Howdy doo. How was your Christmas? Once again, it's late and I'm tired, but I was read OotP and had to write this. The first time Tonks sees her future husband. Enjoy. I own nothing.
"Miss Tonks, see me after class," McGonnigal commanded while the rest of the first years in her room giggled.
"Sure thing, professor," the girl answered cheerfully, changing her hair color yet again. She sat back in her seat and turned to wink at someone across the room. More giggling ensued.
Throughout the rest of the lesson, Tonks feigned innocence, the rest of the Hufflepuffs tried not to laugh out loud, and McGonnigal shot several glares at the girl. After class, Tonks walked towards her desk and sat in front of it. Of course, she failed to notice that there was no chair in front of it, and fell flat on her back. The stern professor leaned forward so that she could see her student lying on the ground with a confused look on her face.
Tonks sat up, rubbing her back a little bit. Her cheeks were pink, though from embarrassment or excitement it was hard to tell. "Oi, what gives? No chair for your favorite pupil?"
McGonnigal moaned, though the corner of her mouth twitched despite herself. "Miss Tonks," she said in as stern a voice as she could manage, while her "favorite pupil" stood up, grinning cheekily. "I asked you to transfigure something."
"No, you asked me to transfigure anything. So I did."
"I don't believe that counts."
"Why? I changed something from one thing to another. That's transfiguration, isn't it?"
"You. Are. A. Metamorphmagus. It does not count if you simply change your appearance."
"But I changed it to look like exactly like you. You should be flattered."
The Transfiguration teacher's retort was lost as at the moment the door to the class burst open. A tall young man with sandy brown hair burst in, panting heavily. He looked about nineteen or twenty, though Tonks could see a few grey hairs on his head. Odd. "Where's... Dumbledore?" he gasped, leaning forward with his hands on his knees.
"Lupin! What do you need him for?" McGonnigal seemed to have forgotten that she had a First Year Hufflepuff student right in front of her.
"They're after... McKinnon's. Whole family... Greyback said... And I saw them leave..."
McGonnigal had turned white. "Marlene McKinnon?"
The man named Lupin nodded, apparently too out of breath to speak anymore. McGonnigal rose. "Have a seat. I shall alert Albus." She marched swiftly out of the room, and Lupin collapsed in one of the seats, still panting heavily. Tonks still stood where she was, torn between the utter awkwardness of this situation and her curiosity. So she just stood there, trying to decide what to do. When McGonnigal did not return and the man was still breathing heavily, she decided just to leave.
However, as soon as she moved, Lupin seemed to notice her. His head shot up and he looked shocked. "Who're you?"
"Tonks," she replied, looking scared. Lupin looked puzzled as he thought for a moment.
"Not Andromeda Tonks' kid, are you?"
"Yes..." she said slowly. Did he know her mother? How?
He half smiled suddenly, looking pleased, though still somewhat upset. She wondered if she should ask who the McKinnon's were. "You don't look much like your mom."
Tonks closed her eyes with a pained expression, and when she opened them she was the spitting image of her mother. She raised an eyebrow. Lupin looked mildly impressed. "Metamorphmagus, huh?"
She grinned and allowed her hair to change to her current favorite color, a light aqua. Her eyes turned green to match. "Yep."
He nodded and looked contemplative. Then he seemed to remember what he had just told McGonnigal and his face fell. His eyes seemed to burn with and unnatural anger, and he let out a small noise somewhere between a whiper and a growl. He leaped up suddenly. "I have to go, Tonks. Tell your mother that Moony says hi."
And with that, he rushed out of the room. Tonks looked confused. "Moony?"
Oh well, she thought. At lease she didn't get a detention.