Chapter 2

Before Anja left Sirius' room, she looked around the room, not wanting to leave. But just as she turned, 'Yeah, before Harry comes.' came from behind Anja and Tonks.

They both spun around, wands pointing in the direction of the voice. They could see no one.

Invisible? , Tonks thought, but Anja heard her anyways.

'No.' Anja said abruptly, 'It's the pictures. '.

Tonks stared at Anja in amazement.

'Did you just read my thoughts?' Tonks asked.

Anja looked at Tonks and nodded. Tonks stared back, eyes wide open.

'I'm telepathic, unfortunately.' Anja answered.

'Unfortunately!' Tonks said with excitement, 'Do you know how many people lie, and get away with it? And you... you could stop them! '.

'I know. That's why I want to be an Auror.' Anja said calmly, heading out of the room and walked down the hall.

'Want to? You could be one right know!' Tonks paused and looked concerned, 'Who else knows? '.

'Well, Professor Dumbledore, mom, dad, and Sirius, but I guess Remus and Ginny know also.' Anja said, as the two of them walked in to the kitchen. 'And now you. '.

Tonks opened the door to the kitchen, and sitting at the table, sat Remus, Moody, and Kingsley.

'Hi!' Anja said happily.

'What are you so happy about lass?' Moody growled at her.

'She's taken a new perspective to Sirius' death and remembering the happy times.' Tonks said with a smile on her face too.

'We've lost someone and two others are happy!' moody said outraged.

'What one-minute!' Anja squinted at Moody, ' Just about fifteen minutes ago, you were wishing that I wouldn't act like someone died! '.

Moody blushed. Remus smiled, probably for the first time in days.

Anja smiled, quite happy with herself and said 'Ha! I made Moody, the Alastor Moody, a great Auror, blush!' , she started dancing around the room and sat down.

'Brag all you want girl, but I know your deepest secret ever!' Moody reminded the sixteen-year-old girl.

'And not to be repeated by anyone, unless the Ministry has given permission!' Anja corrected the old Auror.

Moody's smile faded and started to grumble under his breath.

'That reminds me,' Kingsley said out loud, 'have any of you seen Kreacher? '.

'He's probably up in the attic, laughing his stupid, fat head off because Sirius is dead. ', Anja said, while standing up and walking over to a cupboard.

Remus' smile faded. What if he went to the Malfoy's manor again? he thought.

'Stop worrying Remus.' Anja said sitting down beside him, with a butterbeer in her hand.

'If he doesn't show up in a day or two, I'll have a look around.' Tonks said sitting down herself next to Kingsley.

'And me.' Anja said.

Everyone looked at her in a strange way.

Anja looked puzzled, 'What? '.

'You're not going to the Malfoy's.' Remus said calmly.

'Why not?' Anja asked obviously offended, 'You don't trust me, do you? '.

'Well...' Remus didn't know what to say. Would she get mad if he said no? 'No.' Remus said and left the room.

Anja slumped back in her chair, confused and lost, not knowing what just happened.

'Hey, don't worry. He just lost his best friend, right?' Tonks reminded Anja.

She nodded in response. Tonks was right. Remus had just lost his best friend, he had the others from the Order, but Sirius and James (and the witch inside Anja) were the first to accept Remus as a friend, and both were dead. Tonks had lost Sirius as a second cousin, and she didn't show sadness, maybe not on the outside, but on the inside there was nothing that could explain the war.

Anja looked at the door, then at her butterbeer, then back at the door. She stood up and walked over the door.

'Where are you off to?' Kingsley asked, in almost a whisper.

'Outside.' Was Anja's simple answer that meant a lot.

When the witch inside Anja was a live, Sirius, James and she were always outside, never wanting to be inside this house.

'Okay. Don't stay out too long.' Tonks said, running her finger along a crack down the table.

Anja didn't answer, and opened the door to leave. When Anja reached the backyard, she looked up at the sky. Blue. All she saw was blue. Her favourite colour. And her favourite colour. Anja spotted Sirius' favourite tree, and sat beneath it. She started to wonder of she and that witch inside of her had much in common.

Well, they both loved Sirius so dearly. They cared about what might happen to Harry. The both of them wrote in journals. Anja wanted to know who the witch in her was so bad, she even asked Sirius, but he never answered Anja's question because 'Professor' Snape's head pooped out of the fireplace, telling us that Harry, Ron, Ginny, Neville, Luna, and Hermione had not returned from the Forbidden Forest.

That's when Sirius and Anja argued. Argued whether or not either of them was going with the order. Anja remembered it, as if it was yesterday.

FLASHBACK
'You are not going!' Sirius roared at Anja.

'Yes I am!' she bellowed back, 'You aren't going! '.

'Yes I am!' Sirius declared, as he walked through the door.

Anja chased after him, out on to the street.

'Well, if you get to go, than I can. Dumbledore told you not to leave the house.' She reminded Sirius.

'There's no stopping her you know.' Remus butted in, 'You couldn't stop her either. '.

Sirius had glared at then said 'No. I never could stop her. But, Anja still can't apparate! '.

'Yet! But!' Anja said persistently continued, 'If an emergency, I'm allowed!' the sixteen-year-old girl said.

'And this is an emergency.' Remus reminded the both of them, but neither of them heard him.

The both of them stared at each other. More like a glare, a glare of anger. But both glares turned into smiles, then laughter. Sirius could never stay angry with Anja, even if she wasn't in her.

'You realize that there are six students in the Ministry right now!' Remus butted in for the second time.

Anja and Sirius nodded and the three of them disapparated from Number Twelve Grimmauld Place to the Ministry of Magic, in the dead of the night.