Four Months Later.......................
For the fifth time in two weeks, Tonks felt the dangerous rise of bile in her throat.
"Oh, God!" Rushing to the toilet, she felt the remains of her dinner end up in the toilet. Groaning, she rested her head against the cool porcelin of the stool. Her stomach rolled and was unable to stand up. "Why didn't anyone warn me about this silly sickness?!" Tonks groaned. She was unwilling to tell anyone, but she was close to breaking down to Hermione who would probably give her morning sickness potion to abate the roiling sickness.
Rocking back, she leaned back against the open door of the bathroom, and watched as her dinner flushed down the toilet. Closing her eyes, she let her hand drift to the slight bulge of her stomach. A little Lupin! Smiling sadly, Tonks slowly worked herself to standing. Feeling sick once more, Tonks pressed a cold clammy hand to her throat. Breathing deep, she made her way to the closet to grab her coat and head to work. Bewitching her appearance, she watched as her clothes returned to their normal fit. Feeling a bit depressed at the dissapearance of her baby, she threw on a trench coat and headed off.
Remus looked in the mirror and felt his hopes fall as they did every morning. He felt a giant space in his heart, one that felt almost as barren as the one that Sirius left upon his untimely death. He missed Tonks, ached for Tonks, longed just to hear her flamboyant, jovial voice.
"Nymphadora." He whispered as he dragged a hand down his pale face. He missed her. He longed for the glimpse he caught of her each day, watching her face grow paler, thinner, gaunt almost. He ached at the image she was becoming. Wraithlike almost. "Nymphadora, what have I done?" He groaned. Pushing away from the mirror, he shoved his arms into his robes and made haste to work. Maybe today would be the day he would break down and take Tonks in his arms. Tell her that he didn't care anymore, and that he just wanted her to be near him. Freezing, his eyes widened.
Was he in love with her?
Ginny sighed in her dorm room. Harry hadn't come to call the rest of the summer, and he hadn't even written to her from the owl post. Tossing her Transfiguration book to the side, Ginny flopped back on the bed. She was lonely and envious of Luna's love with her brother. Where was Harry?!
A knock on the door awoke Ginny from her depression.
"Gin?" It was Hermione, she looked just as lonely.
"Hey, Hermie." Ginny patted the spot on the bed next to her. Hermione climbed on next to her and sighed.
"No word from boy wonder?" Hermione asked.
"No." A parchment was dropped before her.
"Read, you might enjoy it." Hermione gave a sad smile. Since school had started, Hermione was a solomn soul in her NEWT potions classes, Professor Snape cut her to bits, and she could see the undying love in her eyes. Picking up the letter, she opened it and gasped.
"Harry! Harry's written you?!" Ginny hissed.
"Yes, but read." Hermione urged.
Hermione,
I'm on field work, that's probably why Hedwig is all ruffled, and can't really say where I am. It's quite exciting, Ron is babbling on constantly about Luna and his plans to propose when he gets back. Speaking of Luna, how's Ginny? I know you're at school with her, so tell me. I'm too nervous to tell her, too shy she'll tease me like she did all summer. I nearly had to walk double all the time! Ron and I, on late nights, will sit up and talk. He doesn't mind me falling for his sister. infact, he yelled at me for not doing this sooner!
I don't kow if she'll pummel me, or kiss me if I write her. Maybe even show up over holiday. You'll kiss em right? Just kidding. I need to talk to Snape on some things in the field. But, do you think I should write her? I mean, I'd love some notes on long nights to think about....along with the humdinger of a kiss this summer. I think about it constantly.
Oh, what am I talking about?! How are you!? I'm too far gone to think about much else. I bet you think I'm turning into some simpering prat, but I'm going crazy.
Write back and tell me what to do! Harry P.
"Oh, Hermie!" Ginny squealed and hugged her friend. "I can't wait!" Ginny smiled. "And Luna! I'm so happy, but I can't tell her!" She halted. "But, oh, Hermione........ We'll help you out. Honest! Just write Harry back, to write me!" Hugging her friend, Ginny leaned back.
"Alright, I already did, but yeah!" Hermione chuckled. "You can keep the letter, until you get yours of course!"
As Hermione left the Gryffindor Tower, she felt even more lonely than before. Ginny had Harry heading her way, Luna had gotten the cake and was eating it too, and Tonks was pregnant, she was sure, and she had the hatred of the man she loved.
"Ms. Granger, you are supposed to be doing your work, not flouncing about in your night clothes."
"Yessir." Hermione gave up on wit, Severus was slowly killing her inside. Passing her mentor, she slowly weaved to the dungeons to double check her already finished potions. Being alone meant you had no life, no friends, and enough time to finish early.
Severus felt his chest constrict when the sullen, scared, and frankly depressed looking Hermione sauntered past.Since that day in the workroom, she had become withdrawn, quiet, and even submissive. Her wit dissapeared, her daily barbs gone, he was worried........maybe a conference was needed.
Luna,
How are you darling? Harry is finally admitting his dormant feelings for my sister, as you said, and is going to write her. We might be coming for holiday at Hogwarts to see you, Hermione, and Ginny. I'll bring you gifts and such, like a good boyfriend! I hope to hear from you soon!
Love Ron
Luna giggled as she clutched the owl post, it was too sweet to hear the hot head simper. Smiling, she tucked the letter away and got ready for class. Today was a good day, what could go wrong?
Tonks leaned back in her office chair and pressed a hand to her roiling stomach. Pregnancy was not agreeing with her.
"Tonks?" The rusty voice at her door, made her start and groan from the action.
"Remus!" She gasped. Looking up, she saw that the past four months had not been kind to either of them, he looks gaunt, ashen, and weary. "What are you doing here?" Attempting to get up, she felt her swelling belly restrict her movement slightly.
"Are you, alright?" Remus looked slightly nervous.
"Yes. yes. fine." She groaned. Remus was quickly beside her.
"No, you're not." Catching her about the shoulders, he pressed a hand on her stomach. Rubbing slightly, he asked. "Better?" Going about the side, he paused and his eyes snapped up to her. "Tonks?" His face paled.
"Remus." Tonks groaned.
"You're............." His fingers slightly retracted. "Pregnant?" Tonks could only nod. "That's the....." He was lost for words. Tonks tried to straighten and led Remus to sit in her chair. Standing as straight as she could, she took a deep breath.
"I'm having a baby, it's yours. And I need to go to the doctor to get a checkup soon." She felt Remus' hands on each side of her stomach.
"Where's the baby?" Remus looked up.
"Finate Incantium." Tonks murmured, instantly her clothes tightened and her stomach swelled lightly. She felt Remus press his face against the baby.
"A baby." Remus murmured. "A baby." Tonks let ehr hands drift to his dusty brown hair that was messy and unkempt. Running her fingers rin lightly through it, she let him absorb the information. "Mine."
Tonks felt the knot in her throat tighten as Remus rubbed his cheek against her stomach. This is what she wanted, needed, yearned for. It was when remus lifted her head that she received her largest surprise.
"Tonks, marry me." Remus smiled, but this was short lived, the world seemed to change its axis, and Tonks saw black.
For the fifth time in two weeks, Tonks felt the dangerous rise of bile in her throat.
"Oh, God!" Rushing to the toilet, she felt the remains of her dinner end up in the toilet. Groaning, she rested her head against the cool porcelin of the stool. Her stomach rolled and was unable to stand up. "Why didn't anyone warn me about this silly sickness?!" Tonks groaned. She was unwilling to tell anyone, but she was close to breaking down to Hermione who would probably give her morning sickness potion to abate the roiling sickness.
Rocking back, she leaned back against the open door of the bathroom, and watched as her dinner flushed down the toilet. Closing her eyes, she let her hand drift to the slight bulge of her stomach. A little Lupin! Smiling sadly, Tonks slowly worked herself to standing. Feeling sick once more, Tonks pressed a cold clammy hand to her throat. Breathing deep, she made her way to the closet to grab her coat and head to work. Bewitching her appearance, she watched as her clothes returned to their normal fit. Feeling a bit depressed at the dissapearance of her baby, she threw on a trench coat and headed off.
Remus looked in the mirror and felt his hopes fall as they did every morning. He felt a giant space in his heart, one that felt almost as barren as the one that Sirius left upon his untimely death. He missed Tonks, ached for Tonks, longed just to hear her flamboyant, jovial voice.
"Nymphadora." He whispered as he dragged a hand down his pale face. He missed her. He longed for the glimpse he caught of her each day, watching her face grow paler, thinner, gaunt almost. He ached at the image she was becoming. Wraithlike almost. "Nymphadora, what have I done?" He groaned. Pushing away from the mirror, he shoved his arms into his robes and made haste to work. Maybe today would be the day he would break down and take Tonks in his arms. Tell her that he didn't care anymore, and that he just wanted her to be near him. Freezing, his eyes widened.
Was he in love with her?
Ginny sighed in her dorm room. Harry hadn't come to call the rest of the summer, and he hadn't even written to her from the owl post. Tossing her Transfiguration book to the side, Ginny flopped back on the bed. She was lonely and envious of Luna's love with her brother. Where was Harry?!
A knock on the door awoke Ginny from her depression.
"Gin?" It was Hermione, she looked just as lonely.
"Hey, Hermie." Ginny patted the spot on the bed next to her. Hermione climbed on next to her and sighed.
"No word from boy wonder?" Hermione asked.
"No." A parchment was dropped before her.
"Read, you might enjoy it." Hermione gave a sad smile. Since school had started, Hermione was a solomn soul in her NEWT potions classes, Professor Snape cut her to bits, and she could see the undying love in her eyes. Picking up the letter, she opened it and gasped.
"Harry! Harry's written you?!" Ginny hissed.
"Yes, but read." Hermione urged.
Hermione,
I'm on field work, that's probably why Hedwig is all ruffled, and can't really say where I am. It's quite exciting, Ron is babbling on constantly about Luna and his plans to propose when he gets back. Speaking of Luna, how's Ginny? I know you're at school with her, so tell me. I'm too nervous to tell her, too shy she'll tease me like she did all summer. I nearly had to walk double all the time! Ron and I, on late nights, will sit up and talk. He doesn't mind me falling for his sister. infact, he yelled at me for not doing this sooner!
I don't kow if she'll pummel me, or kiss me if I write her. Maybe even show up over holiday. You'll kiss em right? Just kidding. I need to talk to Snape on some things in the field. But, do you think I should write her? I mean, I'd love some notes on long nights to think about....along with the humdinger of a kiss this summer. I think about it constantly.
Oh, what am I talking about?! How are you!? I'm too far gone to think about much else. I bet you think I'm turning into some simpering prat, but I'm going crazy.
Write back and tell me what to do! Harry P.
"Oh, Hermie!" Ginny squealed and hugged her friend. "I can't wait!" Ginny smiled. "And Luna! I'm so happy, but I can't tell her!" She halted. "But, oh, Hermione........ We'll help you out. Honest! Just write Harry back, to write me!" Hugging her friend, Ginny leaned back.
"Alright, I already did, but yeah!" Hermione chuckled. "You can keep the letter, until you get yours of course!"
As Hermione left the Gryffindor Tower, she felt even more lonely than before. Ginny had Harry heading her way, Luna had gotten the cake and was eating it too, and Tonks was pregnant, she was sure, and she had the hatred of the man she loved.
"Ms. Granger, you are supposed to be doing your work, not flouncing about in your night clothes."
"Yessir." Hermione gave up on wit, Severus was slowly killing her inside. Passing her mentor, she slowly weaved to the dungeons to double check her already finished potions. Being alone meant you had no life, no friends, and enough time to finish early.
Severus felt his chest constrict when the sullen, scared, and frankly depressed looking Hermione sauntered past.Since that day in the workroom, she had become withdrawn, quiet, and even submissive. Her wit dissapeared, her daily barbs gone, he was worried........maybe a conference was needed.
Luna,
How are you darling? Harry is finally admitting his dormant feelings for my sister, as you said, and is going to write her. We might be coming for holiday at Hogwarts to see you, Hermione, and Ginny. I'll bring you gifts and such, like a good boyfriend! I hope to hear from you soon!
Love Ron
Luna giggled as she clutched the owl post, it was too sweet to hear the hot head simper. Smiling, she tucked the letter away and got ready for class. Today was a good day, what could go wrong?
Tonks leaned back in her office chair and pressed a hand to her roiling stomach. Pregnancy was not agreeing with her.
"Tonks?" The rusty voice at her door, made her start and groan from the action.
"Remus!" She gasped. Looking up, she saw that the past four months had not been kind to either of them, he looks gaunt, ashen, and weary. "What are you doing here?" Attempting to get up, she felt her swelling belly restrict her movement slightly.
"Are you, alright?" Remus looked slightly nervous.
"Yes. yes. fine." She groaned. Remus was quickly beside her.
"No, you're not." Catching her about the shoulders, he pressed a hand on her stomach. Rubbing slightly, he asked. "Better?" Going about the side, he paused and his eyes snapped up to her. "Tonks?" His face paled.
"Remus." Tonks groaned.
"You're............." His fingers slightly retracted. "Pregnant?" Tonks could only nod. "That's the....." He was lost for words. Tonks tried to straighten and led Remus to sit in her chair. Standing as straight as she could, she took a deep breath.
"I'm having a baby, it's yours. And I need to go to the doctor to get a checkup soon." She felt Remus' hands on each side of her stomach.
"Where's the baby?" Remus looked up.
"Finate Incantium." Tonks murmured, instantly her clothes tightened and her stomach swelled lightly. She felt Remus press his face against the baby.
"A baby." Remus murmured. "A baby." Tonks let ehr hands drift to his dusty brown hair that was messy and unkempt. Running her fingers rin lightly through it, she let him absorb the information. "Mine."
Tonks felt the knot in her throat tighten as Remus rubbed his cheek against her stomach. This is what she wanted, needed, yearned for. It was when remus lifted her head that she received her largest surprise.
"Tonks, marry me." Remus smiled, but this was short lived, the world seemed to change its axis, and Tonks saw black.