Chapter 5

There she was again. Standing right behind Bellatrix, seconds away from stunning her, seconds away from the moment that Bellatrix would scream in triumphant. Kingsley would step in to take on Bellatrix and Anja would be left there standing, in complete shock, as she would watch Sirius stumble. Anja sprinting as fast as she could, hoping to be able to grab his hand, but she was always too late. She was always able to just see Sirius slowly fall through the arch with such grace. But this time, right before Anja slumped into Remus' arms, she heard Harry's voice.

'Sirius!' Harry would bellow, 'Sirius!'

Remus would grab Harry around the stomach just before he could reach the veil.

'There is nothing you can do, Harry-'

But Harry would keep saying that Sirius had just gone through the veil, they could still pull him back into the Department of Mysteries. Maybe Anja and Harry were hoping for the same thing: that Sirius would stand back up and walk through the veil.

Anja woke with a start and sat bolt right up in her bed. She took a couple deep breaths, as if she had been under water for five minutes. Anja blinked and rubbed her eyes a few time, until her eye vision was used to the darkness in her room. Cold sweat dripped down her forehead slowly.

Anja knew she just had that stupid dream again. She must have not been screaming or Hermione, Ginny, Charlie, Bill, and Mrs. Weasley would have been in her room right away. Of course Remus was still in no state to be up and around the house, so he wouldn't be there to wake her up. Lately Bill and Charlie had been acting like older brothers towards her. Why? She had no clue. Maybe Mrs. Weasley had a little chat with them or something.

She turned her head in the direction where her clock radio would be if she were back home in Canada. To her surprise, fro the billionth time, there wasn't one there, she looked at her Timex Indiglo watch. The time was 7:53 a.m.

Not too early to wake up Hermione and Ginny. Is it? Anja thought

Anja was used to her old habits when Sirius used to be around. In the morning, around 5:37 a.m., they would go out in the backyard (Sirius as a dog incase of spies) and watch the sun rise. Since then, she hadn't known when too early was.

Darkness. That was all you could see (if you could see anything) if you looked in the room that Hermione and Ginny shared during their stay at Grimmauld Place.

Of course since Ginny and Hermione were fast asleep, they wouldn't have noticed their door creak open and a head pop in their room. As you could probably guess (if you read the last three paragraphs) it was Anja who was peeking in there room.

Anja tip toed in the room, closed the door carefully, and started to make her way across their room careful not to trip over their clothes that had been 'oh so wonderfully thrown on the floor'. Anja was heading over to the window of the room. You could just barley see the window because of the sun shining through the cracks between the curtains and the windowsill.

Five, four, three, two, one.

Anja flashed open the curtains and you were unable to see anything for a few minutes. As soon as the sun reached Ginny and Hermione's eyes the mumbled something and pulled there covers over their heads to block their sight of the sunlight.

'Close the curtains Anja!' Ginny's muffled voice came from under her covers.

'What time is it?' Hermione asked throwing the covers, sitting up and turned the light on. Ginny groaned again and Hermione and Anja could just hear another muffled yell.

Anja and Hermione laughed for a minute. Anja sat down on the end of Hermione's bed and stared at the ground, she remembered why she had come to talk to them. Her dream.

' I had that dream again.' Anja blurted out.

Ginny came out from under her covers and stared at Anja with sympathy. Hermione stopped smiling and looked out the window. The both of them didn't know what to say or what to do.

'But his time I heard Harry yelling.' she added. Of course Hermione and Ginny wouldn't have known that Harry yelled Sirius' name because Ginny was practically laying on her back with a broken ankle and Hermione was knocked out.

'Oh.' They said in unison, not really knowing what to say.

'You should probably talk to Remus about this,' Ginny started, 'you know because he was there.'

'Not right now!' Hermione said, 'He's not well right now, remember.' She added to remind Ginny and Anja.

Once Ginny and Anja get an idea, they stick with it. And Hermione thought that this wasn't going to be a good idea. 'I think I'll go and see him right now actually.' Anja confessed, 'While no one can stop me.'

'You are so much like Ron, Ginny.' Hermione whispered. 'I tell Harry that he shouldn't do something, and then Ron says that he should and he does it. You give Anja ideas, and then I tell her not to and then she goes with your idea!'

'Well, they are brother and sister. And they are only one year apart.' Anja suggested that that was why they were so much alike.

Brother and sister. Anja had not seen or spoken with her brother and sister since she left after Christmas, to be here with Remus and Sirius. To try and figure out what she never knew.

'I think I'll go and wake Remus up now.' Anja said with a smile on her face. She knew that if she woke Remus up right now at this time in the morning and along with his condition, she would get the lecture of a lifetime. 'You're in for it.' Ginny warned Anja. Anja jumped off the end of Hermione's bed and quietly ran out of the room and down the hall towards the stairwell leading to the secret room that Remus used while his transformations took place. The stairwell was dark and creepy, as far as Anja could tell. A couple of times she even found a few spiders and would run, screaming bloody murder, to the kitchen where Sirius was. In case you hadn't caught on; Anja was mortified of any type of insect or arachnid. By now Anja had gotten used to the fact of spiders hanging from above her. So she learned just to run right up the stairwell, always looking up towards the door that she would reach in seconds. Anja approached the only magical door in the entire house, and knocked on it three times. There was a groan and nothing more. Anja held back her laughter and opened the door carefully. She poked her head in the old room. It was dark and dusty.

Anja looked towards the bed which only looked like a lump of who knows what. But Anja knew it was her godfather that rarely slept in even with the condition that he had now.

'Get out.' said the hoarse voice of Remus.

'Umm... no.' Anja replied, 'I have to tell you something.' Anja sat down on the edge of his bed, only able to see the back of his head.

'Can it wait?' Remus asked while opening his eyes that saw the dirt walls of his room.

'Well it could, but then I would worry about it all day and Hermione would probably get even more worried (you know when she gets worried about people), and Ginny would tell Mrs. Weasley and then Mrs. Weasley would take great precautions and I would fell much better if I could tell you instead of someone else,' Anja took a deep breath and continued, 'since you were there when it happened.'

Remus rolled over with great effort, and looked straight back into Anja's hazel eyes that were beginning to look watery. He shook his head recognizing that look from anywhere and sat up swinging his feet over the bed so he could sit beside her. To Anja, Remus looked tired that she had ever seen him before, probably because of the fact that he has to care for both her and Harry, now that Sirius was gone.

'Was it the dream again?' he asked, not even trying to guess.

Anja nodded and wiped some tears from her eyes. Looking at Remus wasn't helping her. He reminded her of Sirius way too much.

'But his time I heard Harry yelling Sirius' name.' Anja said placing her head on Remus' shoulder. This always comforted her while she was confused or tired.

Remus didn't know what to say or do. He felt sorry for her but had no idea what to do. Just like Hermione and Ginny did, he just sat there, and put his arm around her to comfort her.

'Maybe you should just go back to bed or go and make breakfast for everyone, give Molly a break.' Remus suggested. 'I think I'll come down today. I haven't eaten in a couple of days.'

'Okay, what would you want to eat?' Anja asked, she stood up and walked slowly to the door out of the room, trying really hard to keep eye contact with Remus.

'How about... eggs, bacon, and hash browns.' He requested. 'And no-'

'Toast.' Anja said while leaving the bedroom.

'Cooking up a storm now are we?' Charlie smelled the aroma of eggs, bacon, and hash browns as he entered the kitchen. And as usual, he was right. Anja had prepared a breakfast large enough for an army, well actually a majority of the Order stops by in the morning for breakfast so that would be close enough to a small army.

'Yeah, I guess so.' Anja said. She was bent down looking on of the cupboards. She wasn't really looking for anything in the cupboard she just felt like looking in there for some odd reason. Like she was trying to look busy or hide from everyone.

'What are you looking for?' Charlie asked kneeling beside her. 'Maybe I could help?'

'I'm not really looking for anything." She confessed and sat right down on the hard wood floor that looked as if it were about to cave in because the wood was so old.

'Then what is it?' Charlie asked sitting beside her.

Charlie always had this way of, how could I put it? Umm... he like digs down really deep and pulls out that answer and you have no choice but to answer. Which is really irritating when you really don't want to tell him or anyone at all.

'Okay. I had a dream again.' she admitted. 'You know the one that you mom told you about. That night that Sirius left. But his time I heard Harry yelling about Sirius being able to be pulled out from behind that stupid veil thing.'

'What makes you think that I already know about your dream?' Charlie asked giving his quizzical look to Anja.

Anja knew she should be telling everyone in the Order about her power, but she was told to tell everyone when the time was right. Like I said in the beginning Anja had only told her mom, her dad, Professor Dumbledore, and Sirius. And of course Remus was told by Sirius, and Ginny was told by Anja herself and Tonks found out on her own well you already read about that. (The only reason that Anja hadn't told Hermione yet was because she really didn't know if Hermione would tell Ron and Harry about it. And besides, Ginny and Anja where best friends off the bat.)

'Ginny told me that you knew.' Anja lied.

'Oh. I see.' Charlie said. He stood up and offered him her hand. She accepted it and he helped pull her up.

I'm really sorry Charlie. But I'm just not ready to tell you yet. I'm not even sure if I should know about it at times. Anja thought as Charlie walked over to the table and sat down, looking as if there was something that he could have done but he didn't, and started to dish out his breakfast.

Which was probably a wise move because at that very moment Fred, George (A/N: Don't you just hate it how everyone always puts Fred before George most of the time? Sorry I'll let you get back to the story!), Ron, Harry, Ginny, Hermione, Bill, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley came trooping into the kitchen all at once, which makes you kind of ponder: why did everyone come. Anja watched as everyone sat down and ate their breakfast.

"Come sit down dear." Mrs. Weasley told Anja.

"I'm not hungry right now thanks." She said barely louder than a whisper.

She turned and walked out of the kitchen and walked up the many stairs to room to lie down. Anja felt like she could pass out right on the spot. She felt so crowded all of a sudden, too much weigh on her and yet she didn't know why. Her head stared to pound like crazy, a sense like it was on the verge of splitting open. All at once she could hear all these voices in her head, and she knew that every thought belonged to person in the very house.

Back down in the kitchen everyone ate in silence. All you could hear was the clanging of forks and knife on the plates. Everyone was around his or her last bite and Mrs. Weasley had gotten up to wash the dishes and Mr. Weasley had just Disapparated to go to work, when this ear splitting scream came from up stairs.

"Anja!" Bill and Charlie whispered and raced up the stairs Fred and George following them, Mrs. Weasley holding Hermione and Ginny back in the kitchen while Ron stood up and Harry just sat there staring at his half empty plate. When they all reached Anja's room, she was lying on the floor eyes closed, cold drops of sweat running down her face, her chest moving up and down rapidly as if she were gasping for a breath. Bill and Charlie picked her up and laid her on her bed. The four of them stood at the side of her bed not knowing what to do.

"One of us better go get Mom." Charlie said, while Fred kneeled right at Anja's side holding one of her hands that were sweating abnormally. Bill nodded and left right away leaving George, Fred, and Charlie with Anja. George looked out the window to the back yard. What have we gotten ourselves into now? Was his thought.