Tara woke up to the sensation of the most glorious foot rub she's ever had. She'd decided to take a quick nape after her last class with Severus today.
She rolled onto her back and sighed. "Mmmm. Sirius, what are you doing here? I thought you were spending the afternoon with my father."
"He and Anya were arguing about trolls. A subject Anya has scary and VAST knowledge of for some odd reason."
"She dated one."
"Wh-what?" He asked laughing.
"Well, he wasn't a troll when she was with him."
"Why do I get the feeling there's a story here?"
"It was how she became a vengeance demon in the first place. She was cheated on, and so she turned him into a troll."
"Bloody hell. The woman must have been a menace."
"No. She was just hurt."
He crawled up beside her in the bed and wrapped his arms around her. "I didn't mean to sound insensitive. You know, despite her blunt and often tactless ways, I do happen to like Anya. She means well. She adores you and your father. I have to like her for that reason alone... though I do have to wonder about this preoccupation she has with Harry's sex life."
Tara giggled and snuggled her cheek against his chest. "She just wants Dawn to be treated right."
"As if Harry would treat anyone wrong."
"It's not that. Anya is a strong believer in good sex. She wants everyone to be having the best sex they can possibly be having."
Sirius chuckled loudly at that. "And now I really like her."