A/N: Allright, here's the second chapter. I'm really sorry about the length of the previous one- that really served more as a prologue. In this chapter we see the scene that happens at the beginning of HBP. I hope you like it, and please review at the end!

Chapter Two: Tea and Sympathy

Sobbing, she flung herself on the bed. Remus, love of her life, had just broken up with her. Was it because of her tendency to make her nose resemble that of a pigs? Or was it because he secretly thought she wasn't worthy to bear his children? She knew that werewolves didn't live long and that Remus was fairly old for a werewolf, but they could have had long enough to get married and have several kids. She would have had the memories at least!

"Damn you, Remus Lupin," she shouted as she hurled a pillow across the room. "Damn you to hell!"

She tried to change her hair to fiery red, but it stayed the same mournful black it had turned when Remus had left her.

He had left her. Her, Nymphadora Tonks, the brightest witch and Auror in her year. He had just left her. Not because he hated her or because he wanted revenge. He left because he was scared of a committed relationship and was going to die. He took pleasure in selfishly depriving her of any happiness. Either way, she was going to end her life miserably- she might as well have five or six years of happiness before the rest of her terrible life began. And he had deprived her of that.

Well, by God, she was going to go out there and make a difference in the world. She would make him notice her. He would die in five years wishing that he had had the guts to not be selfish and insensible. He would die wondering if she would even remember him.

But first, she needed to talk to Molly. With a whoosh, she was at The Burrow. The pleasant rambling cottage was a sight for sore eyes. Tonks hoped that Mrs. Weasley was still up. It was late after all.

"Who is that at this late hour? Harry, is that you?"

"No, Molly, it's me, Tonks. Can you let me in please? It's awfully cold out here."

"What is your favorite jelly?" Molly asked, suspiciously.

"Rhubarb. Now would you please let me in before I freeze to death?"

"You always were overdramatic," the older woman said, "but it is lovely to see you again. Come in, come in!" Molly bustled about the kitchen, settling Tonks on the chair by the fire and putting a pot of tea on to boil.

"How's Remus doing? Arthur mentioned that he's having a tough time…" Molly trailed off seeing Tonks' face. "Tell me about it," she coaxed.

Tonks burst into tears but after a while the combination of Mrs. Weasley's wonderful tea and her sympathy helped her feel better. Getting up, she thanked Molly, said hello to Harry and left, wandering down the lane.

A shadow followed her out.

A/N: Dun dun dun dun. Who will the shadow be? Lol. I hope you like. Please review!!!

Lady Mage