I'm falling
I'm falling
I'm falling, again.
No matter how many times I go up and down the steps in Grimmauld place I always, always manage to fall.
It's been this way since I was a child. Initially everyone is concerned, then they laugh and joke about it, but eventually it just becomes an annoyance.
I'm supposed to be a skilled, stealthy Auror; an asset to the Order! Not some clumsy girl who trips over her own two feet.
Now, all I can do is wait for impact, wait for the next bruise. Wait for the impatience, the annoyance and the sound of my own well practiced apologies.
Wait a tick. I've landed, but there's something different. This isn't the cold hard floor my bum has landed on so many times, no this is something new. I think what I've landed on is something pleasantly soft. Actually, I think that soft something is in fact, a soft someone; someone who, at the present moment, is trying to talk to me.
"Nymphadora, are you alright?"
Remus, I've landed on Remus; again.
He's the only person who ever calls me Nymphadora and coincidentally, he is also the only person who genuinely cares when I fall; he has never gotten tired of me or ever been annoyed by my clumsiness. Whenever he sees me stumbling or falling, he always manages to catch me, always manages to reach me just in time.
To be honest, he's the only one I ever want to catch me. He never makes me feel young or naïve, he always cares no matter how dumb I may look (which is probably how I look right now). When he catches me, though, I don't ever want him to let me go.
Come to think of it, I don't think I really hate my clumsiness all that much. Well not as long as Remus is always the one to catch me. No, as long as Remus is there, my clumsiness is my cupid.
AN - Hope you liked this, Reviews are LOVED! And thankyou to BellaTonks who did an Awesome job Betaing for me!