A/N: I feel like I'm letting you guys down, writing barely a thousand words for this chapter! Oh boy, I hope you forgive me:') Believe me, this chapter was almost painful to write, very difficult. Thank you all my lovely reviewers, I love you all3
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This was his first full moon, without anyone being there. He utmost missed their company. The feeling of when Sirius reciprocated to match his painful transformation, both becomes the son of canine. Even though he wasn't in his absolute physical mind, he could undeniably feel a tinker of happy emotion that he didn't want to attack a son of Adam or daughter of Eve, not attempt at harming himself. Sirius would keep an eye out, large padded paws at the ready to stop him from demolishing anything too dangerous or even Padfoot himself; but he never would as under the moons influence they were cousins. After sun rose, two slept on cotton candy soft mattress soundlessly until Nymphadora came in with two plates stacked with pancakes topped with peanut butter and bananas. As the two gorged themselves into the lovely breakfast, she would prepare hot, muscle relieving baths, unclenching the tense back and bone joints for Remus while Sirius much to his dismay, smelled.
In gratitude to the most loyal, destructive minded serial killer and cruciatus curse specialist, Sirius couldn't be there anymore. But he, Remus, was not short of company. As to assure her safety, he would not allow her to sit in with him while he is man wolf, where she would be most vulnerable to attack. But as the sun freed him from his curse, she would always be there; the bubble-gum pink hair and a smile that would make Satan look up from what he was doing and re-consider his whole life of wrongdoings. She would bring extra snacks, insisting he needs some food as he looked peaky. For hours on end they would sit on the bed, her behind him massaging his shoulders. She would help patch up his freshly made wounds the best she could and she left him feeling a whole ten years younger.
The first two full moons without either of them were dreadful. He felt as if he was in a dark, very dark tunnel as he was forced to keep walking to the exit he guaranteed was not there. His post transformation pain was throbbing as he pondered on why he was so reluctant to let Tonks in. Even though he had his own selfish reasons, who wouldn't want gentle fingers that felt like an angel caressing his sores and her plump lips kissing his cheek if he ever looked too grim, only for him to feel the burning sensation of her happiness to last all day.
His head still nagging about last night, emotions of deep-felt regret, sadness and hopelessness galloped around his skull, he rose from his bed, his knees almost giving way reminded him of the ghastly two full cycles of the moon he had to endure. He slumped down the stairs of Headquarters, eyes drooping; back hunching. The difference between an unfortunate body who got kissed by a Dementor and Remus were a close call.
He walked vociferously into the Headquarters' kitchen and collapsed into a chair. He rubbed his eyelids in feeble attempt to wipe any traces of tiredness away, and he looked around the room. Seeing as he was the last to arrive, the emergency order meeting assembled instantly.
"As you are all fully aware the location of Miss Nymphadora Tonks has not yet been currently endowed. And seemingly there are no leads or clues to where the girl is, the lack of Death Eater activity suggests that they're up to something. This suspicious behaviour is increasingly alarming as I fear anything the Death Eaters wanted from her, they have as they do not feel the need to raid for more Order members. Of course, Death Eaters aren't going to hand her back unharmed and well."
"Constant vigilance to the mind an' all, if she's already dead then what is the logical argument to finding her?"
"Kingsley did specify that it was indeed Death Eaters who caught the girl…"
"A good idea would be to ambush all the Death Eater's homes..". He felt vengeful in a way towards Kingsley; he was supposed to be the older, responsible one out of the pair guarding Hogsmeade. Wasn't he supposed to be the one protecting her in case anything happened? And it did. His Nymphadora was snatched right under his nose. She meant everything to him, more than people realised. She was related to Sirius Black, his only connection to his teenage hood friend. Not only that but she made him feel young and whole all over again, much like Sirius. And of course, she loved him; he often did question why such a happy young soul could love a broken shattered beast. With all these great treasures now absent what was a man to do?
"..and incredibly foolish and dangerous." What's life without a little risk? What's life knowing you had the opportune moment to help a loved one, but failed as a result of cowardice?
"A death wish if you ask me." Remus looked around in disbelief at the people surrounding him. They cared for Nymphadora, yet they didn't demonstrate any devotion to her rescue mission. It has been two months. Two months without his love can really wound a mans heart.
"My money's on the LeStranges!" Molly Weasley growled, her face flushed in red hot disapprobation for the family.
"We need a carefully organized plan to get to and fro the Death Eater's homes without the complete brood of Death Eaters noticing."
"And yet if we plan times carefully and linger too long in one area, the death eaters are bound to notice.."
"And in result of this observance, they will feed this information to Nymphadora's captor and they will surely move her elsewhere."
"We should start as soon as possible, to ensure her safety for the future."
"I will allow a team of no more than six to raid each home. Perhaps if we start the raid as soon a physically possible, we will catch the Death Eaters off guard."
"They've had two months to plan this..what if it's all a trap..to to capture us all?"
He lifted his heavy body off the chair and made his way upstairs, a spark igniting. Perhaps there is still a chance that his dear Nymphadora is alive. In no time at all his angel will be back into his arms, safe and sound, Having the beast protect from all harsh obstacles life has to offer her, Beauty and the beast, he mused and smiled hollow smile.
A/N: So i have two main ideas where this story should go. All you guys have to decide if you want the shorter ending or longer? Hmm? Review, review, review!