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"Don't Lose Hope"

She never use to be a smoker, but ever since the war ended over several months ago, she felt drawn to the addictive tobacco. Nymphadora had not only lost dear friends and colleagues, but also the love of her life. Remus had been hunted down by a pack of stray Werewolves not long after the Final battle. The ministry could not restrain the beasts, and they carried Remus Lupin off into the night…The Wolves had found out that Remus had been a spy, and wanted their revenge, they believed that it was he who was to blame for their lack of freedom to hunt, whomever and wherever they liked. Voldermort had promised them these two freedoms, and now all they felt was hatred and anger at all creatures other than werewolves, Remus had betrayed the pack and would pay the consequences, by torture or death.

…The thick cloud of smoke drifted up into the night, joining the vast sea of dense air, hanging over London like a blanket. Nypmhadora Tonks, aged 25, with deep black shoulder long hair, legs hung freely over the rooftop of her London flat. She dangled them about thoughtlessly while taking another puff on her Cigarette. The stress in her from the past few months had reached its boiling point, she hated the feeling of being alone…ALONE, she hadn't put her feelings into words until now, and alone seemed to fit the feeling perfectly, because she was alone. Remus had gone; she was losing all hope that he would return it had been several months now. She had stopped attending order meetings, she couldn't face their gentle words of comfort, she felt like she would die every time she was pat on the back and told to keep up the hope. She didn't want to be disappointed anymore! She just wanted to be left to mourn for her loss.

Her Grey eyes started to prickle as she lightly touched the black dog collar she wore on her wrists. It had been her cousin Sirius's collar for when he was Snuffles. Remus and her would take him for walks in the park near Grimwald place. That had been where he had first kissed her.

…Snuffles was playing with some children in the far corner of the grassy park, barking and chasing sticks the kids would throw for him. The morning dew still clinged to the fresh grass, Remus took of his cloak and laid it on the moist ground for him and tonks to share.

"Ever the gentlemen aren't you, Mr Lupin" Tonks said with a small twinkle in her Lilac eyes.

"Yes, Well Nymphadora", Tonks, hit him gently on his upper arm when he said her full name, but Remus continued as if not been interrupted at all, "I've got to make up for Sirius's lack of manners somehow, mustn't I?"

"With your manners Remus, you could make up for the mistakes of the whole population", whispered Tonks as she leaned forward slightly, getting closer to him.

Remus could feel her warm breath on his face, she smelt so fresh and inviting, his head tilted towards her ever so slightly, as hers tilted to prepare for his decent on her lips. Her lips were as soft as rose buds, and the colour reflected the early morning frost, they were so perfect in his eyes. The kiss wasn't a fierce kiss, but tender, and sweet. He moved in closer and cupped her heart shaped face in his careful hands and pulled her into him.

It felt like a lifetime for her, his gentle touch on her lips. When at last they slowly broke apart, she leaned back and looked up into his smiling grey eyes, with her shining Lilac ones and whispered, "Do that again would you…"

"Shit!" Cried Tonks in pain. Her cigarette had burnt down to the end, whilst she was thinking of Remus, and singed her finger. She got up from her perch slowly and stubbed out the rest of her smoke, before flinging it off the side into the quite street below. She scuffed in her pink fluffy slippers on her way inside the flat whilst drawing her dressing gown around her tightly. The temperature outside had dropped and she felt Goosebumps over her arms from the London night chill. She shut the outside door and locked it with an Alhomora spell, before climbing into her warm bed and drifting off into a soundless slumber for the night.

The Sun poured in through her open window that morning, Tonks Grunted as she strained her eyes from the bright light. She stumbles towards the bathroom, but on passing the clock on the wall that read, 8:37am she doubled back, and groaned whilst putting her tired hands in her face! This would be the third time she was late to work this week alone! She forgot about the bathroom and uses a cleaning charm on herself before throwing on some clean clothes and apparating to the ministry. Tonks walked up to the sign in desk and tried sweet talking Todd the Clerk. "C'mon Toddy, just write me in the book a little earlier, that's all I'm asking mate!" pleaded Tonks. It was going to be her ass on the line if she was seen late again today. Scrimurger was keeping a close eye on her lately, waiting for her to slip up on duty, so he could fire her. Shacklebolt had covered for her too many times to count since Remus had gone.

"Sorry Tonks, no can do today, last week was the last time, Scrimouger found out and completely blew his rocket at me!" replied Todd with a frown upon his face.

"It's all right Todd, wish me luck then." With that Tonks, Swivelled on her heel, her arms flailing around with her, and then 'Slap' one came into contact with none other than Shacklebolt, right square in the face. "Crap…"groaned Tonks as she looked up into an angry face of her boss.

A/N

Hey, people. Okay, so this was my start to a tale bout Tonk's life after the war. As you can see, it's not all its cracked up to be heh. Expect to see more of Remus in the next chapter and feel free to help em with some ideas. I would much appreciate some names for Werewolves…

Thanks.