Drabble Central: R/T Crossing
Jackie's Note: I have all these ideas for little scenes of Remus and Tonks. I know I can't possibly write out a story for each, so I decided to do the next best thing: drabbles.
These drabbles may or may not connect; I'll annotate them accordingly.
This is my first attempt at R/T fanfiction, as well as HP fanfiction. :)
Drabble #1
Title: Heels Over Head
Word Count: 197
Summary: What's the real reason for Tonks' clumsiness?
Time Period: Book 5, Early Spring
He stood from a distance hidden in the shadows as she happily bounded about the room. He'd been staring out the window when she'd sauntered in unaware of his presence, popping in a recording of the Weird Sisters and beginning to dance caught up in her own little world.
He felt more than a little guilty, being as old as he was, and more so at the invasion of her privacy, but he couldn't tear himself away; the Tonks before him was anything but clumsy, and analytical Remus couldn't help but wonder why.
She was always awkward around him, but clumsiness was often the result of embarrassment, nervousness, or the desire to impress. The more he thought about it, the more he realized how wrong his understanding of Tonks' usual inelegance was.
His theory was proven true when she noticed him across the room. Gasping his name, her foot caught on the carpet, and she sprawled across and over the couch, landing flat on the floor.
When Remus helped her up muttering an apology, their eyes met, and he understood: Nymphadora Tonks was head over heels for him.
Or, as it translated for her, heels over head.