AN: Disclaimer-I do not own Harry Potter, and if I did, I would totally not be writing this.

Well, I hope you enjoy the story! It's set before the seventh book, but trust me, it does not follow it.

Letting a small sigh escape his lips, Remus watched as Tonks walked right by him, her hair still that mousy brown, her eyes still that cold, dark blue. Everyone had noted Tonks' change, including Remus. He was just one of the only people who left her alone about it. His heart clenching as she walked out of the sitting room, he let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.

His Tonks wouldn't be acting like this, not in a million years. He knew though, that this was his entire fault. He had spurned her affection yet again, and for the same crucial reasons. In his eyes he was too poor, too dangerous, and too old for her. He knew, even if she didn't, that she deserved a better man then him.

Taking another sip of his hot chocolate, he stood up and turned to Molly, who had been occupying the couch next to his. "Thank you for the drink Molly, but I should go." Nervously eyeing the door Tonks had walked into, he went to walk to the front door, but was stopped by Molly's unusually quiet voice. "Remus, you need to stop this." Looking at his confused expression, she continued. "She loves you Remus, and I know for a fact that you love her. One day though, when you're finally willing to reciprocate that love, she might not be here. Don't think about all the negatives Remus, not now. There's too much death, too much destruction. You and Tonks both deserve to be happy."

Remus stared at her for a moment, before his amber eyes turned a soft gray. "I know…" With a small sigh escaping his lips, he bowed to Molly, and then with his coat in hand, he left.

Gripping the doorknob, Nymphadora Tonks could feel her heart tear when she heard Remus and Molly's conversation. Bless her soul… With a small sigh, she stepped away from the doorway, wiping away the offending tears. She knew that she needed to get over Remus, because she was tired of being rejected, and tired of the same old game. He had always made it so clear that he didn't love her, didn't even care for her in that respect, but just like every other fool in love, she had ignored it. Well not anymore…Steeling her shoulders, she walked up the stairs, and collapsed onto her bed. At least I have a mission tomorrow. I can loose myself in that. With an unwarranted sigh, she closed her eyes and was soon asleep.

When Tonks woke up the next morning, she could practically feel the adrenaline pulsing through her system. With something akin to a reckless smile, she quickly changed into her mission garb, and walked downstairs. Walking down the stairs, she waved a hello to Molly, her smile, her whole attitude darkened when she saw who was sitting next to Molly. It was none other then Remus Lupin himself. Keeping her gaze away from his, she poured herself a cup of water, and finished almost the whole thing in one gulp. Walking by Remus again, trying her best to ignore his heady scent, she walked to the door, and turned to Molly. "I'll be back in a couple of days. We're being sent to Albania, and since the case is red-coded, it may take a while." She was about to open the door, when she heard Remus' soft voice. "Be careful Tonks." Without turning around, she curtly nodded, before she walked out of the door and apparated to the Ministry.

Watching in dismay as Tonks left, Remus turned to Molly, his eyes tortured. "What did I do wrong?" Molly simply sighed, and put her plate in the sink. "A woman's heart is a very fickle thing, and whatever you may think of Tonks, she is extremely vulnerable in that area. Remus watched her for a moment, not quite believing the truth. Tonks…vulnerable? He knew it was entirely possible, and he had witnessed her vulnerability, but he wanted to think her strong, infallible. Instead of saying those words, he simply nodded, and walked to the sitting room.

Sitting on one of the divans, he sighed. Maybe I should tell her that I love her…what could be the harm? He laughed hollowly at the thought. Marrying a werewolf was one of the worst things a normal human being could do, except for marrying a troll. Rubbing his eyes, he curled up in the seat, and looked out into the window, into the pouring rain. Please Tonks…be safe.

Two days later…

Nymphadora Tonks was anything but safe. She and the two men that had come along with her were currently surrounded by Death-Eaters, and to top it off, there was a howl in the distance that only meant one thing. A werewolf was on its way. Keeping her wand tight in her grasp, she was almost fully aware when one of the Death-Eaters aimed his wand at her chest. Yelling a counter-curse, Tonks rolled to the ground and yelled, "Stupefy!" at the offending Death Eater.

Her two other boys weren't doing as well. Adams was currently being drawn away by three Death-Eaters, and James had been hit with the Cruciatus spell. Taking down the two Death-Eaters she had been fighting, she helped Adams with the three Death-Eaters, and in the process of helping him, she had been punched by one of the Death-Eaters.

They had just taken them down when Greyback arrived at the scene, with a cruel, humourless smile on his face. As soon as he came, the four Death-Eaters who had been torturing James suddenly left, leaving b James behind, pale and quivering on the cold Earth. "What do we have here?" Greyback asked, his emotionless voice echoing across the barren field. "I think we may have found supper. Isn't that right Cameron? Harper?"

Two other were-men appeared then, foul grins on their scarred faces. Tonks gulped, and as she evaluated the true seriousness of the level, she could feel Adams shaking. "Apparate, now." Adams obeyed, but James was just recovering from the spell, and Tonks could tell that he was in no shape to apparate. "James!" Running towards him, clearly aware of the werewolves who were only feet away, she grabbed James just as Greyback ripped his throat open Blood shooting onto her face, Tonks fumbled for her wand as Greyback said, "A present, for the Ministry." And just as the other two were about to attack her, Tonks apparated, with James in tow.

It took approximately ten seconds after Tonks had apparated into the Ministry for people to notice the state of shock she was in, and just what she was carrying. The first person who had noticed was an undersecretary for the department of Games and Sports, who promptly screamed her head off. "C…call for K-Kingsley." But over all the hustle and bustle, no one had heard her. Fumbling with her wand, she pointed to her neck, and said, "Sonorous!" Taking a deep, rattling breath, she tried again.

"Call for Kingsley!" And as her magnified voice echoed through the Ministry, everyone froze. Just a few moments afterward though, Kingsley came up to her, his calm, dark face shrouded in worry. "Greyback…Greyback and two others…they killed. J-James." Her voice shaking, she tried to walk closer to Kingsley, but she stumbled, dropping James' corpse as she did so. Her eyesight blurring, she turned her gaze to Kingsley, to only see that his mouth was moving, but he remained silent. Becoming disorientated, she fell to the ground, and the last thing she saw before she fainted was Kingsley and other Ministry Officials looking down at her, a mix of concern, to thinly veiled disgust on their faces.

AN: Well, here's chapter one! Tell me how you like it!