Author's Note: Yayness, more reviews! Guess my old readers got bored eh? This chapter's a bit short, but there's quite a lot in it so, meh.

Oh man ah luuuurve thee fic! (spot the reference and I'll name a random dead character after you :D) Onward!

Mirror, Mirror

Chapter thirteen: Emergency Class

Tonks stumbled on through the pouring rain for another long hour before she finally had Hogsmeade in her sights. She almost threw herself along as she hit the main road into town. She ran as fast as she could past the Three Broomsticks, turning right for the home straight. She caught a glimpse of the Shrieking Shack in the distance and she wondered whether tomorrow's transformation would be Remus' last. That was a thought she could have done without, but it only increased her speed and determination. Tonks ran on, not even seeing the mass of people stood watching her, her only thought was for her dear R.

At last she reached the post office and burst through the door, nearly collapsing as she did so. She didn't stop to gain her breath but reached for a piece of parchment to send on. She gripped the quill painfully and tried to write. It was nothing more than a scrawl, even she could not make out some of the words and she had bled on the page. She asked a concerned clerk to dictate for her, sending her message Emergency Class to 12 Grimmauld Place.

As soon as Tonks had seen the owl take off she breathed a sigh of relief. It was out of her hands now, all she could do was wait for death. Tonks walked out of the shop calmly. The clerk called out to her as she reached the doorway.

"Where shall I send any replies?"

Tonks turned to face him with her red, sunken eyes.

"You can send them to the bottom of the lake."

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Molly was just starting to chop vegetables for dinner when Remus burst in. She jumped and caught her hand on one of the charmed knifes, yelping and bringing her hand to her mouth.

"There had better be a good reason for startling me like that," she said, turning to face Remus. His eyes were wide, and what little colour he usually had was gone. He nodded.

"Remus, whatever's the matter?" Remus held his hands up so she could see. One held a rosewood wand; the other held a small blue backpack.

"Remus? That's Tonks' bag isn't it?" Arthur and Kingsley came in as Molly spoke. "Remus, what's going on?"

"I..I think she's been kidnapped." Remus whispered, landing heavily on a chair.

"What are you talking about?" Arthur asked.

"She..she went to meet someone, I...I was worried so I followed her," Remus explained. "But I got caught up with Dung's baked beans, and when I got there she was gone. She left these," he said, setting the wand and bag on the kitchen table and sinking his head into his hands.

"But...how? Who?"

"I think we can make a fairly accurate guess," Remus mumbled through his fingers and a few tears.

"She could have gone anywhere," Arthur said. "Did you check her flat?" Remus nodded. "Well what about her parents' house? She could have gone the.."

"I don't think so," interrupted Kingsley, sombrely.

"You've been there?" Molly asked, wondering if she really wanted to know. Kingsley nodded, lowering his head.

"I found Edward and Andromeda there dead, along with Narcissa and young Draco Malfoy."

Molly put her hands to her mouth, Arthur moved to comfort her. There was a deep silence, then Remus sprang up, knocking over his chair.

"We have to find her, we have to help her," he said, panicking.

"What have we got to go on?" Asked Kingsley. "We can't do anything to help her if we don't have any leads."

Remus knew he spoke the truth, and kicked the fallen chair out of frustration. Then as if answering their pleas, an owl cooed as it appeared at the window. Arthur unfastened the parchment from it's foot and unrolled it, the bird leaving as quickly as it had arrived.

"It's for you," he said, handing it to Remus. Remus turned it over in his hands, noting the official Hogsmeade Post Office stamp. He unfolded the parchment and read, gasping in horror at what it he saw. For the benefit of the others he then read it aloud.

"Remus,

Tea time was far too optimistic. Fear the worst. Attack imminent. Do not waste resources trying to find me; I am of no further use to the cause. I bid you farewell and good luck, and I hope that where I'm headed, I won't be seeing you very soon.

Tell the others I'm sorry.

All my love,

Tonks"