Phandor the Almighty
Chapter Two: Confusion and Confession
Disclaimer: I'm still not J.K. Rowling. That didn't change overnight. Therefore, Harry Potter doesn't belong to me…
Authors Note: Thank You to all of my reviews! This is the 2nd chapter of the story.
Previously: She grinned from ear to ear. Maybe confusing the old wolf will provide me with some answers….
Remus was beginning to get nervous. His fake, plastered on smile began to waver slightly at the edges. Once again he tried to change the subject.
"Have you seen the latest Quidditch results? Ireland's leading the game at-"
She pushed her finger to her lips. "So Remus……you think I'm attractive?" She practically purred that line. Inside her mind, however, she was in a fit of giggles.
He had no where to run. His eyes darted frantically to the doorway, but she was younger and would beat him to the exit. When he looked back, he saw the strangest thing.
She had changed her hair to bubblegum pink, and put it up in pigtails.
Time for persona number two, she thought.
"Remy, do you have a crush on me?" He cocked his head to the side as she handed him a piece of paper.
I like you
Do you like me?
Check yes or no…
His head was still cocked to the side.
Time for…me…the last step in teasing the werewolf.
When Remus looked up again, Tonks had reverted to her original state. She didn't 'wear' it much.
Her hair was long and sleek black. She had brown eyes, flecked with hints of green. She held a stubborn chin and looked at him with a curvy smile. That smile broke out into a grin.
"Darn, she's really attracti-OKAY! Bad thoughts...bad, bad thoughts…"
"So Remus, have you developed a crush on your fiery haired fellow-auror?"
"Tonks, I'm not going to give you any information."
A terrible exit, he knew, but coping with his feelings right now wasn't his intentional plan for the evening. Well, neither was getting a sugar buzz, but all thoughts of Kinglsey were gone for the moment.
"Okay then, wolf-boy. But I'm going to ask you one more question. Do you not not like me?"
"What?"
"You heard me"
Why is she playing mind-games with me? Just to humiliate me more before she tells me to leave. Still, Sirius always told me that she fancied me…Never before had I ever believed him.
Well, I was planning on leaving soon to go to the Quidditch World cup. Maybe I should just get this over with…yeah…then I'll have an excuse to go…
Remus thought about the rule: Two negatives equal a positive. That meant the correct answer would be…
"No"
Tonks looked crestfallen. Her heart had just shattered into a bunch of tiny little pieces.
"B-but…I thought-"
He placed a finger to his lips. It's now or never…
"I don't like you, Nymphandora."
He stood up from his chair and walked over to her. He picked up her hand gently and brushed it against his lips.
"I love you"
And with that, Remus John Lupin softly met his lips with hers. At first, Tonks couldn't believe what was happening. Then, when she did, Remus pulled away.
"I-I've got to go"
"Wait!"
He turned around to face her, dreading the horrible things she would say to him.
She was touching her finger to her lips, as in disbelief. Slowly, she walked over to him. He cringed slightly, which brought her to giggles. "I'm not going to hit you, you big baby. I love you too"
As open mouthed as Hermione had ever been in her entire lifetime, Tonks was sure that Remus's fish-like gaping had her beat. She stood on tiptoe to reach him and hugged him around the neck.
Shaking off his apparent shock, he kissed her forehead.
"So Tonks, would you go on a date with this old and slightly graying werewolf to the Quidditch world cup with him?"
She laughed at his sudden boldness. "You're not graying, Remy. And I'd love to go"
A/N: Teehee. The next chapter is about their "date" to the Quidditch world cup. It's the final chapter…. -Stranger