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Chapter 7 : 7. I'll Never Get Over You Getting Over Me
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Chapter 7: I'll Never Get Over You Getting Over Me
Breakfast was more or less awkward. Cat and Alex prattled on about Cat's recent try-out, and Cat seemed to be convinced that she had failed terribly, but Alex tried his best to make her feel better, while Anna and Sirius sat in silence, avoiding each other's eyes.
"I'm telling you!" he said loudly, waving his spoon at her. "You couldn't have possibly failed if you did the Sloth Grip Roll, Cat! That's a very, very hard move - even for a professional!"
"But I have a feeling they weren't impressed with it!" Cat complained, and stabbed her bacon angrily. "I didn't have enough speed, and if I had had a little more speed it would've turned out better, and..."
Alex sighed, and shook his head as the blonde girl kept on muttering under her breath. He glanced at Anna next to him, and nudged her gently. She gasped quietly, and looked up from her untouched bowl of cereals with wide eyes. "You okay, love?" he asked quietly, but loud enough to make Cat and Sirius look up at them.
Anna glanced quickly across the table at Sirius, who met her gaze and quickly averted his eyes. Anna nodded stiffly, and looked down at her cereals, pressing them into the massive ocean of milk. "Better than ever... just tired..."
"Okay," Alex said, and continued with his breakfast. "So, any plans for today, people?"
"Another try-out, I suppose," Cat groaned, and tilted her chair back. "I'm really not in the mood..."
"Nope," Sirius said with a shrug, and continued to stare at his plate.
"I've been thinking," Alex began, and Anna looked up at him with a blank face. "That... maybe... the lot of us - the Potters, you guys, Remus and Peter, and Anna and myself - could go out for dinner, or something."
"What?" both Anna and Sirius said.
"We're all friends, it would be fun," Alex said with a chuckle, and leaned to kiss Anna's cheek quickly. "Stop worrying so much - this one's on me..."
"I don't know, Alex..." Anna began quietly.
"Don't worry," Alex repeated, and flung his arm casually over Anna's chair. "I owe you a dinner, and why not invite all of your friends, too?"
"Sounds like a date to me!" Cat said before Anna could say another word. "I'm going to meet up with Lily anyway, so I might as well let her know - tomorrow, right?"
"Yes, if tonight's okay with everyone...?" Alex said, giving Sirius an unsure look.
"Hey, I don't have any special plans," Sirius said roughly, and shrugged again.
His shrugs were getting on Anna's nerves.
"Great!" Alex said and smiled widely. "Who'll tell Remus and Peter?"
"I can do it!" both Anna and Sirius rushed to say, and met each other's gaze again for a short second. "I'll do it," Anna said through clenched teeth, making Sirius shrug as he handed her the chore.
"Whatever," he muttered.
"I'll make a reservation at Leaky Cauldron, then," Alex said, and stood up. "I'll see you tonight, right?" he whispered to Anna, who looked up at him.
"Sure," she whispered, as he kissed her forehead quickly, and left the kitchen in a hurry.
"Love you!" he called before the door closed after him.
Cat glanced from Anna to Sirius, and then back to Anna, before sighing and standing up. "Well! As much as I would love to stay and prattle on about my problems, I doubt they're as huge and important as yours," she said and grinned as Anna glared at her.
"Cat, don't--" Anna started, but Cat was already gone.
"See you later!" she called, and was gone just like Alex.
"I'll murder her," Anna muttered darkly, before looking at Sirius. Their eyes locked, and Anna forgot how to breathe. She stared straight into his eyes, and before she was sure she would lost all control, they both stood up abruptly, quickly leaving the kitchen.
They both rushed towards their own rooms, giving each other a one last glance, before slamming the doors as loudly as possible.
Anna heard Sirius put on his radio, turning the volume so high that the walls were shaking. Anna glared at the wall, behind which she knew Sirius was, and sat down on her bed, folding her legs under her.
"What to do?" she asked herself, blocking out the music as much as she could. Her eyes roamed to the telephone on her nightstand, and she grabbed it, putting it down on the bed in front of her. After some thinking, she dialled the all-so-familiar number, and listened to the dull tone.
"Hello?" a female answered. "This is Patricia Parker."
"Hey, Patricia," Anna said, and fumbled with the phone cable idly. "I... I'm calling for my dad - is he there?"
"Oh, hello, dear!" she greeted brightly. "Yes, of course, he's right here - hold on, dear!"
Anna waited, and listened as she heard Patricia call for her dad, and after a short moment, someone picked up the phone. "Anna?" came her dad's deep, alarmed voice. "Is something wrong?"
"What, I can't call you without there being an emergency?" she asked annoyed.
"Of course you can call - is there an emergency?"
"Of course not," Anna said quickly, and sighed. "Just wondering... if... it would be much of a trouble... for me to come over?"
There was a long silence, and Anna could imagine her dad's surprised face as he tried to choke out a sentence that would make sense. "When would you like to come?"
Anna sighed in relief, and closed her eyes. "Is now too soon?"
"No, it's perfect, Anna," he assured her. "Are you sure you're okay?"
"I'm fine, dad, I'm just bored out of my mind, and I need to get out of here..." she muttered, and looked around at the shaking wall, still able to hear the muffled music from the other side.
"Well, see you soon?" he asked, and Anna knew he wanted to know how she planned to come over - being a witch made travelling more simple, and her dad knew it.
"I'm taking a taxi, don't worry," Anna said, and she could hear him sigh in relief.
Changed or not, but her dad was still very, very weird about the everyday magical things, such as Apparition.
"Thank you, Anna," Anna heard him say.
"No, dad - thank you, dad," she said, and smiled a little. "I'll be over within an hour."
"See you then!" he said. "Bye!"
"Bye, dad," Anna said, and put down the phone.
Anna glanced at the clock, and grimaced. It was only half past eight, and she felt terrible for bothering her dad this early. Surely he had better things to do, but maybe it was his guilt that drove him into agreeing to see her again. Who spent time with their adult children, anyway?
Anna sighed, and jumped up from the bed, quickly changing into a green turtleneck, and plain jeans.
As an homage for Alex, she decided to wear the red bra with several Snitches on - the very same he had given her on their three month anniversary.
Without even bothering to look in the mirror - she knew she would face a real monster there - she kicked on her sneakers, and grabbed her bag, throwing it over her shoulder, as she jogged out from the room.
Apparently, Sirius had heard her open the door - which seemed to be quite an achievement over the volume of the music - and peeked out from his room, a frown shadowing his handsome face. "Where are you going?" he demanded, and pushed the door completely open, folding his arms across his chest.
"Home," Anna said, picking up various things from around the apartment, such as keys, and her wallet.
"Visiting my dad, you idiot," Anna said calmly, and looked up at him. "Why?"
"You're... visiting your dad, the man who--"
"Don't say it," Anna snapped, and narrowed her eyes. "He's changed - people can change."
"Yeah, apparently," he muttered darkly.
"Of course, there are those who can't," she said pointedly, and lift her chin slightly. "And never will."
"Bye," Anna said quickly, and rushed off. She didn't want to listen to him anymore than she needed to, and the sooner she was out of there the sooner she would get peace.
Anna walked down the street towards the train station - she had a better chance getting a taxi there than straight from the street. She checked her bag as she walked, checking that she had everything with her.
"Keys - check, wallet - ch-- oof!" Anna called out, almost tumbling over. "Oh, sorry, sir, I--" she apologized, brushing her long hair from her face. Her eyes widened, as she stared into a pair of familiar, black eyes, and a pale face. "Sev!?" she breathed, brushing a curl behind her ear. "Is that... really you?"
"Anna?" Severus said, his eyes wide. "Merlin's beard!"
"Oh, my--" Anna started, but closed her mouth in the middle of the sentence. She felt tears well up in her eyes, as she looked up at the boy - the boy who was now a man - who had once been her best friend, her most special friend. "Oh, Sev!" she whispered, and threw her arms around him.
She felt him awkwardly wrap his arms around her, patting her back as if he didn't know how to embrace another person. Anna could still remember - clear as the day - the last time she had spoken to Severus, and how she had promised herself to never speak to him again. But now, when she was actually facing him after such a long time, she forgot all of her promises, and greeted her long-lost friend.
"Anna," he breathed in her hair, and Anna tensed up. "I've missed you."
She pulled carefully away, smiling unsurely up at him. "You've grown," she said, and tilted her head to the side. "Will you ever stop growing, and put more effort on getting some flesh on those bones? You're making me look bad!"
"You haven't changed one bit," he said, and a small smile flashed across his face. "You're even prettier than I remembered!"
Anna blushed, and looked down. It only took that much to bring everything back to her, and she knew the moment was ruined. Oh, how she wished Severus would have the talent to be more tactful.
"Thanks," she muttered. "So!" she said eagerly, and started walking down the street, Severus next to her. "What have you been up to? Are you still... seeing your friends?" she asked carefully, trying her best not to think about his 'friends' that much.
"No, I'm not," he said, and the look on his face made Anna frown. He looked almost upset by the thought of them, and she reached to take his hand, but let her hand fall down instead.
"Why not?" she asked, trying to hide her relief.
"I missed something much more important," he said and smiled sadly. "I miss what we had... before things got really messy, Anna."
"Let me finish," he pleaded, and took her hand. Anna came to a stop, and glanced down at their hands. He let go of her hand quickly, and pushed his hands deep in his pockets. "Look, I don't want to interfer in your life - I know I'm probably the last person you would want in your life right now, but being without you has been the most horrible thing I've ever been forced to go through, honestly."
Anna raised her eyebrows at him, surprised by the way he spoke. The way she remembered Severus from her time at Hogwarts was so different. She remembered Severus as the kind of boy who didn't say much, but when he did, he meant it. He never admitted his weaknesses - except for a few exceptions, that were burned in Anna's memory for life - and here he was, standing in front of her as a changed man, admitting his weakness; a life without her, his best friend.
"Sev," Anna said, and smiled. "Don't be sad, okay?" she said, not caring how childish she sounded.
"I know I'm asking a lot," he admitted, as they continued walking. "But please - think it over, atleast..."
Anna looked straight forward, refusing to look at him. "I'll think about it."
She glanced at him, and saw a smile stretch on his face. "So, what have you been up to?"
"Nothing, nothing," she mused. "Trying to find a job - you know, it's really a challenge to find a Muggle job when you don't have any degrees in anything!" she joked.
"So you really did leave the magical world in the past?" Severus asked, his face filled with so many different emotions.
"You knew?" Anna asked grimly, but smiled anyway.
"Of course I knew," he murmured. "Your moth--" he began, but fell silent abruptly.
Anna snapped her head around to look at him, her expression unreadable. "What?" she whispered, her eyes wide. "Did you... did you meet my... my... mum?"
Severus seemed to regret for ever even opening his mouth, as he now struggled to find the right words. "No, I... well, not privately, but I saw her, she... Anna, she's kind of... well, I don't--"
"You met my mum," Anna said, and took a step away from him. "You met her, and then expect me to ignore it?"
"I can't... do this, not now," she said, and shook her head. "I... need to be somewhere."
"Don't!" Anna snapped, as Severus reached for her. "Don't follow me, please," she pleaded, giving him one last look, before running as fast as she could.
"Anna!" Frank called out, as he opened the door. "Come in - my God, you must be cold!"
"I'm fine," Anna said, as she stepped inside, her clothes dripping with water.
"Why didn't you wear a raincoat or something?" he questioned.
"Didn't think it would rain," Anna muttered.
"This is England," Frank said. "It always rains, especially when you least expect it."
"We need to get you out of those clothes, and into dry ones," he said, and walked around to the livingroom. "Patricia, would you...?"
"Yes, yes, of course!" Patricia said, and hurried to Anna. "Follow me, dear."
Anna walked up the stairs, keeping her eyes firmly on the steps. Patricia led her to Anna's old room, and rummaged the drawers. She handed Anna a large t-shirt, and some baggy jeans - Anna guessed these were her son Rob's clothes.
"I'm very sorry for all the trouble," Anna said quickly, when Patricia was on her way out, her eyes taking in the clothes.
Patricia walked back to her, and placed a warm hand on her shoulder. "There's no trouble at all, Anna - Rob wouldn't even notice if the house was on fire."
Anna smiled back a small smile, as Patricia closed the door quietly. Anna grimaced, as she pulled the wet clothes off, feeling cold water drops run down her back. She shivered, and pulled on the jeans, wondering, if they would eventually fall off as she walked. Just as she leaned down to take the t-shirt, the door opened, and she looked up with wide eyes.
Her eyes locked with a brown haired boy, who held a large sandwich in one hand, and a soda in the other. His bright eyes were as wide as Anna's, as he stared at her with his mouth open - and Anna could see the half-chewed sandwich in his mouth.
"Are you for real!?" he whispered, still gaping at her.
"Um..." Anna stuttered, quickly covering herself up with the t-shirt.
"MUM!" the boy called out. "THERE'S A NAKED GIRL IN MY ROOM!" he looked back at Anna, and grinned widely. "Awesome!"
Anna's entire face turned red, as she heard hurried steps come up the stairs. Soon enough, the doorway was crowded with people - in the back, she could easily see her dad and Patricia, both looking alarmed.
"I am so sorry, Anna!" Patricia apologized, her voice barely reaching over the cheering by the three young boys in front of her. "Robert Nicolas, behave!" she shrilled, slapping the boys on their shoulders - she didn't reach any higher - and elbowed her way into the room. "Rob, Finn, Jeremy - out!" she commanded.
"That's it, boys!" Anna heard Frank order. "Downstairs!"
"Aww, crap!" one of the other other boys said. "Come on, guys, the show's over..."
They left with dark looks on their faces, as Patricia closed the door quickly, looking more embarrassed than Anna - if possible. "I am... so, so, so sorry!" she apologized, her voice shaking.
"It's cool," Anna said with an unnatural high voice. She couldn't find any words to describe her feeling right now.
She felt violated.
"My son," Patricia began, as Anna slowly pulled on the t-shirt, still blushing. "Is... well, young."
Anna tried to smile, but cleared her throat instead, and pulled her hair in a messy ponytail. "He's my age, isn't he?"
"Almost," Patricia said. "Still, he doesn't seem to want to grow up just yet... he's still that stupid boy he was five years ago!"
Anna couldn't help but chuckle. Patricia reached for the wet clothes, which Anna quickly gave to her, and followed her outside.
"You can go downstairs, I'll just put this up to dry for you," Patricia said, and Anna looked down the stairs with a mortified expression. "Don't worry, Frank probably gave them the entire father-talk, so they should be on their best behaviour as we speak..." she said, and bit her lip. "Well, as much as they can manage, really," she added on second thought.
Anna suddenly felt very much aware of the humiliation she would face soon. She walked down the stairs, her entire body stiff of the cold and fear. She peeked into the living room, only to find it empty. She jumped at the sound or roaring laughter coming from the kitchen. Anna heard someone - her dad, maybe? - say something, and the laughter stopped at once. As she made her way towards the kitchen, she tried not to imagine what they would say. Anna pushed up the door, and saw the three boys sitting in a row att he kitchen table, their faces pulled in identical grins.
"Hey, there," Rob said, and waved. "What's up?"
Anna stared at him with wide eyes, and slowly looked at her dad, who was standing by the stove, making bacon and eggs. He glanced at her with an apologetic look, as Anna slowly sat down on the other side of the table.
One of the boys leaned over the table, his eyes wide with excitement. Anna stared at him, not knowing what he was doing.
"I think red looks good on you," he whispered, and leaned back, as the three boys chortled quietly.
Again, Anna felt her entire face grow hot.
A/N: So much happened in this one, so I really hope it's good enough...
- Lily xxx
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