Thank you very much for your review Feltonsgirl90210. I also enjoy reading Tonks related stories, she is my favorite character!
Anyway, I must warn you that this will be slash in future chapters, if not in chapter 3 (I'm working on it).
Greyback's hot breath filled Tonks's nostrils as the werewolf bared his yellow fangs with a crazed look in his narrowed eyes. Great, Tonks thought as she tried with all her might to push the beast away from her, I'll probably die from the stink before he gets to sink his bloody teeth into me.
Tonks pushed with her heels against the stone floor, trying to slide from under Greyback while digging her fingernails into his hairy arms.
"Get off of me, dog breath!" she cried while shrugging her shoulders high enough to cover an area of her exposed neck.
Greyback let out a sneer and raised his strong hands towards Tonks's neck, grasping it with tremendous force and digging his own sharp nails into the soft skin, a small trickle of blood poured through the werewolf's fingers and down his wrists. With a delusional fanged smile, the man brought a hand to his face and licked the blood off his fingers with a low growl.
He's toying with me, Tonks grabbed at the hand that still held a strong grip on her neck, trying to pry the fingers open with her tired hands and kicking the man's shins harder than ever; she was beginning to black out, as breath slowly left her burning lungs.
Suddenly, Greyback let out an angry growl as he was pulled back from the pink-haired girl; it seemed as someone had gotten hold of the hair on the back of Greyback's head as he raised his hands and swiped blindly at something behind his back.
Tonks took a deep painful breath and pushed herself away from the kneeling werewolf, who was trashing wildly, trying to release his hair from the strong grip. Sitting up with a groan, Tonks stuck a hand inside her robes, searching for her wand frantically while Greyback continued to howl and scream.
"Dammit!" Tonks cried as she shook her head and patted her clothes, she had lost her wand! "Where the Hell is it?"
"Your wand eez beside zis animal's foot!" a loud voice cried from behind Greyback, who had managed to climb into his feet, he was now shaking his head with enough force to break his thick neck. A long thin arm, had wrapped its way across Greyback's neck as the werewolf continued with the violent struggle.
Tonks spotted her wand on the floor, very close to Greyback's left foot, if she didn't retrieve itnowthe wandwas going to be smashed by the werewolf's heavy boots.
With a quick dive at the man's legs, Tonks miscalculated the distance and ended up knocking Greyback's legs backwards, the man widened his eyes as his body toppled forwards over a crouched Tonks.
"Aaaaaah!" the person holding on to Greyback had joined him for the ride as the werewolf fell on his face, his legs had wrapped around Tonks's waist, trapping the girl with an iron hold.
"Not again!" Tonks growled, she was flat on her stomach, lying on top of Greyback's right leg.
"Do you always 'ave to be so clumzee?"
Tonks turned her head at the comment; her eyes were narrowed in exasperation as she laid eyes on the person holding a struggling Greyback.
Her heart skipped a beat as she caught sight of a long sheet of silvery hair, Tonks blinked as she realized it was Fleur Delacour who had pulled the werewolf back from her. The French girl was still holding the man's wide shoulders with an arm as she maintained her hold on his dirty hair with a determined look.
Tonks shook her head and resumed her search for the wand, lowering her head to the floor, she looker around; it was under Greyback's thigh, reaching with a bruised hand under the man's strong leg, Tonks grabbed at the tip of her wand with outstretched fingers.
"Hurry!" Fleur cried with a shocked voice, she was losing her grip on Greyback, he had managed to release his head from Fleur's hold. Tonks dug her fingers deeper into the small space between Greyback's thigh and the stone floor; she pulled at the wand, bringing the tip outwith her frantic fingers.
Greyback had pushed himself with his arms, knocking Fleur off of his back, the girl let out a small cry of surprise as she fell hard on her side.
"Stupid girl!" he bellowed and launched his arms at Fleur's shoulders with a hungry look in his wild face. Greyback's legs had lost their grip on Tonks's waist and the girl lost no time in handling her wand and shooting a Stunning Spell with a flick of her wand.
The jet of light hit Greyback's back and blasted him forward over Fleur's head, the werewolf crashed loudly several feet away on the floor, he was out cold.
Sighing loudly, Tonks looked at Fleur, who was breathing heavily and rubbing her shoulders with a grimace.
"Well, that's that" Tonks muttered and climbed to her feet, her eyes scanned the Great Hall for any other Death Eaters, her fellow members of the Order had taken care of them; a large pile of faceless figures were now huddled in the middle of the large room, many of them were unconscious, leaving only half a dozen terribly wounded.
This was only the first attack down here, Tonks thought as she looked over at the other robed figures, the members of the Order that had been killed, they were still lying on the floor, if it weren't for the positions they had acquired on the fall, it would've seen as if they were only taking a nap, I hope that the others upstairs are not having a tough time.
Looking down at Fleur, Tonks's breath caught in her chest as shestared at the younger girl, after a few seconds she offered Fleur a hand to help her up.
Fleur was massaging her sore shoulders with shaky hands; she was deep in thought as she failed to notice Tonks's hand beside her face. It was so close, Fleur thought with a grimace, what if that beast had bitten me…like he bit Bill.
"Fleur" a soft voice brought Fleur back from her troubled thoughts; she looked up and noticed Tonks's bruised hand reaching down to her.
Attempting a small smile, Fleur took it and she was pulled up by the pink-haired girl, her feet felt like lead as she struggled to stand beside Tonks.
Fleur took a deep breath and looked around the Great Hall; her eyes were filled with sadness as she trailed her stare on their dead companions. They were so young, she thought and a burning sensation began to rise on her throat, Fleur turned her eyes on the Death Eaters and felt a rush of anger as she laid eyes on Greyback's immobile form, he had taken Bill away from her and she would never rest until the werewolf was dead.
Fleur tightened her hands into fists and noticed that she was still holding Tonks's hand on her own; Fleur looked at Tonks, who was still so concentrated on hearing any other battling sounds that she failed to feel the French girl's grip on her hand, and looked down at her slipper-clad feet with a smile.
Even though Tonks made her inner anxious personality explode into exasperated cries, Fleur considered Tonks a very dear friend, she didn't know the Metamorphmagi as well as she'd like, but being around her was always fun and made Fleur forget about Bill's death for a few minutes.
Fleur's thoughts wavered to the heavy bandaged Bill and she blinked the rising tears with a low cry, while she pulled her hand away from Tonks's with a violent jerk of her arm.
"Why didn't you kill him?" Fleur demanded, pointing at a surprised Tonks, her voice was calm but accusing as her head was filled with horrible visions of Bill's deformed face as he lay on a hospital bed. "He killed Bill" her voice was just above a whisper, only Tonks could hear Fleur's mutterings as they stood on the Great Hall, surrounded by destroyed walls and tables, by bodies of their friends and enemies.
Tonks opened her mouth to answer the shuddering girl and her eyes widened with uncertainty. "I…don't like killing" Tonks answered with a low voice as she continued to look at the blonde girl, "unless I have to".
Tonks knew Fleur was still hurting and there was nothing else she'd rather do than comfort the girl but now was not the time for crying, if Moody was right, more Death Eaters would be making their way into Hogwarts...soon.