A/N: Allright all. Here's to my one reviewer, may he/she live forever! Thanks, really. For all of you who are reading this story, this is the chapter in which Bill is introduced- sorry it took so long.
Chapter Three: What's Wrong?
Feeling somewhat cheered after her long talk with Mrs. Weasley, Tonks strolled into the village, not feeling as dreary as she had when she had first Apparated to The Burrow. Her black hair even began to change back to its bubblegum pink. So, Remus was in denial right now about the wonderful life they could lead, but things would turn around eventually, right? Right.
So absorbed was Tonks in thinking about what she would do to Remus when they were married, she didn't notice Bill Weasley until he was walking right beside her. Tensing, she made as if to draw her wand, then saw who it was and chuckled. Bill always made her feel better; they had been in the same year in Gryffindor together and had occasionally pulled pranks on Fred and George before the odds were turned and they found themselves getting pranked instead.
"Wotcher, Bill," she said trying to be cheery. "Long time no talk."
Bill skipped straight to the point. "How are you? And tell me true- none of this lying and optimistic fewmets that you were giving my mum."
She tried to laugh it off. "You spend too much time with Charlie, Bill. Honestly, dragon droppings?"
"Be serious."
"I'm fine!"
"Nonsense."
"Do you really want to know?" Tonks knew he did… he had always been too curious about her affairs. It was his natural curiosity that had made him so good at the tasking job of curse breaking.
"Yes! Stop trying to evade the question, Tonks!"
Tonks rolled her eyes at her companion. "Okay, okay," she said, "Let's just go somewhere we can talk undisturbed. I don't like being out here in the open anymore for some reason, and certain people could use any information they had to their advantage."
Bill nodded; it was hard to tell these days, what with Voldemort being back and all. You never knew when you were being listened to, and when you weren't. And no matter how trivial the information, a Death Eater could use it to his advantage.
Tonks sighed; she loved talking to Bill but she wasn't looking forward to spilling her soul out in front of him for him to question.
A/N: Again, I'm really sorry about the length of the chapters in this story. I've been trying to lengthen them by describing in more detail, but unfortunately it is all too easy to write a short chapter. The next one is longer, I promise.
Thanks for reading, and please review!
Lady Mage