT TO BE OUT OF HERE ASAP! COME TOMORROW OR WEDNESDAY AT THE LATEST. OH AND MR TIGGLES BITES!

XXX MIA

She quickly folded the letter up and opened Mr Tiggles' cage. "I need you to send this to Sirius." Then, Mia quickly ran back downstairs to the kitchen.

Shelly sneered, "You took long enough."

"It was three minutes." Her father cleared his throat. Shelly's eyes sparkled as she remembered dessert and opened the oven. Taking out a single bun, she placed it on the table, leaving Mia to lamely stare at it with a blank face.

"So, surprise?" Shelly asked, her face in a huge smile. "You needed to move out of the bedroom so we could build the nursery! And besides, you're almost graduating from that University of your's, aren't you! So you can be all independent and get your own apartment!" Mia wordlessly turned her head towards her father, who was cautiously looking at Mia with worry.

"You can stay of course- OW!" There was a thud under the table, "And we'll have you here with warm arms!" Another thud.

"So what do you think?! I'm three months along!" Oh. Mia assumed Shelly was just gaining weight or something. How could she be so stupid? She was pregnant all along. Now they were gonna replace their freak daughter with a non-magical baby. "I-!" Shelly paused at the sound of the doorbell ringing. "Are we expecting anyone?"

"No?" Her father asked, before standing up to go answer. Shelly followed, making Mia follow after.

Standing at the doorstep, wearing a leather jacket, dragon-skin boots, jeans and a pair of black sunglasses was Sirius fucking Black. Behind him, Mia could clearly see a motorcycle and a black helmet on the floor next to it. In Sirius' arms, he was holding a red helmet with the letters M.I.A on it.

"Hello."

"H-hello? Might I ask who you are?" Her father asked, squaring his shoulders in a feeble attempt to look tough. Mr Micheal Park was a short, blonde man with a bad leg.

"Sirius Black, sir."

"And what would you be doing on our property, this evening?" Shelly asked, her eyes glaring at him. Sirius was what Shelly called a 'hooligan'.

"I'm here to collect my pregnant fiancé." Mr Park immediately turned to look at Shelly in an accusatory manner.

"You! Him!"

"Not the troll, sir." Sirius smirked as he pointed his finger at Mia, "Your beautiful daughter!" Shelly opened her mouth and closed it and opened it again, resembling a fish. But Mr Park was fuming, his face redder than Lily's hair.

"What. Did. You. Say?" He gritted out, slowly turning to Mia, who had her face in her hands. In embarrassment or in an attempt to stop herself from laughing, they would never know.

"Pregnant?! Fiancé?!" Shelly squawked our, her hands flapping about as she attempted to comprehend the situation.

"MY DAUGHTER?!" Mr Park finally blew. "YOU GOT MY DAUGHTER PREGNANT?! HOW OLD ARE YOU, YOU LITTLE SCOUNDREL?!"

"Forty-four, sir. And I plan on taking my dear Mi-Mi to Australia so we can happily marry... sir." Mia was done. Taking her hands away from her very red face, she attempted to get upstairs to get her trunk but Sirius stopped her.

"Already got them." He pulled out a small rectangular box from his leather jacket pocket and shaked it. Mia nodded before rushing out the door. Sirius handed her the helmet and she put it on.

"Hang on! If you take one step on that motorbike, I'm formally disowning you from the family!" Her dad attempted to make her stay but Mia had had enough.

"Goodbye Mr and Mrs Park. I am legally changing my surname so no worries about that. I hope you enjoy your pregnancy and I wish you two the best." Mia declared and sat behind Sirius, crossing her arms around his waist.

"MIA!" Mr Park shouted once more but they were gone. Flying gone. Like motorbike flying away gone.

"How?! What?! Motorbike?! Boyfriend?! FIANCÉ?! Flying?!" Sheila asked, her eyes as wide as saucers as she once again tried to understand. But how could the Muggle husband she had, even explain the world of magic?

"HOW THE FUCK DOES THIS THING FLY?!" Mia shouted at Sirius as they flew down gradually to land on the rooftop of a Muggle building. She took off her pink helmet and gently placed it on the ground before stomping over to Sirius, who had walked over to the edge of the rooftop.

"Magic." He replied, taking off his helmet and setting it on the floor. Then, he grabbed her and kissed her with passion to race with fire. Their mouths melded together like two pieces of a puzzle fitting together. It felt perfect. But Mia soon pulled away, even if her mind was protesting.

"You absolute shit! You told them I was pregnant! And engaged!" She hit his chest, "And that we were eloping to Australia!" Eventually Sirius just hugged her in place, her cheek on his shoulder, his hands on her hips. "It was funny seeing Shelly's reaction though."

"Yeah that was worth it. But your dad?"

"I've still got my mum and Shaun. And I have you and Marlene." She whispered, her hand playing with his hair.

"You'll have me for eternity." He whispered back, before grabbing her hand and apparating them down to his flat. Yet when she closed her eyes, all she could think about was her father's disappointment.

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EDITED 30/05/19