So, I don't do Hetero sex scenes, sorry if that's going to disappointed any of you. Trust me, it's better this way. I try! And...it's a disaster. Anyway, there's going to be one more chapter, I decided that it seems to be winding down, I just want to thank those of you that keep coming back and reviewing, trust me, I know, and I really appreciate it. Seriously, thanks guys.


As the minutes past I felt the guilt start to tighten around my stomach, clenching and unclenching its hateful fist. I shivered, overwhelmed by all of the emotions I was feeling, Bella held me tighter, her soft curls against my cheek giving me the oddest sense of comfort.

"Tonks…" she breathed, feeling me sigh into her hair, "Please…don't feel as if this is your fault." She paused, shifting her head on my shoulder, "Because, it's not, it's mine" the words washed over me, taking a minute to sink in.

"What?" I asked, shocked, not comprehending how she could have turned the situation to make it her fault.

"I should have been more careful." She pulled back, keeping her hands planted firmly on my shoulders, looking me squarely in the eye.

"I have a thought." Her expression was hard, her breathing uneven, I gave her a questioning look.

"He knows you. And he knows that you're mine, and that you're the reason why I've stopped coming to him…perhaps…if you came with me…" she trailed off, cut off by the loud gasp I felt leave my lips, my eyes widening with it.

"You..want me to come with you…t-t-to see the d-dark lord?" I couldn't keep the sudden jolt of fear that coursed through me from showing in my voice.

"Yes, love, he's not as scary as you may think…" she herself seemed unconvinced of her words and looked down as she said them, probably fearing I would see the lie deeply embedded in her chocolate eyes.

"Bella! He loves you! What am I? I'm some blood traitor you've gone and fallen in love with…" I blushed, did I just say that? Who was I to tell Bella that she was in love with me? Oh…god, what did I do.

"He should hate me even more for that…" I added quietly, hoping by some stroke of luck that she would forget the previous sentence.

To my immense surprise her gaze softened and she took my face lightly between her hands, "Or, he could be happy that I did find someone to fall in love with." She kissed me lightly, I melted, I couldn't believe I'd heard what I just did. It was more than I could ever have hoped to hear, and more than I ever thought possible too.

I felt complete, like we had evened out, like I didn't have to question whether every move was right, and whether I was saying the right thing at the right time.

"I…" I couldn't find words, so I just pressed my lips to hers instead, savoring the taste, pouring my answer into that kiss, telling her I would follow her anywhere, even if that meant into the lair of the dark lord himself.

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"Come on!" Bella hissed at me, glancing at the clock in the hallway with a frustrated look on her face.

"I'm coming!" I hissed back, murmuring the last incantations at the bedroom door before I made my way to her. "Okay…" I finally said, smoothing my robes and making sure my hair was a presentable color...not that it mattered; it would change as soon as I saw…him anyway.

"Good…" she finally smiled and kissed me quickly. "You will be fine." She added, noting the color draining from my face and my hands that were starting to shake.

I nodded, watching her silently pick up the milky white powder, letting it rest a moment in her hand and then tossing it into the roaring fire. At once the flames shot up emerald green, looking more menacing than anything I had ever seen.

"Together?" she asked, holding out her hand, I took it gratefully squeezing gently as we stepped into the fire.

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My mouth was full of soot and dirt, I coughed and sputtered as I glanced up, Bella's pale hand was in front of my face, I grasped it and she helped me to my feet.

She waved her wand at me casually and the soot disappeared, I smiled my thanks at her, and she smiled back, the action more strained than usual. Her chest rose dramatically and she entwined her fingers with mine, tugging slightly in the direction of a cast iron door before she started walking.

Before we had reached the door it swung open. The room was nothing special, a red velvet recliner chair and a fire, a bookshelf, a rug, nothing out of the ordinary…but the voice…

"Oh, Bella, so this is the object of your affection." The cold voice echoed through the chamber, I felt a violent spasm of shivers run through me, Bella stiffened, clutching my hand tighter.

"Y-yes, my Lord." She answered, bowing slightly even though he wasn't facing us.

"She's very pretty." The cold voice answered back, goose bumps were rising on my arms now.

"Yes, my Lord" Bella answered again, slightly more sure, but I could still tell she was afraid.

I felt the action a split second before it happened, a cringe started to form as he was standing, and then those eyes were focused on me, probing my mind…invading the most private of my thoughts.

"What has she done to you?" the voice was in my head, Bella was looking at me, horrified, her gaze flickering from him to me.

My mind automatically jumped to me in bed with Bella, tied up, her running her finger teasingly up my naked thigh, her knee pressed harshly against my hot center…

I groaned, falling to my knees, trying desperately to block the precious images.

"You cannot hide from me…little girl, do you know who I am? Do not fight me…WHAT HAS SHE DONE TO YOU?"

Bella's hands running softly across my stomach, her soft whisper in my ear, the tickle of her curls on my breast, the feel of her lips on mine.

Her fingers expertly drawing an orgasm out of the depths of me, her lips making me moan like I never have before.

I felt him leaving my mind, the soft click as the doors to my memories shut again, leaving me alone with my thoughts. The feeling seemed foreign, I glanced at Bella, her eyes were glazed with cold fear.

"Bella…Bella, my pet, do not fret, I'm sure we can work something good out of this very tricky situation." His eyes had trained on hers.

"Y-yes! Of course my Lord!" she fell to her knees at his feet, bowing as low as she could go, her nose almost touching the rug at his feet. I thought I saw a flicker of satisfaction cross his face, but in an instant it was gone.

"Get up." He commanded, raising his hand, she was up in an instant as if pulled by an invisible force. I had no doubt what that might have been.

We both stood facing him, I was a little bit calmer, but I still was shaking from the mind invasion.

"Now…" he started, taking a hovering step towards us, I stiffened. The fear crashing back around me like an avalanche.

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"Shhhh, love, Shhhh" Bella had her arms wrapped around me, stroking my hair gently, kissing me on the forehead, I felt like I was 5, but I needed her love more than anything in the world at that moment.

"I'm so sorry…I'm so so sorry…" she cooed, I let the tears fall steadily, they were running down her arms, staining her nightgown an even deeper shade of green.

"It's not your fault" I choked out, trying to make the words fit. Hugging her closer.

His hands…so cold, against burning flesh…Bella's lips…oh, her lips were the only thing that kept me sane…but he took them away…and he took her…and then those cold hands were back on me…the dry grunts, and the repressed sobs…and…it was so…cold…

She ran her fingers gently though my hair, "It won't happen again…I promise" I sighed, trying to stop my tears, choosing to believe her because the other option I couldn't handle. But of course I would; for Bella. For my love.

"You're staying here…with me, but it had be done…he had to approve, you did beautifully." She raised my salty wet lips to hers and kissed me as if the world was crashing down around us, but we were safe, in this bed, in our bubble of warm space.

We were safe.