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A/N: This was written for the Quidditch League Fanfiction Competition, Round 10, for the Appleby Arrows, Chaser 3.

Prompt: Write about a fight within the family (such as over marriage, finance, property, etc.)

Additional Prompt(s): (object) potion vial, (word) objection, (pairing) Andromeda Black/Ted Tonks

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But I Love Him

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"Nymphadora, are you sure this is what you want?" Tonks resisted the urge to roll her eyes and nodded decidedly. She had told her parents about Remus and so far they were taking it well.

"But – he's a werewolf," her father said like she didn't already know that. She resisted the urge to groan. She knew that this was going to happen. She had hoped it wouldn't and she knew that her father wouldn't be satisfied unless he actually met Remus. Remus had a way of making people feel at ease. She wasn't that skilled at easing people's fears.

"I'm well aware of that, dad," she replied nonchalantly. Her father looked like he was slowly working his way up to losing it while her mother continued to look at her critically. Tonks had long ago figured it was a Black thing and never questioned her mother when she got that look on her face. Usually, Tonks didn't like what her mother was analyzing in her head.

"He is quite older than you. Not to mention, unemployed," her mother spoke evenly and irked her to no end. At least she hadn't commented on the werewolf thing. Her mother took a tentative sip of her cup of tea and continued to look at her expectantly.

"I don't care about the age difference. And I can assure you, Remus had the same issue but I've talked it out with him. As for unemployment, Remus spends most of his time working for the Order, something I'm sure you can both approve of. Besides, I'm an auror; I'm more than willing to provide for the both of us. And I'm pretty sure he will do everything in his power to contribute." She watched her mother for her reaction but she didn't get one. Instead, her father had stood abruptly.

"I cannot and will not approve of this match," he said it like she was telling him she was going to marry Remus. This, to Tonks, wasn't the worst idea. Tonks scoffed at her father's objection. She loved her parents dearly but sometimes they could be really thick.

"Fine, Remus and I will be quite happy on our own." She stood then and her mother put down her tea cup and stood as well. Tonks expected her mother to let her leave and then later on invite her back once she had a chance to talk some sense into her father but she didn't.

Andromeda Tonks put one dainty hand on her husband's arm and made him turn to look at her.

"Our daughter is in love. Yes, he's older than her and a werewolf but he's a good man. From what I've heard from Dumbledore, he's the perfect bachelor and gentleman that we could possibly want our daughter to pursue. Let me ask you this, has our daughter ever looked as happy as she does now that she's with Remus?" Tonks held her breath. Her mother was warm and affectionate but never in conversation. Anything to do with feelings was usually a touchy subject and Tonks long believed it was a negative side effect of her mother's childhood. The Black family was infamous for their frigidness.

Her father looked like he wanted to object and possibly yell something insulting about her new beau but then he looked at her. Tonks hoped she was giving him a look that said "yes! I'm in love!" but she wasn't sure if she had managed it. Her father grimaced and sighed heavily. She knew he was going to give in.

"I don't trust that he's a werewolf but I do trust you. I expect you to bring this man around so that your mother and I can get a proper reading on the poor sap," her father said, and sat back down. Her mother sat back down as well. Tonks moved to sit and was slightly startled when her mother pulled out a potions vial from her pocket.

Tonks knew what the potion was in an instant and smiled widely.

"Tell Remus that the Tonks family wishes him well and in repayment for such a gift he has to come by for tea and again for dinner. No excuses." Tonks took the vial of Wolfsbane Potion and beamed at her mother. Her father looked slightly puzzled but then shrugged and went back to what he had been doing before she arrived, reading the Daily Prophet.

Andromeda Tonks was an extraordinary woman and obviously had known what was going on with her daughter.

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A/N: This was short. I was unable to submit and post for the last three rounds of Quidditch. Life got in the way and the same happened with the rest of my team but I still wanted to write these so I could finish the collection in which these stories belong to. So I'm sorry if these last stories are kind of short. I'm working on my Fallout fanfic where my goal for each chapter is at least 4,000 words so…yeah.