The Time Between
A Lupin/ Tonks Fanfiction
As always, theses characters, plots, settings, and most everything else belongs to J.K. Rowlings.
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Chapter IV: Back at Nymphadora's
Tonks couldn't sleep. As soon as she shut the door on Remus, self doubt began stirring dirty questions around in her already mixed up brain. Laying on the pink paisley futon in her London flat, she tossed left, then right, trying to quiet the randy images of one, pale-eyed, pleasant smiled, chocolate loving- Remus Lupin.
Although, she had played the kiss off to Remus like it was no big deal, but a knot in her stomach screamed, "This is a big deal!" The moment her lips bent to his and he hadn't responded, her throat constricted, but then, as if their bodies were on kismet delay, his hand stroke her neck beneath her greasy brown locks; pulling her down again; lips needing and longing; fire burning beneath ice cold eyes. Although it wasn't followed by any fond words from either party, it was followed by heavy breathing and a slight bulge in the professor's trousers which nearly made Tonks gasp in surprise.
It wasn't that she didn't think of him that way, because on one hand, she really desired him. Her bad- girl self had wanted to reach down and kneed the hardness between his legs, make him scream in her hands. Yet the good- girl side, which usually out weighed the bad-girl's hasty decisions said, "This is Remus Lupin. Your quiet, conservative, brilliant mate, you can't just reach out and fondle him when ever you want!"
This time she gave into to her angel, but now as she tossed and turned beneath her sheets, images of his pale, strong naked body intertwining with hers, she fear that her devil couldn't be ignored for long...
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The next morning there was a quiet knock on the door.
Tonks quickly yelled out, "Who is it." Really wishing that she had a peep hole.
A pleasant, tenor voice answered, "Didn't we do this yesterday, Nymphadora?"
Tonks opened the door only slightly, leaning against the back side, "And what did I tell you yesterday Remus? Don't call me Nymphadora."
A wicked smile crossed his lips and Tonks delighted that he was in a good mood today. Perhaps she hadn't scared him off after all.
Remus leaned casually against the door frame, his long, languid body completely relaxed, "I think I rather like watching you get upset, Nymphadora. It brings out the pink in your cheeks."
Tonks huffed, and turned on her heel, "Ugh! I swear, you're just as bad as Sirius, except you fool everyone with that charmingly pleasant smile of yours."
Remus followed her in to the small flat. Then suddenly, her stomach dropped, she'd mentioned Sirius again, how would he react! She turned quickly to face him.
"I'm sorry," Tonks gasped, lifting her hand to her mouth.
"Why?" Remus asked, sitting of the sofa. "You're not the first girl that's told me I have pleasant smile." He replied, taking some leather books from his knapsack.
But this time, his smile wasn't as bright, it was a little sad and Tonks sat beside him, quelling her playfulness. "It occurred to me this morning that in all our time together yesterday, we never talked about Sirius."
Lupin silently nodded.
Tonks frowned; she wasn't very good at starting these kinds of conversations. "I miss him a lot."
Silence.
"I mean it still really hurts and even after a good cry or two."
Lupin again nodded eyes downcast, lips tight. Tonks bit her lip, but keep going, "And part of me's mad at him. I know it's wrong, but if he just hadn't-"
"He had to." Lupin's eyes met hers for the first time, his pain was raw. "He had to go, it was Harry and in a sense, it was James."
Silence again and finally, "Does it every stop hurting Remus?" Tonks questioned quietly.
His heart broke as the young woman, who he now realized from her sad black eyes, had never seen death, looked to him for support. For the first time, her face looked older, her smile dim, her cheeks pale; this was the loss of her innocence and he hadn't even realized it until this moment.
He reached out his hand and took up hers, "I'd be lying to you if I said yes, Nymphadora. The pain, the sadness, the tears," he reached out and stroked a single tear from her cheek, "they go away, but the memories don't. After they're gone, there's a hole in your heart," his voice grew shaky, "and that never goes away."
It was at this moment that Tonks couldn't restrain herself any longer and flung herself around Remus and he didn't push her away. He held her as tightly as she held him, burying his face into her tangled brown hair, trying to push away the agony of loss within her arms. Holding on physically to another living, breathing body was sometimes the only way to hold on emotionally, and in turn, they held each other a long time.
Finally, they mutually broke away.
"You know, you're the first person who's talked to me about Sirius's death," Remus confided in the woman holding his hand. Finding his words a struggle, "I've wanted to talk about it but, it's very difficult for me to discuss these things."
Tonks smile was bitter sweet, "Emotions?"
"Yes," Remus whispered, "I try so hard to keep everything calm and pleasant so that people know that I am not-", he looked up, thinking perhaps he'd gone too far. He'd never spoken about the wolf with a woman before.
"Remus Lupin you are man," she grasped his hand tightly, and looking him straight in the eye, "and there is nothing more human than to experience emotion and communicate those feelings with those around you."
Tonks sighed, "Gods! You are one of the most incredible people I know. You're brilliant, well spoken, handsome; when I see you, I see the man."
Remus looked up from his humble demeanor and Tonks stroked his jaw.
"The wolf is in you, Remus, but it's not a part of you and you should never apologize to anyone for it and certainly never to me."
There was a moment of silence as Remus marveled on Tonks' pale-heart shaped face, dark glittering eyes and reddened cheeks. "You're too good to me Nymphadora. I don't deserve your friendship."
Tonks laughed, "Oh Remus, friendship is never deserved! Especially ours! I mean, I can't think of two less deserving people- a metamorphangous and a werewolf. Two of the least trusted beings in the wizarding world and yet, we found each other"
Lupin knotted his brows, as he put an arm around the back of the sofa, leaning towards the petit auror, "You never cease to amaze me." This time he stroked her cheek with the back of his hand.
They're heads slowly tilted towards one another and Tonks whispered, "I have that effect on lots of people," and then, they kissed. It was neither rushed or lustful, but slow, thoughtful and loving; a kind of affection that neither had experienced before.
They were still very close when Tonks whispered, lips swollen, "Is there a chance that you could want more than just friendship from me, Remus?"
"Yes," his voice answered huskily. They nuzzled noses and Lupin continued, "It scares the hell out of Nymphadora, but if you're willing to risk it," she kissed him again mid sentence, "Then so am I."
"Good!" Tonks smiled as she grasped the lapels of his tweed jacked and pulled him towards her, their kissing growing more passionate, both knowing that sincere emotion ran beneath heated lust. "Remus, I think I'm falling for you."
A bit more slurpy kissing.
"I think I've already fallen." Remus said. It was the last words before the newly devoted couple sank into the sofa, exploring each other's bodies and lips to busy with kissing to give anymore thought to words.
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More coming soon... Please review. What do you think they did on the couch?? :) Lyra
A Lupin/ Tonks Fanfiction
As always, theses characters, plots, settings, and most everything else belongs to J.K. Rowlings.
*~ ~ ~ ~ ~ *
Chapter IV: Back at Nymphadora's
Tonks couldn't sleep. As soon as she shut the door on Remus, self doubt began stirring dirty questions around in her already mixed up brain. Laying on the pink paisley futon in her London flat, she tossed left, then right, trying to quiet the randy images of one, pale-eyed, pleasant smiled, chocolate loving- Remus Lupin.
Although, she had played the kiss off to Remus like it was no big deal, but a knot in her stomach screamed, "This is a big deal!" The moment her lips bent to his and he hadn't responded, her throat constricted, but then, as if their bodies were on kismet delay, his hand stroke her neck beneath her greasy brown locks; pulling her down again; lips needing and longing; fire burning beneath ice cold eyes. Although it wasn't followed by any fond words from either party, it was followed by heavy breathing and a slight bulge in the professor's trousers which nearly made Tonks gasp in surprise.
It wasn't that she didn't think of him that way, because on one hand, she really desired him. Her bad- girl self had wanted to reach down and kneed the hardness between his legs, make him scream in her hands. Yet the good- girl side, which usually out weighed the bad-girl's hasty decisions said, "This is Remus Lupin. Your quiet, conservative, brilliant mate, you can't just reach out and fondle him when ever you want!"
This time she gave into to her angel, but now as she tossed and turned beneath her sheets, images of his pale, strong naked body intertwining with hers, she fear that her devil couldn't be ignored for long...
*~ ~ ~ ~ ~*
The next morning there was a quiet knock on the door.
Tonks quickly yelled out, "Who is it." Really wishing that she had a peep hole.
A pleasant, tenor voice answered, "Didn't we do this yesterday, Nymphadora?"
Tonks opened the door only slightly, leaning against the back side, "And what did I tell you yesterday Remus? Don't call me Nymphadora."
A wicked smile crossed his lips and Tonks delighted that he was in a good mood today. Perhaps she hadn't scared him off after all.
Remus leaned casually against the door frame, his long, languid body completely relaxed, "I think I rather like watching you get upset, Nymphadora. It brings out the pink in your cheeks."
Tonks huffed, and turned on her heel, "Ugh! I swear, you're just as bad as Sirius, except you fool everyone with that charmingly pleasant smile of yours."
Remus followed her in to the small flat. Then suddenly, her stomach dropped, she'd mentioned Sirius again, how would he react! She turned quickly to face him.
"I'm sorry," Tonks gasped, lifting her hand to her mouth.
"Why?" Remus asked, sitting of the sofa. "You're not the first girl that's told me I have pleasant smile." He replied, taking some leather books from his knapsack.
But this time, his smile wasn't as bright, it was a little sad and Tonks sat beside him, quelling her playfulness. "It occurred to me this morning that in all our time together yesterday, we never talked about Sirius."
Lupin silently nodded.
Tonks frowned; she wasn't very good at starting these kinds of conversations. "I miss him a lot."
Silence.
"I mean it still really hurts and even after a good cry or two."
Lupin again nodded eyes downcast, lips tight. Tonks bit her lip, but keep going, "And part of me's mad at him. I know it's wrong, but if he just hadn't-"
"He had to." Lupin's eyes met hers for the first time, his pain was raw. "He had to go, it was Harry and in a sense, it was James."
Silence again and finally, "Does it every stop hurting Remus?" Tonks questioned quietly.
His heart broke as the young woman, who he now realized from her sad black eyes, had never seen death, looked to him for support. For the first time, her face looked older, her smile dim, her cheeks pale; this was the loss of her innocence and he hadn't even realized it until this moment.
He reached out his hand and took up hers, "I'd be lying to you if I said yes, Nymphadora. The pain, the sadness, the tears," he reached out and stroked a single tear from her cheek, "they go away, but the memories don't. After they're gone, there's a hole in your heart," his voice grew shaky, "and that never goes away."
It was at this moment that Tonks couldn't restrain herself any longer and flung herself around Remus and he didn't push her away. He held her as tightly as she held him, burying his face into her tangled brown hair, trying to push away the agony of loss within her arms. Holding on physically to another living, breathing body was sometimes the only way to hold on emotionally, and in turn, they held each other a long time.
Finally, they mutually broke away.
"You know, you're the first person who's talked to me about Sirius's death," Remus confided in the woman holding his hand. Finding his words a struggle, "I've wanted to talk about it but, it's very difficult for me to discuss these things."
Tonks smile was bitter sweet, "Emotions?"
"Yes," Remus whispered, "I try so hard to keep everything calm and pleasant so that people know that I am not-", he looked up, thinking perhaps he'd gone too far. He'd never spoken about the wolf with a woman before.
"Remus Lupin you are man," she grasped his hand tightly, and looking him straight in the eye, "and there is nothing more human than to experience emotion and communicate those feelings with those around you."
Tonks sighed, "Gods! You are one of the most incredible people I know. You're brilliant, well spoken, handsome; when I see you, I see the man."
Remus looked up from his humble demeanor and Tonks stroked his jaw.
"The wolf is in you, Remus, but it's not a part of you and you should never apologize to anyone for it and certainly never to me."
There was a moment of silence as Remus marveled on Tonks' pale-heart shaped face, dark glittering eyes and reddened cheeks. "You're too good to me Nymphadora. I don't deserve your friendship."
Tonks laughed, "Oh Remus, friendship is never deserved! Especially ours! I mean, I can't think of two less deserving people- a metamorphangous and a werewolf. Two of the least trusted beings in the wizarding world and yet, we found each other"
Lupin knotted his brows, as he put an arm around the back of the sofa, leaning towards the petit auror, "You never cease to amaze me." This time he stroked her cheek with the back of his hand.
They're heads slowly tilted towards one another and Tonks whispered, "I have that effect on lots of people," and then, they kissed. It was neither rushed or lustful, but slow, thoughtful and loving; a kind of affection that neither had experienced before.
They were still very close when Tonks whispered, lips swollen, "Is there a chance that you could want more than just friendship from me, Remus?"
"Yes," his voice answered huskily. They nuzzled noses and Lupin continued, "It scares the hell out of Nymphadora, but if you're willing to risk it," she kissed him again mid sentence, "Then so am I."
"Good!" Tonks smiled as she grasped the lapels of his tweed jacked and pulled him towards her, their kissing growing more passionate, both knowing that sincere emotion ran beneath heated lust. "Remus, I think I'm falling for you."
A bit more slurpy kissing.
"I think I've already fallen." Remus said. It was the last words before the newly devoted couple sank into the sofa, exploring each other's bodies and lips to busy with kissing to give anymore thought to words.
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More coming soon... Please review. What do you think they did on the couch?? :) Lyra