Chapter 13
"Oh Merlin, what have I done?"
Tonks was pacing through about three weeks worth of rubble in her London flat. She'd been muttering nonsense to herself for most of the night. Currently, she was pondering over her habit of getting in awkward situations with a certain wizard.
Still, through her internal shame and embarrassment there was a small voice in the back of her mind that sometimes spoke up during her thoughts- a voice that thought kissing Remus Lupin wasn't all bad...
"Ah!" she cried and flopped on her bed face down.
Those lips, her smell...Lupin was being haunted by the nights events.
"Why do I insist upon dwelling on something she obviously did casually..?" he thought to himself.
He felt distracted as he tried to sleep that night. He'd left shortly after Tonks did, trying with all his might to avoid those around him so as not to deal with the awkward reactions. He did, however catch a dramatic eyebrow raise from Sirius, though he was in such a hurry he couldn't tell whether it was protective, skeptical, or comical.
He closed his eyes, determined to keep them shut until sleep came.