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.
It's a poor funeral, really. A few Order members, wind, and rain. They cannot draw attention, after all. Sirius's death could become a topic of much talk, and having to explain it to an inquiring public would have been tiresome for any of those gathered around the empty grave. Molly Weasley is crying-most likely not about Sirius, he thinks, but at the proof of mortality-Tonks is over by a haggard-looking tree, fighting very hard not to vomit, and all he can do is stare and stare and stare.
Afterward they will go back to Number Twelve, and he will slip upstairs with Tonks, and let her cry there, because she doesn't want to be around everyone downstairs. He'll murmur assurances that he knows are lies, and she'll drag him into the bed, both of them trying to feel something other than grief.