A/N: Ok I'm really sorry I meant to update sooner…. But … I got into this epic battle with my computer and I only half won…. So I'm lucky I have internet connection, beware that this computer thing could get worse….

Harry stared at her, unable to move. Albania? Did he read her hands right? Albania… it couldn't be… the place where he had been hiding… there had to be a connection.

"What… " Harry cleared his throat, he was suddenly very dry "What were you doing in Albania?"

She didn't move, not a muscle. The air was taunt like a stretched out elastic band about to snap. When elastic bands snap, usually someone gets hurt. Anna stood and stared straight at Harry, fingers frozen in the air. Harry felt resentment building, was she just going to stare? Wasn't she going to finally tell him something? No. She was just going to stare at him with her big doe eyes, a deer in the headlights.

Harry spun and kicked the trash barrel over, scattering the objects across the floor; egg shells, shattered glass, toast crusts, milk cartons, empty firewhiskey bottles, and the odd assortment of scraps. Harry Glared at them, fists at his side, knuckles turning white. On of the milk cartons began to smoke. Still Anna did not move.

Harry tore his gaze away from it at glared at Anna. "I guess you were looking for your D*mn bird."

Again there was silence, Anna sank slowly onto the bench, shaking her head. She buried her head into her hands and sat letting the silence build. Then she looked up at Harry, her fingers began to move.

No. I wasn't looking for the stupid parrot, I was hunting snakes.

Harry stared at her in disbelief, could it be? Was she talking about THE snake? Harry sank down opposite her.

"So… you really know? Know about… my…our? World"

Yes, and no. No and yes. It's … difficult to explain. For I am not like you, but I am not like your relatives either. I am not here no there.

Anna seemed to struggle to find the right phrases her forehead was burrowed in thought

Also, I do not know what I can and cannot tell you. I would prefer not to tell you anything about myself.

Harry forced down his irritation, he was not surprised. Anna never wanted to talk about herself.

"Fine. Can you at least tell me ... what made you go to Albania? Was that woman really your mother? How did you know to go to Albania?"

I was sent to Albania to find … the snake… but by the time I located hum, it was too late, and I ran into some complications. I was presumed dead.

"Sent? Who sent you? The Order knows nothing about you… " Harry froze, another question popped into his head. "How do you know Remus Lupin? Sirius Black? Did… Did you know my parents?"

I was sent by Remus Lupin. We are part of a group-

At that moment the door opened, interrupting Anna's explanation. Albus Dumbledore stood in the doorway looking gravely at Anna. Harry looked up half annoyed, and half hopeful, but Dumbledore refused to look at him, but instead looked at Anna.

"Ms. Anna, I was told I could find you in here"

Anna looked quickly at Harry in an apologetic way, but then turned back to Dumbledore.

And you have. Who are you?

"A humble schoolmaster," Dumbledore smiled kindly at her "but the real question is, who are you?"