PINK
The funeral was long over, and only a few stragglers remained, silently sobbing in their seats or consoling the grieving. Remus and Tonks were the only remaining Order members still seated; the rest were meeting to discuss the future. Tonks certainly wasn't ready to do that, and Remus didn't want to leave her. He suddenly noticed her hand trembling in his and he turned to look at her. Tears were now falling thick and fast onto her button-like nose. He slipped an arm around her and she gently rested her head on his shoulder.
"How are you doing?" he said quietly. Tonks sighed.
"I've been better;"
she lifted her head to look at him, "are you okay?" He gave a
small nod.
"I'll be fine," he said. Tonks released herself
form Remus's embrace, and tucked a strand of pink hair behind her
ear. Remus smiled.
"I'm glad it's pink again," he said, "I was devastated when you changed it." Tonks turned to face him.
"Really?" Remus nodded. "It changed because of you, you know." Remus's expression turned suddenly uneasy.
"So I heard." He cleared his throat, "Listen, Dora…" Tonks put a finger to her lips.
"Remus, save yourself the awkward rejection, okay? Don't worry about me! There's no point in letting me down easy; we're fine." She smiled, trying to cover up the tears in her eyes. She got to her feet and started to walk away. She heard feet running up behind her and stopped in her tracks. She turned to see Remus standing there. Without a moment's hesitation, he kissed her. After a few seconds she stepped back, her eyebrows raised.
"Whatever happened to 'I'm too old and dangerous'?" Remus grinned.
"You're a big girl, we can handle it." Tonks grinned back at him.
"Damn straight," she said, and kissed him again.