Chapter 3
Half of the month had passed and Remus, Anja, Tonks, and the rest of the Order were coping quite well with Sirius' passing.
Anja woke up that morning in a cold sweat.
She had been dreaming again, like every night since it happened. There she would be standing about to stun Bellatrix from behind, when Bellatrix hit Sirius, Anja's eyes would widened and she would sprint past Bellatrix, towards Sirius, She could hear Bellatrix's victorious cry and her own of Sirius' name as he fell so gracefully through the veil, and out of sight. Anja would yell his name too many times to count. Remus would let go of Harry, and Anja would slump into his arms, with endless confusion, crying and mumbling a name that meant so much to the both of them.
'Anja! Anja!' someone hushed her, pulling into a hug. Anja started to cry, cry more than she had ever done in the sixteen years and two months she had been alive.
'It's okay.' the person said, now rocking her from side to side. She opened her eyes but could see nothing everything was blurry. 'It's okay.' the person repeated, and they laid her back down to her bed.
'Who's there?' Anja whispered through tears, that she wiped off her face with her bed sheet. 'It's Remus.' Anja heard her godfather say.
She nodded and ran her hand along the bed to find his hand, and fell asleep.
Anja woke and looked at her Timex Indiglo watch. 12:36! Anja groaned and threw her covers to the side. She stumbled out of bed, rubbing her eyes, over to her dresser. She opened a drawer, picked out underwear and a bra. She opened another drawer, picked out a tank top. She then walked over to her closet. She reached for the closet door, when she noticed, the light was. She didn't remember turning the light on. Did Remus turn it on when he woke me up? she thought. Anja grabbed her bathrobe and ran out of her bedroom. While sprinting down the stairs, she slid her bathrobe on. She burst into the kitchen, and here sat Remus, reading the Daily Prophet. 'Good morning.' Remus said calmly, not looking up from the paper.
Anja stared at him in disbelief. Did she dream that she had the dream about Sirius? Did she dream that Remus comforted her? No, because she remembered the sheets feeling musty, from wiping her eyes.
'Did I scream in my sleep last night?' Anja asked him.
Remus nodded. 'Yeah. I woke you. You were screaming louder than usual. '.
'Usual' meant that she had been screaming every night.
'Listen.' Anja said quietly, 'I'm sorry about yesterday. '.
Remus looked up over the edge of the Daily Prophet, confused.
'You know...' Anja carried on, sitting at the table, 'about me going to the Malfoy's to get Kreacher, only if he's there of course. But I don't need to go. '.
Remus put his paper down and said, 'There's no need to. '.
Anja felt confused and looked at her godfather with a quizzical look, 'Why?' she asked slowly.
'I found Kreacher's body in the attic.' He shivered when he said this.
"What do you mean 'body'?'. Then Anja's eyes widened, 'He's... dead?' she asked.
Remus nodded.
'And to make things better for you,' Remus continued, 'Harry will be over today, around six, and staying for the rest of the summer. '.
'You seem happy about that.' Anja mumbled, 'Too bad I can't. '.
Oh yeah, Harry hates Anja. I can't believe I forgot!
'It's okay, it's not your fault.' Anja said as she turned to leave.
'Why did you want to know if you were screaming last night?' he asked his goddaughter.
'My light was on, when I woke up this morning. Do you know who might have turned it on/' Anja asked while she turned back to face him.
Remus made a face, to see if he could remember, 'It was Tonks. She needed some hair gel of what ever you call it.' He remembered, 'I guess she forgot to turn the
'Oh, okay.' And she walked out of the kitchen and up the stairs to her room.
Anja spent the rest of the day cleaning. She went around the house cleaning every room, except Sirius' old room (only to dust) and Buckbeak's. Instead of using the magic she wasn't allowed to use, she cleaned everything muggle wise, including sweeping, vacuuming, wiping tables, washing the bed sheets, moving furniture, and everything you could possibly think of.
It was about five o'clock when Remus' head popped in the kitchen, where Anja was making dinner: spaghetti.
'Smells good.' Remus said, telling the truth.
'Thanks.' Anja replied, 'When are you going to pick Harry up from the Dursley's?' she asked.
' I'm leaving right now actually. Do you want to come? '
'No, I'll be fine here slaving over a hot stove'. Anja said seriously. Remus stared back confused. Anja smiled.
' I'm joking. Go on before Harry starts freaking out. ' Anja reassured him, 'Wait! Who else is going? '.
'Just me.' Remus answered. 'Bye!' and there was a pop! and he was gone.
I sure hope she remembers to feed Buckbeak.
I will, don't worry so much! Anja replied and ran up the stairs, with a sack of rats, to Buckbeak's room.
'Buckbeak!' said Anja as she approached the door.
She knocked twice and entered the room that Buckbeak had been in for about a year now.
Anja was now in the only room she hadn't cleaned that day because she knew it would be a mess again in two minutes, if not in a shorter period of time.
Anja sat down against the wall, as Sirius would do everyday with her. Then she stood up, forgetting to bow to Buckbeak, not that it really mattered since Buckbeak reconized her voice from down the hall. She did so, careful to keep eye contact with him.
She threw him six rats and told him about her day, how the cleaning went, her dream (that she had, and how Harry was coming to stay at Grimmauld Place for the rest of the summer.