Hello readers! This is my first time posting on this site and my first time posting any type of fan fiction in a few years. I thought I would give it a try, I hope you enjoy :)
A Danger to You
The Introduction
"Aagh…" Remus raked his fingers through his already messy hair. Since the last full moon had drained the majority of his energy, he had been put on desk duty for the next two weeks. The pile of finished files surmounted to nothing compared to the stack he still needed to get through.
Remus glanced at his watch for what must have been the sixth time that hour and let out a sigh. The team of Aurors- his team- was heading out for their next assignment any minute now. He had begged Kingsley to allow him to accompany them, but he insisted Remus get his rest. Except that the desk job was only making him restless, and even more eager to get back out in the field.
He had just reached for a new folder when there was a knock at his office door. "Come in," he said halfheartedly.
The door opened to Kingsley and a woman, presumably in her early twenties, with hair as bright as muggle firetruck. He was certain he had never seen her before. And yet, for some strange reason, he felt as if he knew her, very well. It was an odd feeling and yet a very strong one. She smiled at him and the pain of being pent up in his office all day melted, ever so slightly.
Remus stood up from his chair and walked around to the front of his desk. "Kingsley," he greeted curtly.
"Lupin, how are you doing?" Kingsley inquired.
"Well, you know I'd be much better if I were going with you on th—"
"Remus, don't start with me. You know you're doing paperwork until I decide that you're fit to return to active assignments."
Remus rolled his eyes and leaned back on his desk, folding his arms across his chest. "Well then, what can I do for you in the small confinements of my office?" He knew he shouldn't be talking to Kingsley this way, his friend and more importantly his boss, but he was going crazy being cooped up, boxed in. And it was making him a most surly and unpleasant person to be around.
"I wanted to introduce you to our newest team member, Nymphad—" The woman scoffed and gave Kingsley such an annoyed look Remus almost laughed out loud. "Oh, my apologies. Lupin, this is Tonks. Tonks, this is Remus Lupin."
Tonks offered her hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Lupin." He felt a twinge of pain hearing her call him 'Mr." like he was some ancient Auror. He reached his hand out to hers and shook it. "Please, call me Remus."
"Ha, Tonks, you should feel honored. He didn't permit me to call him Remus until we had worked together for at least a year." Remus felt a heat rising into his cheeks at Kingsley's comment. He dropped Tonk's hand and stared at the floor. When he looked up he was surprised to see her blushing as well, tucking a stray piece of her fiery red hair behind her ear.
"Well, we had better get going, right, Kingsley?" Tonks said hastily.
Remus cleared his throat. "Oh, yes I would hate for you to be late on your first day. I mean, neither of you should be late. Especially the boss, Kingsley."
Kingsley glanced at Tonks and back to Remus and shook his head lightly, a small smirk creeping onto his face. "Alright, Tonks. Let's see how well you've been trained. Your job starts right now." Kingsley turned for the door and exited Remus' office. Tonks nodded and followed him out.
"Good luck," Remus blurted out right as she left. She popped her head around the door and gave him an impish grin.
"Thank you, Remus." She winked at him, then turned on her heels to catch up with Kingsley.
Remus walked in a kind of trance to the door to shut it before returning to his chair, slumping back into it. He ran his fingers through his hair and let out a frustrated sigh. What the hell was wrong with him? In all of his years, Remus Lupin has never fawned over woman, never mind one he just met. Besides the fact that he just met her, Tonks was way to young for him. And now she was his coworker.
"Merlin, why am I even thinking about this?" Remus whispered aloud to himself. He pushed the thought of her from his mind as he reached for the next packet of paper on the pile and began to write.
