Never fall in love with a Werewolf

Note - This scene contains… Well, without ruining the story… It's rated R for a reason. Not a good reason before you get your hopes up! Hope you like it!

Chapter Eight - On the streets of Islington.

Tonks didn't know what to do now. She told Remus she loved him. He felt the same way, but yet, she was standing in Grimmauld Place, crying her eyes out. He didn't want her… Why? Maybe he wasn't ready for a relationship so soon after Sirius's death… Maybe his lycanthropy made it impossible for him to embark upon a relationship… How was Remus feeling? Was he going through an inner turmoil that she, Tonks would never understand?

Her heartbroken self, wandered over the grassy verge in the middle of the square where a crooked, vandalised bench stood solitary. She ambled over, and sat down. She didn't care if it was filthy and adorned with malicious swear words. She just wanted to get Remus Lupin out of her head once and for all. Tonks didn't care how she did it, just as long as his mangy presence was gone by the time the sun rose.

A few Muggle teenagers crossed her path laughing at her dress, hair and boots.

"What's that you're wearing? Looks like you picked up something from Barbie's wardrobe!" One of the boys laughed. They were about her age or younger. Tonks rolled her eyes at the gang.

"If that's the best you can do." She laughed half-heartedly.

"Oh, we can do much worse." Another boy said, in a deeper, more menacing tone.

"Oh, you can, can you? I'd like to see you try." She snorted laughing at the gang. She wasn't stupid, so she put her hand in her pocket and gripped her wand.

"OI! Damian!" A lad next to the boy shouted. "We've got one!" The boy laughed again. Damian came thundering over with a strange swagger. He was wearing a white tracksuit, and had three tacky gold chains dangling from his neck. He wore a white baseball cap, and his hair was shaved.

"Right lads, who is it this week? Another hooker from Kings Cross?" Damian asked his gang.

"We fink so Damian." A small scrawny boy muttered. "She's a bit cocky if you get me drift." Tonks could do nothing but roll her eyes.

"Can I go now, see I've got somewhere to go. Y'know places to go, people to see!" Tonks attempted to stand up, but got pushed back down rather roughly by one of the other gang members. Damian was whispering with that looked like one of his cronies. "I AM GOING NOW!" Tonks said slowly, but the boy who pushed her back down brandished a machete.

"You STAY THERE!" He snarled, displaying a gold tooth and pointing the blade at Tonks threateningly. Tonks was now scared, she'd faced much tougher things in her life, but she'd never been threatened with a knife by a gang of Muggle yobs. She now wished a werewolf Remus would come bounding out and scare them away.

"Right. What's yer name?" Damian asked Tonks, taking the knife from the boy.

"Tonks." Tonks groaned, her hand still clutching her wand.

"What sorta name is that?" Damian growled, slowing moving the machete nearer her face.

"It's a nick-name alright. What sort of name is Damian?"

"What's yer real name?"

"Trust me, it's even worse." Tonks let out a dry laugh. Damian pointed the knife at her throat. "Alright! It's Nymphadora! Disgusting isn't it?"

"Yeah it is!" Damian paused. "Lie down!" He screamed abruptly. Tonks's stomach did an unpleasant lurch. "NOW!" He pointed the knife against her skin. She was petrified - she didn't know what to do. Remus… Remus! If she pulled out her wand, they'd slash her neck open.

"MOONY!" She yelled, hoping the gang would think she was thinking about them pulling down their trousers, and showing their arses, rather then calling for help. "MOONY! PLEASE!"

"Moony? Do moonies turn you on?" Damian laughed, he pulled the knife away from her neck slowly.

"MOONY! NOW! PLEASE!" Maybe they would do a Moony, and she'd be able to curse them… "MOONY!"

"We're not here to turn you on Nymphadora." The knife was now on her neck again. She could feel the cold blade scratch against her skin. "We're here to get a good shag." Tonks shook her head, she should have grabbed her wand earlier.

"Moony…" Tonks whispered breathlessly, her voice was aching from all the shouting. She felt weak… ever so weak… She could feel a hand grasp the hem of her dress, and she could feel the silk dress glide up her leg… She closed her eyes… She didn't want this to happen… Who would? Her dress was now past her waist, she would try and kick them, but that'd be at risk to loosing her head. One of the other boys was laughing behind her, holding the knife edge on her neck.

"STOP!" Someone shouted. Tonks didn't know who… She didn't want to hear anything…

"ITS HIM!" Damian shouted. "THE SCRUFFY BASTARD!"

"Fuck! Run!" Someone else shouted. She heard the sound of scraping feet, then the sound of hushed voices and running. Tonks didn't know whether it was safe to open her eyes.

"Tonks?" The voice whispered this time. She knew at once who it was, and opened her eyes. "Oh my goodness…"

"Remus?" Tonks gasped fearfully, tears springing to her eyes. "Oh god." She sobbed. Remus took her hand softly and pulled her up.

"Come on." Remus said gravely. "Let's get you inside." Tonks felt Remus put his arm around her shoulders, and help her up on to her feet. He helped her over back to the house.

As soon as they entered the house, Tonks broke down. She clutched onto Remus's robes, as she slowly fell to the ground. "T-th-they tried to rape me Remus…" Tonks sobbed looking up at him, tears streaming from her dark eyes.

"You're safe now." Remus whispered, bending down to her. "No one is going to hurt you."

"Yes they are… They will follow me home… They'll know where I live…"

"No, no they don't." Remus rubbed her arm compassionately. "They don't know where you live. Let's get downstairs. It's not very comfortable here." Remus stood up and held out his hand for Tonks to take. She took his hand with both hands. She was trembling from head to toe, her face shining with tears.

He led her into the kitchen, and sat her down in a chair. The remnants of their dinner was still strewn on the table. Remus knelt down beside Tonks, she was still clutching his hand. "Do you want to talk about it?" Remus whispered, pulling out a handkerchief and patting Tonks's wet cheeks.

"I think so…Never keep your feelings bottled up…" Tonks whispered, leaking a few more tears. "I've never been so scared Remus… I just didn't know what to do… They were brandishing a knife at me, a huge one, pointing it at my neck. I couldn't get my wand - they'd forced me to lie down, and I couldn't get it. So I called for you, they thought I was asking them to - to do a moony. But they started to pull my dress up, and I just wanted you here to get them away… But they wouldn't stop… I tried to block out what was happening, but I couldn't." Tonks sobbed, Remus pulled her into a hug, and he patted her on the back. "But then you came, you came Remus, you saved me from them."

"It's ok now…" Remus whispered. "They're gone. They won't be back." Remus felt tears springing to his own eyes. He just wanted to make Tonks feel better… Back in the Dark Years, witches and female Muggles all over Britain were being raped by Death Eaters… It was one of the worst things that could happen. James made sure Lily was protected at all times, he didn't want anything happening to his sweetheart.

"Can I stay here tonight? I don't want to go home - I'll be alone there…" Tonks said, her voice muffled because she was still nuzzled in Remus's shoulder

"Of course you can. I'll tell Arthur that you can't make it into work tomorrow." Tonks pulled away from Remus and wiped her eyes on her sleeve.

"No, I want to go in." Remus shook his head.

"No, you're not. You're staying here until you're ready. This was an awful experience for anyone to go through." Tonks opened her mouth in protest, but then gave up under Remus's protective glare.

"Alright…" Tonks sniffed, taking the handkerchief from Remus and blowing her nose.

"Do you want anything to eat?" Remus asked, standing up with Tonks. "Anything to drink? I can bring it up to you."

"I, oh, I'd like hot chocolate, and maybe a few chocolate biscuits. But I think I'll have a bath…" She let out a dry sob, Remus was still staring at her, his eyes full of concern. "I want to get the filth off me." Tonks turned around and left the room, rubbing her arms tentatively.

Remus stood in the doorway of the kitchen, watching her retreat to the bath. He was shaking himself… Say he didn't hear Tonks calling him? She'd be much worse off… He broke off, and tried not to think about that. He wanted to protect Tonks, like James had once protected Lily… Like Sirius had done with Harry…

Author's Note - To the person who said they didn't get the chapter name from last time, Vertiserum is the truth potion, and Tonks told Remus the truth. And this chapter name is well, Grimmauld Place is in Islington in north London, which is ten minutes away from Kings Cross (and that's how long it took everyone to walk to Kings Cross from Grimmauld Place) and there is a Grimmauldi Square in Islington too! I have done my research! Also discovered I technically live on the same road as some of those regurgitating toilets! Woot!