A/N: Okay, I hope this chapter may be a bit longer, so bare with me! I seen the new HP movie, and let me just say, that the movie doesn't do the book justice. The new director (this is the 4th one they've had) David Yates completely missed major parts of the book and he just messed it up completely. The dementors look strange too.
Disclaimer: I own no one, J.K Rowling does.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
Tonks yawned tiredly and flipped off her TV, tossing the remote on the couch. Getting up, she was about to head to bed when a knock at her door stopped her. She went to the door and opened it, a bit surprised to see Remus standing at her doorstep.
"Wotcher Remus." She yawned. She wondered why he would be here. It was nearly 9:00pm.
"Hello Tonks. Sorry I'm here so late, but I… we don't have long."
"What's wrong?" She questioned, letting him in and closing the door.
"Nothing's wrong Dora. I just though I would give you this." He said, holding out a vial of potion the color of sand. She raised an eyebrow.
"Wolfsbane. It keeps you from transforming." He explained. Then she remembered tonight was the full moon. Glancing out the window, she saw the faint white glow behind the trees.
"Have you taken yours already?" She questioned. He nodded. She sighed, opening the vial and draining it. She made a face. "They could have at least made a better tasting potion." She muttered.
"Remus, I have a question." She said after a minute.
"What?"
"Why did you give me the potion? I mean, shouldn't we see if I actually transform?"
"Better safe than sorry Nymph." He told her.
"Remus Lupin, were you worried about me?"
"I…yes…sort of." He mumbled. She smiled and hugged him.
"Thank you." She was about to kiss him, but a pain engulfed her body, causing her to bend over in pain.
"What's wrong?" He questioned, catching her as she nearly fell to the floor. She looked up at him, and her eyes were yellow with black pupils. The potion wasn't working.
"Dora, listen to me. You need to try and stop yourself from transforming." He told her sternly, thoughts racing through his mind. Why wasn't the potion working…unless he had grabbed the wrong vial…. meaning he would transform soon as well.
"Remus…it hurts…" She whispered as the transformation began working faster. He couldn't reply, for the same pain had engulfed his body and he was beginning his transformation.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
THUD!
Tonks rolled off the side of the bed. Jerking awake, she found herself naked, but thankfully her blankets were wrapped tightly around her. Pulling them up with her, she stood up and nearly collapsed to the floor again. Grabbing her bedpost, she steadied herself before stumbling into the messy living room.
She jumped back in surprise as a hand came over the side of the overturned couch. Remus' head peered over the side at her.
"Well, that was an interesting night." She muttered, disappearing back into her room to change. She came back out seconds later wearing her usual robes. When she came back, Remus too was dressed in his.
"Obviously, I grabbed the wrong potion." He muttered, waving his wand. Her room became spotless and he sat down on the right side up couch. She plopped down next to him.
"I actually transformed?" She asked in disbelief.
"Yes. A few seconds before me to be exact." He replied.
"I feel so tired. I just want to get to bed." She yawned.
"Not so easy being a werewolf, is it?" Remus asked, smirking a bit.
"Well, at least you can't say you're too dangerous for me now. We're both equally dangerous." She told him.
"Dora," He began. "There's a reason why I've kept my distance." He continued quietly.
"Why's that?" She asked, crossing her arms.
"Werewolves mate for life. I don't want us getting into something that we'll regret later." He told her.
"I won't regret it Remus. I promise you I would never." She said, looking dead at him.
"What have you done to your hair?" He asked, changing the subject. He fingered a lock of grayish brown hair, similar to his own.
"Nothing. I haven't changed it this morning." She replied. Her face screwed up in a pained expression. A second later, her hair became shoulder length and lavender purple.
"There's the color I love." He smiled. "Now, I think I should be getting back to my own flat." He stood up. She stood up as well and hugged him.
"Thanks again Remus." She whispered.
"You're welcome Dora." He smiled, heading for the door.
"Remus, wait."
Remus turned around, only to have Tonks throw her arms around his neck and kiss him deeply. He was a bit surprised, but didn't pull back. He thought it felt…right. He was even more surprised when he found his arm going around her waist and his hand brushing through her hair.
"I'm sorry Remus." Tonks said breathlessly, when they had broke apart.
"Don't be sorry Nymphadora. You say that too often." He smiled.
"Don't call me Nymphadora." She warned, her hair turning a scarlet red briefly.
"Sorry."
"Now you're starting to sound like me." She said. She still hadn't taken her arms from around his neck. Kissing him again, she finally let go. He smiled before disapperating.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
The next time Tonks awoke, it was a few days later and the early morning hours. She could just see the sun's first rays peering over the trees. She made to get up, but found an arm wrapped around her waist. She shifted over to her side and looked a Remus, who supposedly was still asleep. She poked him.
"Are you awake?"
"I am now." He said. She smiled apologetically.
"I was wondering if you wanted some coffee." He sighed and nodded. She gave him a light kiss on the cheek before getting up, pulling on her robe. Wrapping it tighter around her, she headed into the kitchen.
By the time Remus emerged, fully clothed, from the room, she was sitting at the table with a mug in her hand. Another steaming mug sat across from her. He sat down and took the warm mug, taking a drink.
"Nymphadora," He began, ignoring the glare and the change of hair color. "You don't think we're… rushing into things? Like I said, I don't want wither of us to regret it."
"Do you Remus?" She asked after a minute.
"Do I what?"
"Regret anything between us?"
"Of course not." He replied, grabbing her hand.
"Not even last night?" She asked with a smirk.
"Especially not last night." He smiled. "But I still think we're rushing into things. We should take it slow, not only because of our furry little problems, but because of other things as well." They remained quiet for a minute.
"Oh geez!" She suddenly exclaimed. "I'm supposed to go help Molly clean up Number Twelve today. The kids come home from Hogwarts in a few weeks for the holidays." She explained when she saw Remus' look. She waved her wand and her robe was replaced with her usual robes. When she stood up, Remus did too.
"Tonks, before you go, I need to tell you something." He told her. She nodded. "McGonagall had put me on another mission, similar to the one Dumbledore sent me on." He said. There was a flicker of sadness behind both eyes when he said Dumbledore's name.
"Remus, what are you saying?" She asked, as her stomach seemed to drop.
"I'm leaving in a few days. The mission might take up to a couple of days, up to a couple of months. I don't know how long." He said quietly. She remained silent for a minute.
"You better be careful Remus. If you die, I'll bring you back to life and kill you myself." She said, putting on a smile. He chuckled. "I mean Remus John Lupin. I swear I will." She warned him.
"I promise I'll do my best not to die." He said, holding back more laughter. She smiled.
"I want you to be careful yourself Dora. Greyback is still out there."
"I'll be safe in Number Twelve. I'll be with Molly."
"You must remember that Narcissa and Bellatrix will have access to it, now that Sirius is gone." He whispered. A flicker of pain passed behind Tonks' eyes. She looked back up at Remus.
"I will." She promised. Kissing him good-bye, he disapperated. Tonks followed his action, but instead, she went to a different location.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
Tonks appeared a few feet away from the doorstep of Number Twelve. She silently entered the house, not making a sound as she closed the door behind her. The second she did, she heard three very familiar voices in the kitchen. Drawing her wand, she moved forward.
"Let's just kill her Cissy and get it over with! She's a blood traitor! Her and her whole family!" Drifted Bellatrix Lestrange's voice through the cracked door.
"Shut up Bella! You can kill her later!" Came Narcissa Malfoy's. "Now, why are you in our house?" She questioned.
"I'm cleaning. No one else-"
She was cut off by the loud thud. The sound of an umbrella stand hitting the floor combined with someone hitting the floor next to it.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
A/N: Cliffhanger. I know, everyone hates cliffhangers, but hey! I'm a mean person.