Jealousy

A/N: wmlaw : I'm so sorry i've left you confused. To clear things up please read my other Tonk/Remus Fic which is a trilogy of one-shots which i've based this story on. If it doesn't. Email me/ leave a review and I'll do something in this story.

To all others, your response will be at the bottom.

On call the rain lashed down on the glass of the Hogwarts Express, which was going from London's Kings Cross station, through the channel tunnel and onto Switzerland. This time tomorrow they would be there.

Hopefully by then, Tonks would be awake.

Moody had looked so furious when Remus had told him that Tonks had collapsed. That, I-told-you-so-glare. Why didn't anyone believe him when he said that whatever Tonks wanted, Tonks got. She didn't want him anymore, if she did, she'd have him. No matter how much his head was telling him to respect his dead best-friend's wishes, nay, threat. His heart would tell him to take the second chance and prove to her that he would stand by her to the death.

How helpless and frightened she looked spread across the length of seats on the train, hugging herself with one to keep warm while the other was folded under her head. Her eyelids flickered. She was dreaming.

Remus removed his overcoat and covered her frighteningly thin figure. His hands lingering on her shoulder a second longer than necessary. She held on to the coat as if it was her life.

"Remus." She mumbled pleasantly tucking the coat under her chin.

Remus sat back opposite her, his eyes begging for sleep. He knew he shouldn't. He should stay wake, and look over and protect his warrior, but his own fatigue took over and his heavy eyelids won. darkness and the sound of rain consumed him.

Tonks, half way between asleep and awake, inhaled the scent of Remus. She could feel the course texture of his coat against the bare flesh of her midriff. In her sixteen years, his smell hadn't changed. That day he appeared with Sirius and James, he still smelt of a winter's night, roasted chestnuts and pomegranates.........

"And where is my favourite cousin?!" A deep voice could be heard growling inside the house. Tonks was sprawled across a picnic blanket in the autumn sun, reading a book of poetry. A little complex for her seven years, but everyone was telling her she was old for her age. Her Aunt Bellatrix had even called her an old hag and a busy-body know-it-all. Her mother, Andromeda told her to ignore Bella. So she did.

Pretending not to be excited, Tonks glued her eyes to her book. She loved her cousin. The roguish Sirius Black was the coolest person she knew and could ever ask for as a cousin. He even had friends who checked her work by owl.

She was to meet him today. Remus Lupin. Sirius had tried to scare her by telling her he was a werewolf, a special werewolf who did not need to moon to change. Her cousin had warned that if she upset him, Remus would turn into his cursed form and eat her. Nymphadora Tonks believed him, but she wasn't scared.

There they were in front of her; the Marauder's. She picked out Remus at once. His eyes warm and familiar. Looking right at her with an educational gleam. He'd given her the book that was now on her lap. He was sickly and pale. He looked tired. It had been a full moon two nights previous. Tonks smiled broadly. She would not let the fact that he was a werewolf bother her.

"Cousin?!" Sirius growled, falling to all fours and crawling to her. She wasn't interested. Tonks' gaze remained firmly on Remus. "Don't stare at Moony, Nymph." Tonks blushed.

"It's ok Miss." Remus crouched on the blanket. Offering his hand.

"Pah, she ain't a miss. She's a tom-boy." Sirius laughed his hand dancing roughly over Tonks long locks. The two remaining members fell to the floor. Tonks blushed once again, offering her own hand to shake. Remus clasped his hand around hers and raised it to his lips-

"She's a lady." His lips grazed her hand softly. "Sometimes you forget there is an opposite sex." Remus added coolly, giving Tonks her hand back. "How did you like the book?" Remus nodded to the book that rested in her lap. She nodded shyly. "Which one do you like?" Tonks now found her voice. She loved the poetry. She handed him the book.

"The- the Tollund Man." Tonks faltered. "Where is Aarhus?"

"Demark." Remus answered instantly, his eyes darting across the page and back to Tonks. "That is a good choice. Did you understand it?"

"Yes. I think I did; Someday I will go to Aarhus," Tonks recited. "To see his peat-brown-"

"Oh, come on Nymph. I'm bored. Don't you want to play?" Sirius pleaded, back on all fours.

"-head, The mild pods of his eye-lids," Tonks ignored him. "His pointed skin caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-" Tonks screamed as Sirius' sheer boredom had led him to find an entertainment of his own; levitating his cousin. "Let me down Sirius!!!!" Tonks screamed her skirt tangling over her head. Three people where laughing. Sirius, James, who Tonks knew and used to love until that very moment, and the other boy who was still unfamiliar to her.

"Sirius, let her down!" Remus stood up to Sirius. Sirius had pulled this prank once before and Remus had not done anything. He would not stand by and do nothing this time. "LET HER DOWN."

She didn't know what had happened, but she was now falling. Falling right into the arms of..............

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"PETER!" Tonks woke up trembling, tangled in Remus' coat. Sweat leaking from every pour in her body. Within an instant, Remus was at her side smoothing her matted hair. She melted into his arms, crying. Her breathing raged. "It was so real. It was him. I- I - haven't seen him since-" She lost her voice.

"-Since James and Lily died." Remus finished, not knowing her dream. "He can't hurt you in your sleep."

"He didn't." Tonks rubbed sleep from her eyes and sat up. "It was the day he caught me... That friendly face. that "Hey, I'm Peter Petigrew. Pleased to meet you"" Tonks shuddered involuntary. "He went on to kill James and Lily.... He was a good friend." Tonks fought the tears. "No. He was nothing but vermin."

"Hush..." He reached inside his coat pocket and pulled out a slab of golden covered chocolate. "Eat this. It will make you feel better." She stared at him. Realisation written over her face.

"He was vermin, Remus. You trusted vermin over my cousin." Tonks pushed Remus' chocolate laden hand away. "You trusted vermin over me.You defended him to me."

"Everyone-Everyone was taken in Tonks." He remembered the night at the Hog's Head when he had blamed Tonks for tampering with his map. He had accused Tonks of condemning an innocent man.

"Let he who is without sin cast the first stone Tonks." He knew that hurt. It hurt him to say it. He wished to Merlin he could take it back. It hurt again to see the look on her face.

"What reason did you have to stick up for him? Sirius was my cousin."

"I thought Peter was dead. I thought Sirius had killed him. Why would I stand up for Sirius?! Why, why would I, if I thought he was the one who condemned James and Lily to death and killed Peter in cold blood. And there was no proof to the contrary... Even Sirius didn't hold it against me. Why should you?" Remus angered.

"Because he was my cousin, and you were my boyfriend!" Tonks screamed.

"Oh, give it a rest Tonks. He bullied you from the moment we met." Remus remembered the day all too clearly. "He was jealous that I could take his tom-boy Tonks away from him, turn you into the lady you wanted to be. And he bullied you because of it, and embarrassed you." He saw that she agreed with everything he was saying. "You went from idolising him, to loathing him. It got worse when Harry came and you paid him more attention. He couldn't do anything about that. I bet if it was me who had been killed, you would have believed that it was Sirius-"

"No!" Tonks screamed. She didn't want to think about Remus dying. "I was right though; he was innocent."

"Yes. You were." Remus brushed the flutter of tears away from her face. "But you still thought Peter was dead. Just like the rest of us. No one supported Sirius, because they didn't have the guilty conscience of a nine year old girl." Tonks choked back a sob and made to argue. ",to everyone's knowledge Sirius was James and Lily's secret keeper... By the time you were told that, you had your own opinion that could not be swayed... Look me in the eye, and tell me, that having that vital piece information would not have changed your opinion!" Tonks faltered, hugging her knees for comfort. "Tell me Tonks, if you had known from the start that Sirius had been secret keeper for the Potters... Been the reason why you didn't see Harry until his first year at Hogwarts, the reason why James and Lily lost there lives. Would you still have stood by him?"

"But I didn't know." Tonks muttered. "And it wasn't his fault... "

"But it was Tonks. He trusted Peter with Lily and James' lives... For that he deserved Azkaban-" Tonks feeble attempt at a slap caught Remus' cheek by surprise. Instead of angering further. He smiled as if he was seeing the child in her again. "- You've turned Sirius into a hero haven't you? My little Dora." He stroked her cheek. "They weren't my words; they were his. He realised he was human.... It's time you did the same." Remus raised up from his kneeing position, handing over the chocolate. "EAT. I'm going to talk to the driver."

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A/N 2

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Preview

"-Please sir-" Remus cast a lighting spell. "Remus?!" The young woman questioned in awe. Her hair was black, or it could of been the lighting, or Remus' memory. It hung straight and stopped sharply at her jaw line.

"I'm sorry-?" His eyes were searching for some familiarity.

"Tonks!" Her voice could not hide the hurt. Her cold grey eyes met his blue eyes. He then found it. That smile. How could he miss that smile. He smiled broadly.

"Nymph-" He began, she placed a cold hand over his mouth.