The Other Aunt (A Harry Potter fanfiction)

Sweet Dreams

(AN: Anna's marauder name is revealed! Tell me what you think of it! I know it's a short chapter, but I made the last one really long)

Finally, after dinner Anna decided to call her husband on the witch's glass, knowing he'd be worried. Remus answered almost immediately, "Anna! Thank, Merlin. Are you alright?" She nodded with a small smile, "I'm fine, dear. There are a few annoying people I've had to deal with, but don't worry, I'll be getting my revenge," she gave him an evil grin that faded in to a concern frown when she saw a new cut on his cheek, "but before we get into anything about me, I want to hear about you. The full moon was last night and there's another cut on your cheek and I know it isn't an old one, because it looks new. Moony did it didn't he?" He looked down and she shook her head, tears in her eyes, "I don't know about this anymore, Remus. I'm having fun getting to know Harry, but how can I enjoy my time here if you're getting injured because I'm not there and I miss you SO much. Maybe I should tell Dumbledore that I can't do it this year and next year we can get you a job here? Then I'll continue my duties as assistant teacher/head of security."

Remus shook his head, "No Anna you need to be there to keep Harry safe and you were so excited to see your old teachers and, although I don't like it, Severus. We'll just message more and owl and one of us can visit over the holidays." She thought about it, "How about I come once a month to help you through your transformations?" He nodded, "Deal. Now tell me all about your day." She told him how similar Harry was to Lily and James and told him about Hermione and Ron. She attempted to skip over Lockhart, but he unfortunately noticed, "What did he do this time?" She sighed, "He's just being really annoying and clingy and flirty."

Remus clinched his fist. Anna told him not to get worked up about it, but how could he not? This man was deliberately trying to steal his wife from him and although he knew Anna would never go for him or any other man, he couldn't help, but think of how much more money Lockhart had and how he didn't have the problems he had or the scars and how great his smile was and how much more confident he was. Despite Remus' skills and intelligence, he felt out matched.
For a split second he was prepared to storm the castle and tell the fool to stay away from his wife and beat him to a pulp. After all, would anyone REALLY miss Lockhart if he was gone? Remus sighed and knew that he couldn't for many reasons.

He looked at his beautiful Anna, "Maybe I could just visit the castle one day and do what I can to get him to back off. No violence. Maybe we could show him how serious we are or I could talk to him." She sighed, "Remus, you are a very patient, intelligent, and kind man, but i think we both know you don't deal with jealousy very well and as much as I'd like to see you mess up that pretty little face of his, I'd hate for you to get in any trouble because of that pompous git." He wanted to protest, but to be honest, it was true.

It seemed to be partly his werewolf side that caused the overprotective instinct, she was pretty much his mate in that part of his mind, but it was also everything Anna meant to Remus. She was the first person to truly except his werewolf self and the first person who seemed to get through to Moony and almost tame him. He remembered when he first trusted Anna. It was first year and Anna had held a book in her hands that Remus afterwards found she had picked out when her parents said she could buy one extra thing to read on the way to Hogwarts.

*FLASHBACK*
It was on the train. Anna had to sit in a compartment separate from Lily and Severus because they were all out of seats and she volunteered so she could make new friends, so she found a compartment with only one boy reading a book. She opened the door, and cleared her throat to get his attention and it worked because he looked up and greeted her with a friendly smile that surprised her, "Can I sit here?" He nodded and when she sat next to him, he decided to try and start a conversation. He had feeling she'd be a great friend, "What are you reading?" She smiled almost sheepishly, "I'm reading about werewolves." He raised an eyebrow, " Werewolves?"

She nodded and seemed to be holding back excitement but it didn't work because he could see it in her eyes, but it wasn't just excitement, it was fascination and passion about the subject, "Yep! They are so interesting. But, I find it sad how much they are discriminated against. I mean, it's not their fault they were bitten or anything. My goal is to help get rid of their mistreatment and bad reputation so they can live their lives like any normal wizard. I've actually been thinking of programs to help young werewolves by having older werewolves teach them about how to cope with what is happening with them and there needs to be a way to contain them and maybe create a better environment for their wolf selves to be kept in. Maybe if a wolf had a pack and some wide open space or something, they would be happier, don't you think?"

Remus was stunned and intrigued. What a fantastic idea! He liked this girl. She understood. "Yeah, that's brilliant! I'm Remus Lupin, what's your name?" She stuck out a hand, "Anna Evans, and thanks. Usually people just call me crazy." Not too long after, two more boys joined them and in no time they all became friends. They all had differences, but they seemed to fit together like pieces of a puzzle. Like they were destined to be together.
*FLASHBACK END*

He sighed and looked up at Anna only to realize she was looking at him in confusion and he realized he had been silent for the last few minutes and he sighed, " You're right Anna. You always are, it's just not fair you have to deal with him. You shouldn't have to deal with him, not alone and I miss you. I hate sleeping by myself and eating in silence and not hearing you humming in the kitchen cooking breakfast when I wake up. I miss how you'd run up to any animal you meet and have an instant bond with it. I miss the way you would giggle and think it was cute whenever I got flustered or clumsy or did something stupid."

She gave him a gentle smile, "I know, I miss you too, but cheer up buttercup. I'll get to talk to you all the time on this and that way I can laugh at you from here." He pouted, "Don't call me buttercup...it makes me feel like a child." She shook her head, "Dear, you're a marauder. No matter how grown up you pretend to be, you'll always be a child. Like me." He laughed and his smiled softened when he heard a yawn from Anna, "You better rest sweetheart, you have work in the morning."

She gave him a tired smile, "Goodnight Moony." His small, dreamy smile was still there when Anna moved to turn of the witch's glass and the last words he spoke brought a smile on her face that stayed with her even in her sleep: "Sweet dreams, Red."