During Potions class the next day, the debate on whether or not to ask
Prof. Williamson seemed pointless.
"Of course we can't ask her now! She's already suspicious of us talking Padfoot, asking her now would be suicide!" Hermione was very worked up on this topic. Ron and Harry were in agreence with her for a change. But that wasn't the only change noticeable at Hogwarts. To many people, it seemed, Snape had thoroughly mellowed out. He still was strict, but did not take many points at all from Gryffindor, and was not so scathing to the students. And Ron swore black and blue that he had seen Snape smile once when he was talking to Prof. Williamson. Anya seemed to have that effect on people, they were always smiling in her presence. Classes continued, and to Harry's and Hermione's surprise, Williamson turned out to be a very interesting and informative DADA teacher.
"I can't believe Sirius thought she wasn't cut out for the job!" Harry said one day after class. Hermione nodded her head in agreement. She had now completely changed her attitude toward Anya. Ron, of course, maintained that he had always had faith in their beautiful professor. Her lessons were always interesting, even if it was just theory. The text seemed to come alive when she read it.
"I reckon she's the best teacher we've had so far, except for Lupin," Ron ruminated one evening.
"Yeah" Harry was vague, he was in the middle of a letter to Sirius.
"D'ya reckon I should mention Prof. Williamson again, I mean, Sirius doesn't exactly warm to the topic?" Harry asked Hermione. She shrugged, she was already much to busy thinking about her Arithmancy homework. Harry continued his letter. Dear Sirius,
I hope all is still well. Lessons are going well over here, I don't know why you thought Prof. Williamson wasn't any good at Defence. She is really interesting and knows what she is talking about. Of course, she's not as good as Lupin, but she's still a pretty good teacher. And even Snape seems to like her, he's a different person around her. Anyway, if you need anything, please ask,
Harry.
At Lupins...
Sirius and Remus both leaned over the letter. Remus smiled when he read the part about him being a good teacher, and Sirius fumed when he read the glowing reviews about Williamson.
"How could my own godson do this to me?" he wailed. Lupin looked at him strangely.
"You are being a total drama queen Padfoot, my friend!"
Sirius raised his eyebrows.
"Maybe she's got him under a spell, to make him see only her good side!" Sirius didn't seem to understand that anyone could actually say good things about Anya. But Remus could. Remus could say good things about Anya Williamson all day. At Hogwarts.....
Anya was in a very good mood for days after she heard Harry mention Padfoot. All around her people's actions reminded her of her days at Hogwarts, when everything was good. And when she heard about the upcoming Hogsmeade trip, she allowed herself to be totally absorbed in one of the happiest memories of her life.
Many years earlier......
Lily, James, Sirius, Anya and Lupin were sitting around a table at The Three Broomsticks. It was their first trip to Hogsmeade during their 7th year. The fivesome were cheerily making plans for the pranks they would pull, and decided that they should go to Zonko's and stock up. While they were at the joke shop, it stared to lightly sprinkle with rain. They quickly ran out before it got too heavy, so they could find their other classmates. But as they ran the rain grow heavier, almost like a blanket. Sirius grabbed Anya, and they ran together, not realising however, that they were running in a different direction to everyone else. They ended up outside the old Shrieking Shack, and the rain was coming down so heavily, they had no other choice, but to go in. As they entered the hall, Anya shivered, and Sirius gave her his cloak. She smiled gratefully, and they sank down onto the floor.
"God, that rain's heavy" Sirius said, looking out a window. Anya nervously nodded her head. Sirius noticed her tension.
"Why are you so scared?" he asked.
"Well, you know what they say about this house, don't you?" she replied.
"No, what?"
"It's haunted!" Anya exclaimed. Sirius look puzzled, so she launched into the whole story. At the end, she turned to look at Sirius, expecting him to be at least a little freaked, but instead he was laughing his head off. She punched him lightly in the arm.
"What?" she asked.
"That story is so ridiculous!" Sirius laughed.
"And why is that?" Anya demanded, a bit annoyed that Sirius was laughing at her.
"Because it's not ghosts making the noises, it's our dear friend Remus Lupin!" seeing the astonished look on Anya's face, Sirius continued with his story.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Anya wanted to know.
"Because if I had told you, I might never have landed up in an abandoned shack with you" Sirius waggled his eyebrows, earning a punch in the stomach from Anya. He doubled over in pain, and she lent over to help him, but he started tickling her insanely, and wouldn't stop. "Stop it!" Anya squealed repeatedly. Suddenly, Sirius stopped tickling her and gave a quick kiss.
"I love you," he said softly.
"I love you too," Anya said. She reached up and untied the Silver Star pendant she was always wore. She pulled out Sirius's hand, and tied it onto his wrist.
"Forever" she said, looking up into his eyes. The spell was broken when James and Lily came pounding up the landing to the house.
"C'mon, everyone's leaving. We've been looking for you lot for ages!" James was slightly out of breath. Lily smiled at Anya, as if she knew what they'd been up to.
Present Day...
Anya smiled as she remembered that day. But her smile turned sad when she started to wonder is Sirius even remembered who she was.
At Lupin's House....
Sirius was tossing and turning, he couldn't get Anya out of his head. For all the bad things he said about her, he could never forget the time they shared. He turned again, and something sharp jabbed into him. He pulled out his arm, and noticed that he still wore a Silver Star pendant on his wrist.
"Force of habit" he muttered to himself. But deep in his heart, he knew that wasn't the only reason he wore it. It was his only link to Anya, the girl he had loved so long ago.
"Of course we can't ask her now! She's already suspicious of us talking Padfoot, asking her now would be suicide!" Hermione was very worked up on this topic. Ron and Harry were in agreence with her for a change. But that wasn't the only change noticeable at Hogwarts. To many people, it seemed, Snape had thoroughly mellowed out. He still was strict, but did not take many points at all from Gryffindor, and was not so scathing to the students. And Ron swore black and blue that he had seen Snape smile once when he was talking to Prof. Williamson. Anya seemed to have that effect on people, they were always smiling in her presence. Classes continued, and to Harry's and Hermione's surprise, Williamson turned out to be a very interesting and informative DADA teacher.
"I can't believe Sirius thought she wasn't cut out for the job!" Harry said one day after class. Hermione nodded her head in agreement. She had now completely changed her attitude toward Anya. Ron, of course, maintained that he had always had faith in their beautiful professor. Her lessons were always interesting, even if it was just theory. The text seemed to come alive when she read it.
"I reckon she's the best teacher we've had so far, except for Lupin," Ron ruminated one evening.
"Yeah" Harry was vague, he was in the middle of a letter to Sirius.
"D'ya reckon I should mention Prof. Williamson again, I mean, Sirius doesn't exactly warm to the topic?" Harry asked Hermione. She shrugged, she was already much to busy thinking about her Arithmancy homework. Harry continued his letter. Dear Sirius,
I hope all is still well. Lessons are going well over here, I don't know why you thought Prof. Williamson wasn't any good at Defence. She is really interesting and knows what she is talking about. Of course, she's not as good as Lupin, but she's still a pretty good teacher. And even Snape seems to like her, he's a different person around her. Anyway, if you need anything, please ask,
Harry.
At Lupins...
Sirius and Remus both leaned over the letter. Remus smiled when he read the part about him being a good teacher, and Sirius fumed when he read the glowing reviews about Williamson.
"How could my own godson do this to me?" he wailed. Lupin looked at him strangely.
"You are being a total drama queen Padfoot, my friend!"
Sirius raised his eyebrows.
"Maybe she's got him under a spell, to make him see only her good side!" Sirius didn't seem to understand that anyone could actually say good things about Anya. But Remus could. Remus could say good things about Anya Williamson all day. At Hogwarts.....
Anya was in a very good mood for days after she heard Harry mention Padfoot. All around her people's actions reminded her of her days at Hogwarts, when everything was good. And when she heard about the upcoming Hogsmeade trip, she allowed herself to be totally absorbed in one of the happiest memories of her life.
Many years earlier......
Lily, James, Sirius, Anya and Lupin were sitting around a table at The Three Broomsticks. It was their first trip to Hogsmeade during their 7th year. The fivesome were cheerily making plans for the pranks they would pull, and decided that they should go to Zonko's and stock up. While they were at the joke shop, it stared to lightly sprinkle with rain. They quickly ran out before it got too heavy, so they could find their other classmates. But as they ran the rain grow heavier, almost like a blanket. Sirius grabbed Anya, and they ran together, not realising however, that they were running in a different direction to everyone else. They ended up outside the old Shrieking Shack, and the rain was coming down so heavily, they had no other choice, but to go in. As they entered the hall, Anya shivered, and Sirius gave her his cloak. She smiled gratefully, and they sank down onto the floor.
"God, that rain's heavy" Sirius said, looking out a window. Anya nervously nodded her head. Sirius noticed her tension.
"Why are you so scared?" he asked.
"Well, you know what they say about this house, don't you?" she replied.
"No, what?"
"It's haunted!" Anya exclaimed. Sirius look puzzled, so she launched into the whole story. At the end, she turned to look at Sirius, expecting him to be at least a little freaked, but instead he was laughing his head off. She punched him lightly in the arm.
"What?" she asked.
"That story is so ridiculous!" Sirius laughed.
"And why is that?" Anya demanded, a bit annoyed that Sirius was laughing at her.
"Because it's not ghosts making the noises, it's our dear friend Remus Lupin!" seeing the astonished look on Anya's face, Sirius continued with his story.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Anya wanted to know.
"Because if I had told you, I might never have landed up in an abandoned shack with you" Sirius waggled his eyebrows, earning a punch in the stomach from Anya. He doubled over in pain, and she lent over to help him, but he started tickling her insanely, and wouldn't stop. "Stop it!" Anya squealed repeatedly. Suddenly, Sirius stopped tickling her and gave a quick kiss.
"I love you," he said softly.
"I love you too," Anya said. She reached up and untied the Silver Star pendant she was always wore. She pulled out Sirius's hand, and tied it onto his wrist.
"Forever" she said, looking up into his eyes. The spell was broken when James and Lily came pounding up the landing to the house.
"C'mon, everyone's leaving. We've been looking for you lot for ages!" James was slightly out of breath. Lily smiled at Anya, as if she knew what they'd been up to.
Present Day...
Anya smiled as she remembered that day. But her smile turned sad when she started to wonder is Sirius even remembered who she was.
At Lupin's House....
Sirius was tossing and turning, he couldn't get Anya out of his head. For all the bad things he said about her, he could never forget the time they shared. He turned again, and something sharp jabbed into him. He pulled out his arm, and noticed that he still wore a Silver Star pendant on his wrist.
"Force of habit" he muttered to himself. But deep in his heart, he knew that wasn't the only reason he wore it. It was his only link to Anya, the girl he had loved so long ago.