This chapter makes me ashamed to call myself a writer, but I just needed to fill some space between here and there. I'm not kidding, nor am I trying to get reviews saying "aw, it wasn't that bad." I have never been more serious in my life.Do me a favor and read the rest of this note, then skip right to the very last three sentences in the chapter, because those are the only words of value on this page, and never lay eyes on what's written in between.
By the next day, we found out that the Slytherin captain had been removed from the team. I, of course, was hardly surprised---I had seen the level of McGonagall's anger and thought the punishment would have been harsher.
Soon all the Gryffindors knew me by name, and I blushed each time I was congratulated...I was glad to finally acccomplish something.
The only person who didn't say anything to me was Lupin. In fact, I didn't see him for the rest of the night...
My feet suddenly left the floor. Sirius swung me around, like he used to do when we were much younger, then dropped me into an armchair. I got back to my feet looking embarrassed.
"Sirius!"
He was estatic, clearly brimming with pride for me.
"Nice one!" he said again, before running over to a group of chatting Gryffindors, informing them that I was related.
I shook my head, half fondly, half exasperatedly, before going up for bed.
The dormitory was bathed in silver moonlight. It filtered through the curtains and left square patches across the floor, much like it had on the night I met Remus.
I smiled at it before getting in bed (don't act like you don't smile at random things from time to time), a lonely, distant howl putting me to sleep---
While the previous day's occcurences had boosted my confidence, there was still the question of my schoolwork. There had been a consistent drop in my grades, particularly in History of Magic and Defense Against the Dark Arts. Unfortunetly my mother recieved note of this and wrote back. In midst of all the cooing and I miss yous, she tolf me to get my act together or there'd be consequences.
"Can't help you there Tonks," Blake (woah...almost forgot he was in existence.) told me rather regretfully. "My grades aren't much higher up than yours."
Sirius, still wildly pleased with my success, offered advice at once.
"I'm not too good at that stuff, but Remus is, I'll ask him to help out. And Allyson Beal in our year is almost as good as Binn's himself."
I, predictably, blushed on hearing Remus' name. Blake gave a defeated sort of grin, but I couldn't help but notice a deflated look in his eye.
A few days later, when Remus made a sudden reappearance, he said he wouldn;t mind helping out, and neather did this Allyson Beal.
I waited in the common room that night, wringing my hands nervously. Remus and the other girl were due any minute...
In just a few short moments later the pair of them came in through the portrait, laughing heartily.
"This is Nymphadora Tonks," Remus explained to the girl. This was the first time I seen him up close for a week---I couldn't even find it in me to correct him.
The girl gave a bright smile. "I'm Allyson," she told me, gathering a few books and striding over to an empty table. Remus followed and we went straight to work.
As he talked, I nodded and took notes, but really I just used it as an excuse to look at him.
And when the other girl talked---Allyson or whatever she was called--- I was forced to turn away from Remus and watch her, all the while casting discrete glances in his direction.
In an hour or so we were finished. I was left with notes, knowledge, and a hunger for more tutoring.
"So how'd it go?" Sirius asked, plopping down beside me.
"It was fine," I told him, rolling up the noted and beginning to stow them in my bag. "I'm pretty sure I'll pass the next test...so who was that girl? I got more out of her than I could've ever hoped from Binns." Considering I hardly paid attention to her this was a very high compliment.
Sirius popped a piece of mystery candy in his mouth and offered me one. "Oh, Allyson? She's Remus' girlfriend."
I dropped the last three pieces of parchment; they rolled across the length of the room and opned at the foot of the portrait door. I spared them no attention, instead focusing my eyes on Sirius', wide, unblinking...
"G-girlfriend?!"
