It's not like he hasn't gone through this before. The rush he gets when he steps into the moonlight. Then, the pain. The pain that starts at his back, then works its way throughout his body. But, this time was different.
"Tonks," He thought as his face began to take shape.
"Tonks," He thought again as he grew a tail.
"Tonks!" He howled her name as he finished the transformation. The other werewolves looked at him in confusion. The underground tunnel was where Albus Dumbledore had sent him. Therefore, where he was now. He had been having trouble convincing the other werewolves to join the better side. Damn that Fenrir Greyback.
Remus lay down as he gathered many stares from his "friends". His real friends were not here. They belonged to the Order. Kingsley, Dumbledore, McGonagall, Molly, Arthur, Sirius-
"No!" He thought. He had avoided the thought of his best friend for so long.
He continued to name names in his mind. Fred, George, Harry, Hermione, Ginny, Ron, and Tonks.
Tonks was the reason this transformation was so difficult. Before he had left, she had pronounced her love for him. He knew he was too dangerous for her. Being a werewolf was the reason. She told him she didn't care, and not to leave. He had to go, for the Order, for Dumbledore, for Harry, for the greater good.
She was far too young for him. Not only that but she was Sirius cousin-
"NO!" He howled and the werewolves looked at him in surprise.
"My life is hell," he thought as he ignored oncoming footsteps approaching him. A werewolf leaned down over him and whispered.
"Hello Remus."
Tonks.
