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CHAPTER EIGHT: HALLOWEEN'S NIGHT.

Harry must have realized I was a female during the afternoon because he made a face but had the intelligence not to comment. Once in the hall he joined his friends. The Halloween fest was for tonight. I didn't really liked Halloween. I was pretty sure Harry didn't either. Halloween sucks. There is always something weird happening on Halloween. Harry's first year it was a troll, on the second it was the chamber of secret. So I was going too stuck to him like glue. And if anything was out of place I'll be there to take care of it.

I stayed with the kid all the evening to his delight. I played with him and his friends seem to take a like in me even if the red hair one was a bit wary about another cat as he said. I didn't understand the comment. I brushed it off and take good care at picking stuff out of the kids' plates. I let Harry alone, he needed all the food he could get, he really was too thin. The Gryffindors were protesting to my antics, but the little puppy dog eyes were working like magic. They couldn't resist me and I stuff my face silly until the end of the meal. They were still muttering about unfairness and why I didn't pick up anything from Potter's plate. Remus Lupin was keeping an eye on us during the fest, the wink he sent to Harry and I confirmed he hadn't been whipped out of any memories. Not yet anyway. I could tell he was brooding over what happened earlier. He was keeping himself in check but he certainly wasn't a happy chap right now. My antics were lightening his mood a little. It's just wasn't enough at the moment.

The Gryffindors took me up to their dorm tower. It was when the Halloween bad luck decided point her nose. And as the common expression says: that's when the shit hits the fan.

The fat lady had been attacked by Sirius Black. The headmaster was pissed. Remus didn't know what to think that was quite obvious. Harry and his friends were afraid. There were fifty persons in the corridor and the only person with a brain working was me. No one noticed me as I escaped the kid's arms and ran down the stairs. Lupin was busy gawking but he had enough of a brain to take care of his friend's son. I took the fastest way I would have chosen to flee the castle. I picked up a scent. It smells like wet dog. I thought back about my conversation with the professor. Pettigrew was an animagus, and Sirius representation, who was a dog star, was also a grim. Maybe Black was an animagus too. I didn't really know but followed the scent. It was weird. It was like the person I was following was expecting someone to pick up the trace. But who? Certainly not me. McGonagall? She was a cat but she didn't know Sirius that well. Lupin? He had a good hearing… so what about his nose?

I shook my head to clear my thought. I was losing the trace. Black was definitely good at covering his track. Guh. The man had escaped Azkaban. I shouldn't be surprised. I hissed in frustration. I had lost him. I kept wandering around the castle for a few hours hopping I would track him down but I didn't have such luck.

REMUS:

I was pissed. I didn't think I had been so pissed once in my life. Moony was pissed too, maybe more than me. I didn't really know. I was a bomb waiting to explode.

My cub had been raised by a monster. He had been raised by Petunia of all people and I remembered Lily's wedding. Petunia's husband, whatever his name was didn't strike me as a pacific man, more like a violent one. It had taken us, the marauders I mean, all of our strength the day of the wedding to not hex the hell out of that woman and her pig of a husband. They hated magic with a passion. There was no way they could have raised a magic child fairly. I didn't know the extent of the abuse Harry could have been subjected to. But I knew one thing for sure.

I had to get him the hell out of this woman crutches.

I had one more big reason to hate Dumbledore. He had bumped my cub on a doorstep in the middle of the night with a fucking letter as an explanation. Anything could have been better. And anything could have happen. He could have died of hypothermia, he could have been kidnapped, he could… I stopped here. I hated the headmaster with a passion now. Moony was howling inside of my head. He was worried.

Worried about his cub. And worried about Ana.

Sirius had broken in the castle. I didn't know how the hell he did it. Hogwarts' wards were powerful. And he had passed the dementors. The wards didn't warned Albus of Sirius presence in the castle and he was pissed because he couldn't track him down. I didn't know why he had wanted to break into the Gryffindor's tower while everyone was in the hall. He couldn't have missed that fact. If he was looking for Harry, why did he do that? I had doubt about his sanity after twelve years in Azkaban.

And Ana had decided to play numb and stupid like a rash Gryffindor. I had seen her running down the stairs as LuLu running after what I supposed was Sirius scent. She was totally crazy, and she had me crazy worried. My lost friend didn't know her, I didn't know if he was sane, and she was running after him. What if he hurts her? What if he thinks she was there to capture and deliver him to the dementors? I was fuming madly. I passed pass Snape muttering loudly some obscenities. He gave me a startled look. He was already suspecting me about helping Padfoot in the castle. As if it was possible.

I needed to punch into something, preferably Dumbledore's nose. Moony was happily ok with that though. But he wanted to look for Ana before anything else. God he was an annoying little shit. He was obsessed with her. Well, I was a hypocrite. I was starting to be obsessed with the girl too. She was drawing me in. And she was wandering in the castle. I followed the old coot's orders quickly and started the searching party. Harry was safe for now, I'll talk to him about Padfoot later, and I didn't have the time now.

I looked every corner of the castle, corridors, and broom closet, everywhere. I didn't find her. In the end, the headmaster abandoned the research. I was fuming madly. When I reached my office all the anger that I had built up since the start of the year exploded in me. I casted a silencing spells to not alert anyone. I let out a scream of anger; it had been inside of me for far too long. I had too much reason to be angry about and I had contained myself until now. I started trashing things around the room in pure hatred and rage. I was fuming at Albus, at Lily's sister who was a monster, at me for being stupid, at Sirius for not being here even if it wasn't fair, and at Ana because as much as it startled me I had started to care about her. More than a teacher should care about a student. She was a puzzle, but she had so much life in her it was difficult to resist. She was fiery, attractive in her own way.

I had trash all Albus' toys amongst other things. All his tracking charms were on the floor. I could already hear him coming down the corridor. If he was hoping to calm me down he could always hope. I felt the rage building up again as throw a chair against the wall screaming a good resented "BASTARD!"

Albus tried to calm me but I was too busy destroying my office. I let him think I was mad at Sirius. I contained myself pretty fairly, because I was really tempted to beat his ass. I calmed down half an hour later, I had let out weeks of frustration on my office, I had trash pretty much everything around. I was in for a shitty day trying to tidy up the room. I sank down, leaning against the wall. I was so tired of all of it, and I could tell it was only the beginning.

I stayed here on the floor until six in the morning when there was a soft knock on my door I muttered a vague invitation to enter. I was moody.

It was Ana. I was too tired to scream at her. I just stared at her blankly. Moony and I were happy she was alive and without a scratch on her but I was still mad at her. She was assessing the state of the room. It didn't take a genius to know why I had blown up the office.

"Er..." she said awkwardly. "I guess it was bound to happen, you are stressing out too much professor."

I snorted. She had nerves coming here like nothing happen. I was angry again. She seems to realize that too because she glanced at the door before starting to make her way back to it. I growled. I had enough. The fact that I had let Moony growled at her didn't even get to my head. Shit. She had a way to rub me the wrong way when she wanted.

"Get your cute little ass back there Ana." I growled out. "And try to explain to me what you were fucking thinking about when you ran after Sirius."

I was so angry it didn't get to my head either that it was more Moony than I talking; he was way more obscene than me when he was angry. If I had been sane at the moment I would have realized that I had told my student that she had a cute ass. But my brain wasn't functioning normally anyway.

She cringed. I knew she wasn't used to be told off, but god she was going to get a piece of my mind.

"I am waiting Ana."

"We needed to contact Sirius and it was the perfect occasion, I don't see what your problem is." She answered defensively.

"You don't see where the problem is?" I asked menacingly. She winced.

"The problem Ana," I started slowly, "Is that Sirius has spent twelve years in Azkaban and we don't know if he is sane or not, he could have hurt you. And he doesn't know who you are. You left alone without a warning to run after man who could be insane! Do you know how worried I was? I had looked for you everywhere in the fucking castle!" I was screaming at the end. I had stood up and I was approaching her.

"I am sorry if you were worried about me professor," she said icily, "But I am perfectly able to defend myself, and I don't need anyone to look after me. I have been taking care of myself for years so stop being moody over nothing."

"You're telling me not to worry about you Ana? For god sake, you ran after a wanted supposed criminal who escaped Azkaban and who was one of the best auror of the ministry. And you want me to not look after you? Who do take me for Ana?"

We were now nose to nose. She was furious. God I didn't understand her.

"For an annoying professor who can't keep his nose in his fucking business!"

How could she? She was worse than me!

"You are the one to talk! It was you who came to me in the first place! You who asked questions about Sirius! And wherever you like it or not I care enough about you to look after you!"

"I don't need anyone to look after me I can defend myself!"

"I don't know if you can defend yourself Ana, because you don't want me to know! You're hiding your real capacity! How can I know Ana?"

"Fine! I'll show you! And if I beat your ass down you'll have to leave me the hell alone!"

"Fine! But even if I leave you alone you can't stop me for worrying about you!"

"Why not?" she asked.

"Because I am human and I care about you, you dumbass. Is it so difficult to understand?" I screamed.

"Yes." She said quietly. "Mostly because I am not used to it. Saturday, Lupin, same place, same time."

She started to leave. I stopped her.

"I have not finished. You got yourself in a week of detention with me for disobeying to the rules."

"What? You can't do that!"

"You are a student, and I am your professor Ana. You disobeyed the rules yesterday; you were out after curfew while everyone was in the hall for their own safety. So yes I am punishing you. Maybe it will teach you to be more careful."

She snorted and stormed out of the room. That girl was impossible. Why couldn't she understand that someone could worry about her? She said she wasn't used to it, she said she had been taking care of herself for years… Where the hell did she come from?

I didn't have any answer to that question.

I was exhausted. I didn't sleep at all, I had destroyed my office and now that the anger was gone I felt empty. I just wanted to sleep all day and buried myself in my bed. I sighed. I was lucky it was a week end. I was afraid Harry would pop in my office soon. I didn't want him to see the mess I had done, I didn't want to be afraid of me. He needed to learn I could never hurt him. He needed to learn to trust me.

I passed three hours cleaning the room. It was already time for lunch when I sorted it all out. I called Dobby and decided to stay in my office. I wasn't ready to face the headmaster yet and I didn't want him to sneak in my office to reactivate the tracking charms. I was starting to be afraid of his reaction, I think I had afraid him a little earlier and I didn't want to be whipped out of memories, a compellation charms wasn't a tempting idea either, I needed to find something to protect myself against Dumbledores' manipulations. Maybe an artifact for Harry and I would be a good idea. I had a feeling Ana could take care of herself.

Moony had calmed down. It was a good thing. It was strange how he was so close to the surface lately. Closer than he had been in years. And the closer he got the better I felt. I had never asked to be a werewolf, but losing the capacity to communicate with my inner wolf for years had been hard. It was good to have him here again. And physically I felt stronger. With the description of my state after my little interaction with the headmaster I had started to worry he had done something to my wolf. Moony certainly didn't like the old man, he was always very quiet when he was around. And he couldn't shut up when it was Harry and mostly Ana around. He still hadn't talk like he had done in the train but he was there again.

The full moon will be the week to come I hopped it will go better than the last one. The wolfbane potion Snape was doing would be certainly very useful.

Harry came that evening. I tried to reassure him as much as I could about Sirius but he had heard from Arthur Weasley that he was after him. I focused on stories about him when he was a baby to take his mind of off things.

I wanted to tell him about Sirius but I had realized that if I tried to explain myself it wouldn't end really well. Ana's logic at pointing things out was useful; I thought Harry needed the point of view of someone who didn't know Padfoot. It was necessary to show him that it wasn't just something personal or a simple conviction. Ana was the only person I knew who could prove him by A+B that my old friend was probably innocent and that he couldn't hurt Harry. She had done so for me and I wasn't easy to convince.

Moony settled gently in me as I told stories to my cub. It was good to talk to him. He was so eager to learn about his parents, to know if they had loved him that it was painful to see. He told me about his friends, Ron and Hermione, about his position in the quidditch team. He opened up to me a little, not as much as I would hope but it was something. He had told his friend that I was one of his parents' old friends so he could come without them worrying about his whereabouts. But he told me he didn't say anything else to them.

He didn't ask about the headmaster again. I had the feeling that he had already some reserve about him before the events of the lac. I think he was still processing the new information he had. You didn't learn every day that the man you respected had kept you away from the last link to your parents. I could see it didn't go well with Harry and that he was resentful.