Hi everyone. Here is the second chapter.

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Beta reader: Kate Glasgow


"Get the hell away from me!" Tonks screamed in her sleep causing everyone in the house to wake up in fear of an attack. Tonks was awoken by the sound of her door being broken down by the people that were left in the house.

"What's the matter?" Remus asked, hurriedly checking around the room for intruders. "Where are they?

"What are you talking about? Why is everyone in my room?" Tonks questioned accusingly.

"You were screaming 'get the hell away from me'. Don't you remember?" Molly said.

"I was having a dream that Voldemort," a shudder passed through Arthur and Molly, "was shooting the Avada Kedavra curse at all of the members of the Order and then he came at me with it." Tonks said fearfully, rubbing her fire-red eyes before changing them to a green that still conveyed the fear that was pulsing through her body.

"Listen, it is ok. So far there haven't been any casualties." Molly tried to explain calmly, she wasn't succeeding.

"LIAR! Sirius was a casualty. He never should have been out! He was not supposed to leave! Someone should have stayed behind. We should have realized that he wanted to come." Tonks said, exploding, her hair turning long, wild, and as fiery as her eyes.

"Tonks, that is not what I meant." Molly said with hurt in her voice.

"Here, I think we all could use a bit of this." Remus took a rather large piece of chocolate and split it into chunks for everyone present to eat, handing the biggest chunk to Tonks herself. "Now I think it would be best if we all went to bed. Lord knows that we need the sleep."

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Later that night, Tonks crept downstairs and curled up in one of the creature free pieces of furniture. A book of photos lay in her hands. As she opened it, tears sprang into her purple eyes at the very thought of what was in this book. The first picture was a young teenager holding an infant with pink eyes. The teenager's rather long hair was hanging in his eyes as he played with the baby's fingers. The next picture was of the same teenager along with three others that were about the same age. The one who had dark, very messy hair and playful brown eyes was waving and playing around with Sirius. The other two were a little bit off to the side. The fat, portly one kept trying to get closer to the other two, but would then just move back. The tall, brown-haired, gray-eyed boy was sitting on the grass reading a rather large book. Occasionally, he would look up and showoff a gorgeous smile. Tonks's eyes lingered over the faces of Sirius and Lupin.

"Lupin has to be taking this pretty badly as well. All of his real friends were gone, all of them taken in one way or another by Voldemort. I've only lost one person I really cared about to that bastard. Lupin probably relived James's death when Sirius died." Tonks thought to herself.

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Upstairs Remus sat hunched up in bed. He couldn't seem to sleep. He was wrapped in his soft red cotton sheets up to his torso. His bare chest showed some of the memories of his more intense werewolf years. Scars littered his abdomen. The muscles in his back were extremely tense and strong.

"The full moon is only a week away. What would happen if there were to be an attack now that Voldemort knows we are weak emotionally and Tonks gets hurt while I am curled up in some corner of the Forbidden Forest? I could not stand the thought that things might have been different if I had not had this beast sleeping inside of me."

The light from the one small candle in the room played with the shadows that danced on the walls of the small room. In fury, Remus picked up the candle and hurled it at the wall as his shadow became more wild and beast like. "Damn this life I live. Damn these feelings that pound through me. Damn me to hell." He spoke to the darkness as guilt creeped into every fiber of his being.