This is going to be a longie I think. Well I know. I basically have the while story written in another 25 page word document. This is only a section of it. Well duh. Anyway.
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Chapter one
Tonks lay lazily on her bed while playing with her iPhone. To her, Muggle contraptions were just as fun as any other magical item. She had one earphone in her ear and was listening to some of her favorite American bands and singers as she scrolled through sites and blogs on the internet.
Harry was in the middle of his fifth year, and Sirius was stuck here bored to death. So, Tonks decided to be the nice Hufflepuff inside of her and keep him company, but also like the Hufflepuff inside of her, she liked playing and doing fun stuff outside. Unfortunately, Sirius couldn't afford to step more than 10 feet off the property in the backyard.
So here she was, in an empty room, alone for the moment, playing with her iPhone, completely and utterly bored. She groaned out loud, shut off her phone, placed it in her pocket, and trotted down the stairs to hang out with Sirius. Just as she was half way down the stairs, she tripped over the wooden crack that always (and only) seemed to snatch her while running down the stairs. Luckily, Sirius was there to catch her before she started tumbling down the stairs.
"I wonder how you ever are able to live alone," He chuckled and helped her down the rest of the stairs.
"Ha, ha, ha," She laughed humorlessly, "But I think I'll stay here. Unless, you want to live here alone?"
Sirius sneered playfully, making Tonks giggle.
"Speaking of living," Sirius started as they walked into the dreadful and solemn looking kitchen, "Remus is coming to stay for a little while. Think you can control your womanly hormones?"
Tonks snorted and plopped herself on a chair, "There is a difference between a crush and pure lust, Sirius. Besides," She grabbed a bottle of water that was on the table and took a sip before she said, "It's not like he's head over heels for me,"
"Yet!" Sirius said with such enthusiasm, he plopped the orange juice container onto the counter loudly, making the bottom start leaking orange juice.
Tonks giggled again, and with a wave of her wand, mended the container.
"And what exactly do you have planned dear cousin?" Even though they weren't technically cousins, they often referred to themselves as such.
"Oh, you'll see," Sirius winked then downed a glass of orange juice, "I've been bored to tears, as you well know, and now I have a couple of love birds to play with." He wiggled his eyebrows, making Tonks roll her eyes.
"Sirius he doesn't like me. He doesn't want to be with me, you know that," Tonks then got immediately sad. Sirius, being the sweet, caring man that he is (But it can be buried deep down sometimes) went over to Tonk's side and rubbed her hand.
"You don't know that," He whispered, "He really does like you, honey. But think about if the situation was reversed. If you were a werewolf, more than ten years older, and not enough money to sustain a family, would you really want to be with someone? Or at least make them feel what you feel?"
Sirius was never a deep person, but when he was…well normally he wasn't. This was a once in a life time opportunity, and because of that Tonks knew he wasn't bluffing.
"That's just the thing—if it were me than I would have thought the same thing. But what can I do to prove to him that…?" She broke off.
"That what?" He said in a very teenage girl O-M-G kind of look. His serious expression turned to a smug one as he said, "You really like him don't you,"
"No point in denying it I guess," She mumbled and shrugged.
"I mean really, really like him,"
"Yes I got that part, Sirius,"
"No, I mean—"
"Oh bloody Hell, Sirius! I'm in love with the man!" Tonks exclaimed, and just then her hair turned bright red with that rush of anger and annoyance.
Sirius's eyes widened, and he didn't really calm down until her hair turned back to her normal, light brown hair. It had changed from her natural pink color to brown since her feelings about Remus changed dramatically.
"Why don't you tell him that?" Sirius whispered.
Tonks couldn't help but laugh, "You don't think I tried, before? If he obviously doesn't want me then fine. I'm not saying I'm over him, I'm saying that I won't hound him constantly about marriage and children and all that crap. If he doesn't want me then… then fine,"
"But he does!" Sirius insisted.
Tonks laughed again, "He hasn't said that ever yet. All he's ever said was 'I'm too old," or 'too poor' or 'a bloody werewolf,' or crap like that," Tonks shook her head, "The way he puts it makes me think that he's just trying to get a hormonal, crazed, and love-struck teenage girl off his back. If you don't mind,"
Tonks stood up, pushed the chair into the table, and then walked calmly upstairs until she knew Sirius wouldn't hear or notice her quiet sobs from her room, muffled by her fluffy white pillow.
Sirius stood where he was, staring at the place where Tonks was sitting a few moments ago. He never really knew she liked him… or rather loved Remus.
Sirius had known Remus for a long time, but never had Sirius seen a girl show this much love and affection toward Remus. He then wondered why in the Hell Remus didn't want to be with her.
She was perfect for him! She loved him, she could be there for him, and the fact that he was a bloody werewolf didn't waver her feelings toward him in the slightest! Sirius was going to have to do something major. Or at least something fast before a war broke out and…well… before anything happened that could prevent them from ever being together.
Sirius shook at the thought of one of his friends dying. He couldn't live without any of them, even Ron or Hermione. He loved them all. With this thought in mind, he vowed to get Remus and Tonks together if it was the last thing he would ever do.
Little did he know…
Tonks woke the next morning with tear stains down her eyes, and a particularly suspicious patch of salty water on her pillow. Then memories of what happened flowed back into her mind as if someone was retelling the story.
She groaned and flipped on her stomach to check the time. 5:38. She groaned, rolled off the bed with a light thud, picked herself up, and then headed down the stairs to get something to eat. She didn't want to come down for dinner, and didn't even let Kreacher in to give her any food.
She side-stepped the crack in the floor, and made it down the steps without waking Sirius (She could hear him snoring down the hall). She tip toed into the kitchen, and opened the fridge. She squinted at the brightness of it, and pulled out a cheese stick and some orange juice.
Opening a cabinet that was closest to her, she picked out a small mug and poured herself a generous amount of orange juice before shutting the fridge and eventually finding the light switch and flipped them on.
She sat herself down at the table, unwrapped her cheese stick, and pulled her phone out of her pocket. She scrolled through her apps mindlessly, thinking of only one person. The one person that caused her so much pain and wanting that it almost drove her mad.
She hated the feeling, actually. This…this need. She didn't want to seem like some fan-girl who just wanted to hop in someone's pants. She really cared for Remus. She wanted…she snorted to herself before finishing the thought.
Why fantasize a life with him if he obviously doesn't want it? Before she could think of anything else, she heard a soft voice come from behind her.
"I didn't know you woke this early, Dora,"
Tonks practically jumped out of her chair. Actually, her reaction in slow motion was a) jumping a foot in the air, b) falling out of her chair , c) scrambling up to the floor and yelling, "Expelliarmus!"
Immediately, the stranger's wand flew out of his pocket and into the air where Tonks grabbed it and in a single motion stuck it in her back pocket and pointed her own wand and the intruder's throat.
Then she saw the person (a man)'s stunned, and slightly amused face.
"Oh my God, Remus!" Tonks gasped, "You scared the crap out of me,"
"I can see that, dear," Remus laughed lightly and reached around her to grab his wand back, "Nice reflexes by the way,"
"Thanks," She replied, then her eyes narrowed, "When did you get here?"
"Around an hour ago. Full moon just ended a few days ago, and I decided to come a bit early instead of trying to find a place at this time,"
"Yeah, yeah, of course," Tonks said, feeling bad he had to mention the whole "werewolf" thing. Not that it bothered her.
"What going on!" yelled Sirius. He was in a long grey tee shirt that covered past his knees and baggy pants. His wand was pointing past the two of us, over by the wall. He looked extremely tired, hence the bags under his eyes that Tonks just noticed.
"Remus! What in the bloody name in Hell are you doing here?"
"I came a bit early. I accidently frightened Dora, and she attacked me,"
"Oh, did she now?" Asked Sirius, giving one of his 'omg girl!' kind of look.
"Watch yourself, Black," Tonks laughed and returned to her seat and munched on her cheese stick.
"Weeelllll," Sirius said and exaggerated a yawn, "I'm off to bed. You know it's only 5 in the morning. You two have fun now," he called as he trotted down the hall.
Tonks rolled her eyes and flipped her phone on.
"What is that?" Remus questioned. Tonks looked up to see Remus's head cocked to the side, looking at the object in Tonk's hands. He looked down-right adorable as he contemplated what was in her hand.
"Oh, this is an iPhone. It's a Muggle device. You can call people, play games, go on the internet…"
"Internet?"
Tonks laughed and with a dismissive wave of her hand said, "Another day. Here, try it,"
Remus sat in the chair and looked at the phone.
"It says, 'Swipe to unlock.'"
"Well swipe to unlock, genius," Tonks laughed.
"With what?" He questioned. His expression was priceless and Tonks couldn't help but giggle uncontrollably for a moment.
"With your finger. It's a touch screen,"
"Touch screen," He repeated, and violently jabbed his hand on the button and dragged it painstakingly slow across the screen. He set the phone down as the page turned into a different screen.
"Now it says to enter a…pass code,"
"It's 1357," I said.
"But now I know it!"
"I trust you won't tell anyone," Tonks laughed, "Go ahead. Tap the buttons."
Remus, again, violently tapped the four numbers, and his eyes widened when the screen changed to the home page.
"Wow!" He said and picked up the phone and looked at it from the front and the back, "This is ingenious!"
"And they do it without magic," Tonks said, "I hate it when people say Muggles are useless. Actually, I think they are better than us,"
"How so?" He asked, still looking completely mind blown about the whole touch screen.
"Think about it, Muggles have to do everything without magic. We have it easy. Plus, they came up with most of the things that we use daily,"
"Oh no!" He shouted and set the phone down, "I'm so sorry I think I broke it!"
It appeared that Remus pressed the Angry Birds App.
"No, you just pressed a game," Tonks turned the phone toward herself and pressed the home button. Remus pressed the home button as well, and then a small box popped up, and Remus read it out loud.
"International love. What is that?"
"It's a muggle song. One of my favorite rappers sings it,"
"What does a rapper do?" He inquired, but Tonks bet he spelled rapper "wrapper" in his head.
"Rappers…well… Here, listen to the song,"
Tonks pressed the play button, lowered the volume, and Pitbul and Chris Brown started doing they're thing.
"I'm going to warn you, it's a bit sketchy," Tonks couldn't wait for his reaction. She knew he was going to pay close attention to every lyric. She held a giggle back.
Went from Mr. 305, Dade County, to Mr. Worldwide, all around the world You can't catch me, boy (can't catch me, boy)
Now we're International, so international, international, so international,
I'm overseas and about a hundred G's per show
Don't test me, boy (Don't test me, boy)
Cause I rap with the best for sure,
305 till the death of me
Cremate my body and let the ocean have what's left of me
But for now, forget about that,
Blow the whistle
Baby you're the referee
"How do you understand this?" Remus asked, but looked like he was slightly enjoying himself, "He's saying all of it so fast I can hardly understand,"
"It takes practice to understand him," Tonks laughed and they continued listening. You put it down like New York City
I never sleep!
Wild like Los Angeles
My fantasy!
Hotter than Miami
I feel the heat!
Ohh, girl, it's International love
Ohh, it's International love
They continued listening to the song, and luckily Remus couldn't understand all of the lyrics and the meanings because of the speed of Pitbull's rapping.
"Interesting," Remus said and set the contraption down. He yawned after a moment and said, "Well, I'm going to head over to the guess bedroom. Good night—well actually good morning, Dora,"
Tonks smiled after him as he walked away. She suppressed the urge to do a victory dance.