Just to clear some confusion: This story is titled 'How he broke her Heart again' another title I liked was 'Picking up the Shards' So I called it both.
This is my very first piece of fan-fic ever, so please do me a huge favor and review! Constructive Criticism is more than welcome!
But please be gentle about stuff like punctuation or grammar. English isn't my native-tongue ;)
Now, that's all. Enjoy!
Prologue
With a small pop I appeared on the doorsteps. Raising my head a little, I looked up to the house I've lived in for the last six weeks. I love this house. I love everything about it. The front garden, the view, the big oak tree next to it… But more than the exterior I love everything that awaits me inside it: a fire, my favourite armchair, a steaming cup of hot chocolate and, most importantly, the arms of the love of my live.
A smile spread across my face, something that can't be seen often lately. Nobody smiles much these days.
In the past few weeks we lost so much. First Dumbledore died, at this thought I got a lump in my throat, then Mad-Eye… The lump got bigger. Capable witches and wizards all around us die, go missing or go into hiding. It's horrible.
But nevertheless there were two things that keep me going. One of them was the man inside this house, waiting for me to return. The other thing was the baby inside my belly. No, not THE baby, MY baby… Remus' baby. At that thought my smile spread even wider. OUR baby: a little of me and hopefully a lot of him.
'I hope he or she will look exactly like Remus, but have my ability. That'd be wicked!' I thought to myself while opening the front door with a series of taps with my wand.
I stepped into the dark hallway. With a wave of my wand the door closed and locked itself. Another wave and the lights went on.
I hung up my coat, still deep in thoughts about my parents. They're not exactly the youngest and the Cruciatus Curse left some marks. But they're better now.
It's been a week since Bill and Fleurs wedding. A week since Rufus Scrimgeour died, since the Ministry fell into his hands, since the Death Eaters broke into every safe-house of the Order.
Luckily nobody died. My parents got off worst, of course they did. The Death Eaters knew that the real Harry had been hiding there… But we all knew what we'd signed up for.
Sighing I stuck my head through the living-room-door, expecting to see Remus sleeping on the couch. I'd been out longer than I had thought. But he wasn't there.
Frowning I made my way through the house. Checking our bedroom, his study, the cellar, but no Remus anywhere…
I counted the days. No, it wasn't full moon, not for another 2 weeks, so that's not why he was out, but why then?
I shivered. Oh how I hated the cold! I decided to get a cup of chocolate before continuing my search.
Grumbling to myself I made my way to the kitchen, stumbled on the last step, banged my head on the door and cursed some more.
I opened the kitchen door and the smell of hot chocolate met me. I looked up, still rubbing my forehead. There, on the table stood my special mug, the pink and brown one. It was filled with hot chocolate, topped with whipped cream, a Marshmallow and Chocolate sprinkles, just the way I loved it. Oh, my husband (I still get a shiver of happiness at that word) knows me well! I picked up the cup, it was still hot, Remus must've enchanted it to stay that way… Oh I love him so much!
I took a sip, when I suddenly noticed the envelope that had appeared at the cups place. Slowly I put down my chocolate and picked the letter up. It was very thick and heavy, brown parchment, addressed in Remus' hand in pink ink.
I frowned slightly. It wasn't addressed to "Mrs. Lupin" like the letters I had gotten from Remus previously, but to "Nymphadora Tonks".
My frown deepened, I opened the letter and pulled out several pages of parchment.
They were written in Remus' hand in the same ink. I started to read.
This is my first piece of fan-fiction. Please tell me your opinion. I'm happy about any kind of review! Thank you for using your valuable time to read this!
Long live Magic!