"Dont Lose Hope"
Chapter four- 'Can Lost hope Make a Comeback?'
Disclaimer: Okay, so we know the drill by now, all the characters, themes Etc… Etc…Etc…all belong to the GREAT J.K Rowling.
The vile smell of vomit hung in Tonks apartment that morning. She was in her natural form, a slim tall Tonks, with mousy brown hair, a slightly pointed nose, and slender lady like hands.
She was sitting legs spread in front of her, leaning against the toilet. Herlank mousy brownhairs stuck to her face from the sweat on her forehead. Her arms lay limp in front of her, and her head hung lazily whilst her eyes had a glazed over look to them. Last night she had drunk her self to a bottomless pit, it was a miracle she had even found a way home.
All of a sudden there was a rising feeling in her stomach and a shiver down her spine, oh no…She clawed her way up to the toilet bowl, and vomited away the rest of her drink. She wiped her mouth on the back of her hand and slumped back onto the tiled floor of her bathroom, falling into a deep sleep.
Sometime later Tonks eyes opened slowly, she could hear a mans voice calling her name, to her it was gurgled and meaningless. She shook her head slowly, and rubbed her eyes. She was groggy and parched; she slowly stood up leaning on the bathroom sink for support. She timidly placed one foot in front of the other, as she made her wobbly way across the living room into the kitchen at a snails pace. She registered the fact that someone was standing in her living room, near the window, but ignored them, not giving a damn. If it was a death eater, she was willing to die,at least that way she would be reunited with Remus.
Remus had run through muggle London, through intersections, past angry motorists, yelling and honking at him. He ignored all of this, his thoughts only on reaching his Tonks, at her apartment, how he'd missed her. 'I'm coming Nymph!' he told himself.
He didn't bother knocking on her door when he arrived, instead pushing it open. 'That's strange, why isn't it locked?' he thought to himself. Panic started to rise in him. He ambled through the apartment, calling her name. There was no sign of life in her bedroom, just an unmade bed, and an empty bottle of Jack Daniels lying on the covers. He walked into the living room, and went to the windowsill that looked over a muggle street. He heard a soft thud, thud, thud, and turned quickly around, to see a half dressed Nymphadora Tonks stumbling drunkenly through the living room, disappearing into the dark kitchen. He ran swiftly after her, crying out, "Tonks! Look at you, what on earth happened?"
She ignored him, and went on to fill a dirty cupwith water. She quickly gulped it down as if she hadn't had a thing to drink in all her life. Remus was perplexed; he took a step back and knocked over the rubbish bin. The contents spilled out, and a coffee mug rolled across the floor stopping at Tonk's bare feet. He leaned down to pick it up, and noticed it was… his cup.
She had given it to him as a moving in present, seeing as she was such a cluts and always broke hers. She thought it would be good for Remus to have a cup that could not be broken by her. Remus felt his heart drop. She had thrown it away. She had lost all hope of him ever returning to her.
Tonks filled a glasswith water hastily and gulped it down. She was parched. All that drinking last night, now she needed to sober up and get on with her life. She heard a loud crash from behind her and turned on the spot to see an unfamiliar man, in her kitchen. He had knocked over the bin and now months of garbage spilled out onto the grimy floor. The man bent down and studied a mug that had rolled outand come to a stop at her feet. He thought for a moment and then stood upright looking her in the eye.
"Nymphadora, can you hear me?" She didn't respond just stared off into space. "Oh Lord, what happened to you Nymph? Come on lets get you into bed." He let out a sigh, and with one swift movement he swept her off the floor, into his strong grasp and carried her into the bedroom. He pulled back the messy covers and gently placed her in the soft bed.
Shefelt safe andcomfortable with this stranger, not worried or panicked. She was warm, calmand felt secure in his arms. She could sense familiarity with him, something about the way he said her name, the way he brushed the hair from her forehead and tucked her neatly into the bed, drawing the blankets up to her chin and giving her a light kiss on the forehead before backing out of the room.
Remus was shocked by the state of her flat, there was rubbish piled up in every corner of every room. Clothes hung from chairs, railings, and doorframes,there was even a hot pink bra draped over the taps of the kitchen sink. 'What has she been up to?' He thought to himself.
He ventured into the bathroom and was shocked when he saw toilet paper hanging from the toilet bowl, spew dribbled over the floor, the mirror was growing furry mould. Over all, the entire place was a real mess. It was obvious she hadn't cleaned. "Gosh Tonks, I disappear and you go to mush" he said to himself in disbelief.
Remus knew what he had to do; he needed to get Tonks back into shape, clean this place up and make sure she was okay. Everything would be okay now; he was back to look after her. Remus set to work; he tackled the kitchen, the bathroom, the lounge and lastly the bedroom.
As he tidied the floor of the bedroom, Tonks lazily opened one eye. She looked so peaceful when she slept, like she had no worries, she looked happy.
"Hi?" she said cautiously, as she watched Remus look up at her.
"Morning Nymphadora," He replied back, standing up and coming to the edge of the bed were he perched softly.
"Remus? Is that really…you?" she began to sit up, but swayed, her head felt so heavy, like it was filled with bricks.
"Steady Nymph, steady" he whispered as he gently helped to hold her upright..
She leaned into his touch, and collapsed into his warm shoulder with a loud sob. "I thought…everyone" she tried saying through tears, "they said you were dead!"
"Shhhh Tonks, it's ok, I'm here now," he reassured her. She broke down in his arms, letting out all the stress and worries into his strong arms. She felt safe again. She could see hope in the distance, all she had to do was walk towards it.
They stayed in this position for quite some time, holding each other. He had missed her so much, but never expected her to be in such a state over his disappearance. He knew deep down that the flat being a mess would not be the extent of her mourning.
A/N Hey, this chapter was sad to write. I'm hoping the next will be a lot happier, but maybe it wont. Remus will discover about her job status etc, ok thanks for reading! Chow Chow. Oh Yeh! Thank you Aoshi for helping me with editing!
I guess Word doesn't pick everything up.
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