Post HBP
I do not own Harry Potter
NAMES
Her professorial husband is up and about, reading that shit some people call newspaper and eating his toast. She tries to sneak upon him by walking quietly and encircling her arms around his neck.
But noooo... He won't get startled! Damn werewolf senses.
"Good morning." he murmurs in a voice which is wonderful soft music to her ears. It gets sometimes creepy that how just his hoarse & husky voice sends pleasant shivers down her spine.
She puts her mouth to better use than speaking. There are better ways to wish good morning. She starts kissing his soft skin behind his ears and trails a path to corner of his lips, while enjoying his stubble and rough cheek in mid way.
"Nymphadoraa…"
Nymphadora. Again that blasted name! Time for a pay-back. She leaves her ministrations and smiles cheekily at the disappointment on his face.
"Yes Remy-poo." she says as innocently as she can and plops next to him on the sofa.
The effect is instantaneous. He promptly chokes on his toast.
"What did you say?" he asks in a voice which is very cautious, as if wishing that he has heard wrong.
"I said Remy-poo. Liked it? Or I can make it even better. What about Remy-poochie-poo? Imagine when at next meeting, I will call you by this name, whole Order will know that how much you are loved by your wife."
He shudders dramatically and pales a bit.
"Please, Oh please, call me Remus."
"Aha!" she pokes him in the ribs for emphasis. "So, now do you understand my plight? How I feel when you call me Nymphadora?"
"But that's your name!" he adds indignantly.
"My name is Tonks!" she insists stubbornly.
"That's your surname love, your name on your birth certificate is Nymphadora Tonks and you are registered at Hogwarts as Nymphadora Tonks."
"Alright then, keep calling me that N-word and you never know when I will end up calling you Remy-poo or something equally sweet." the word 'sweet' drips in syrup of sarcasm.
He smiles at her pout, delicately folds his newspaper and places away the toast. He pulls her on his lap and ruffles her head affectionately.
"Call me Remy-poo-" he shudders "And I will come up with something equally crass."
"Like what?" she raises her left eyebrow in challenge.
He raises his right eyebrow, meeting up to her challenge. "Like... Snoogypuss? Baby-Bugga-Boo?"
She huffs.
Then she goes for other tactic. She morphs her nails bigger and leans into him suggestively. She rakes her nails on one side of his neck while her lips follow the same path on other side of his neck, which she knows he finds irresistible.
"Please, Remus? Call me Tonks?" she whispers enticingly.
He makes a choking sound and reluctantly pulls away from her, only to return the favor to her neck.
"Lets' make a deal" he breathes into her neck, then looks into her eyes. "Ever since I have fallen in love with you, two years ago, or you can say when I realized I was in love with you, I took a habit of addressing you as Dora in my mind. Even if I used to call you Nymphadora or Tonks, in my heart you were always Dora." his voice grows uncharacteristically tender as if remembering something beautiful. "It was my fantasy and fantasy because I never thought it would come true. Anyways, I avoided Tonks because it was my fantasy to make you a Lupin, by marriage of course." he traces her bottom lip with his index finger. "You made my fantasy come true. So, how about I call you Dora and you call me Remus? Think you can manage that?"
She smiles softly. It's at these lovable moments that her heart goes out for him.
"If you keep telling me such sweet stories of your love for me, I think I will agree to anything."
"Really?" he asks mischievously. "That sounds promising. Wouldn't miss the opportunity."
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Thank you Pan's Box, for pointing out the mistakes, I corrected them right away. :)
Also thanks to CanonCannon, Mcaquabeast, Momo Spock, remusdora.
