Disclaimer: I don't own any of them. points to JK They're hers, honest.
On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?
Nymphadora Tonks paced her small London flat boredly, her hair a vivid pink, though it didn't really reflect her mood. "Where the hell is he?" She mumbled to herself, casting another glance at the door before throwing herself onto the sofa.
She hadn't seen him since the funeral, and it was wearing her down. She was garbed in a knee-length, shabby-looking nightdress of white cotton. There was a knock at the door and Tonks stood up, at the door before you could say 'Bob's your uncle'. "Remus?" She asked as she opened the door, but the name trailed off into a scream as the figure at the door resolved itself to be someone she definitely wasn't expecting.
"Get the fuck away from me!" She yelled, backing towards the sofa where her wand lay. Picking it up, she waved it threateningly. "Get the fuck out of my house, you bitch!"
"Really, Tonks, is that any way to talk to your cousin?"
"Bellatrix, you bitch, get out of my house before I curse you out!"
Bellatrix laughed, raising her wand. "Put it down, Tonks, or I'll hex your hand off. I want to talk."
"Talk? What's there to talk about?" Tonks yelled, her eyes locked on Bellatrix's wand. "You killed Sirius!" At this point, her eyes were full of tears. "Now get out!" Bellatrix sighed. "If you do insist on making this hard for yourself... Stupefy!"
"Protego!"
"Hmm, you're better than I thought, little cousin. Let's see you shield charm this." And even as the woman said it, Tonks fell to the ground with a yell, bleeding from a large gash on her face and across her chest. "Too simple. Stupefy!" And with that, Bellatrix LeStrange picked up Nymphadora Tonks and left the building, to return to the alleyway down the side of the block of flats and take hold of an empty tin can. Seconds later, she was gone.
Tonks woke up slowly, her eyes unfocused for a moment before everything came into focus sharply, and the first thing she saw was the thing she most wanted and yet most dreaded seeing at that moment in time.
Remus J. Lupin.
"Remus!" She cried, tears streaming down her face. The lycan looked up at her and blinked. "Nympha- Tonks?"
"Remus, you're alright!" She exclaimed, struggling to her feet from where she had been lying to stumble over to Remus, clinging to the sandy-haired man as if there were no tomorrow. "I'm so glad you're alright, Remus, so, so glad..." She sobbed. Remus wrapped his arms around the sobbing metamorphmagus silently. "Severus got me."
"Bella." Tonks replied. Remus nodded. "I wonder why?"
"I don't know, and I don't care, Remus. I'm just glad you're here. You're alright."
"I'm fine... You're not looking too good, though."
"She hit me with a Sectumsepmra."
"But you're alright."
"I'll be fine... How are we going to get out of this mess? I take it the door's locked?"
"And the windows. I don't know, Tonks, dear."
Tonks sighed. "I don't care... Not right now... I've got you. I love you, Remus." Remus smiled, a smile that reached his eyes for the first in a long time.
"I bet you say that to all the boys."