Contemplation
Disclaimer: I neither own nor profit from J.K.Rowling's Harry Potter series. All characters belong to her.
Author's Note: These are just short vignettes displaying interactions between Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks during OotP, written because I had an idea. Well, several, actually. My tribute to the genius of salt-rose, whose tiny glimpses into said characters' lives were absolutely amazing. And to LRES readers, I will have another chapter up soon, I promise.
Water is splashing against tile and skin when she pulls open the shower door. It's too hot and too foggy, and for a moment, he can only see a dark outline, but then the door has closed again and she's breaking all of the rules because she's kissing him. It's not harmless, like the "thank-you's" and "feel better's" and that kiss-at-the-market; no, she's invaded his space and now he has her against the cool wall and he doesn't know who is the one moaning. It's not sharing a bed on lonely nights or sitting knee to knee on a sofa, it's sex in a shower in Grimmauld Place, with Sirius down the hall and probably hearing every sound. And "Remus," she says, "Remus."