XI - Anthea

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Standing next to Remus wasn’t easy to Anthea. It was torture, really – even though it was Remus she wanted to torture like that, but it seemed as if her plan had failed… miserably. She sighed quietly as she dared a quick glance at Remus as he turned his head to look at the stars. A quick glance changed to a longing stare barely veiled behind her brown eyes. If Remus would turn his head to look at her then, she would be finished. She almost frowned at herself. Why did she have to be such a Gryffindor at a time like this.

Quickly turning her head away before Remus noticed what she was doing, she tried to concentrate on looking at the planet which Remus supplied the information about it being Venus. Venus… so pathetic – if only Venus could hear her now, she would laugh at her – it was totally pathetic, standing on the astronomy tower with the guy she liked, him telling her about Venus, who was a Roman goddess of love. It took all her effort not to blush at the comment and she raised her head a bit higher, looking more closely to the planet. Ah, there it was – a faint orange sheen that she could have noticed before, if she didn’t have her head preoccupied with Remus.

“Oh, now I see. It’s exceptionally bright tonight, don’t you think?” she commented out of the blue. Yeah, that was so intelligent –if she actually believed in Divination she would have probably started to hope again – but no, she couldn’t do that, it would be futile… Remus would probably never notice her in that way. Taking another glance at him she added, “Venus’s origins are actually from Ancient Greece, where they called her Aphrodite. She was the goddess of love, desire, beauty and fertility.”

She went silent for a few moments, thinking on what to say next. “Old Sumerians called her ‘she who shows the way to the stars’. She was the Moon’s daughter and the Sun’s sister and because she usually appeared at dawn and dusk she was believed to be a sort of link between the deities of light and dark.” Turning her head to Remus she gave him a smile and added, somewhat flustered, “I like reading about mythology, so that’s why I know so much about her. It probably sounds silly, now that I think about it. Who is interested in mythology nowadays? I don’t know anyone and whenever I start talking about something like that, people usually think me odd.”

She turned her head to the sky again and smiled somewhat mischievously, “Of course, I do give them several reasons to think so. What girl would be interested in the process of mummification for example? Most if not all of them think of it as disgusting.” She laughed a little and turned to Remus with her lips stretched into a lopsided smile, “And what do you think, Mr. Lupin? Do you think me odd too?”

She didn’t mind if people called her odd – that’s who she was and she wasn’t about to change her personality so that people would accept her. She liked who she was and didn’t want to change. If people didn’t like her, then tough luck for them.

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