Disclaimer: Still don't on Harry Potter, and I don't think Ms. Rowling's about to give it to me.

Chapter Two: Change in Appearance

Tonks looked into the mirror one last time, finally satisfied that she would be able to appeal to Remus's tastes. She ran her fingers through her shoulder-length dark blonde hair, tucking several loose strands behind her ear. Her eyes were a blazing azure, framed with long, dark lashes. Her lips were full and pink, and long silver earrings with multicolored gems hung from her earlobes.

She turned to look at herself from the side, frowning slightly. She was wearing a short denim skirt and knee-high black lace-up boots, complete with a bright blue V-neck t-shirt. Her skin was not pale, but it wasn't tan, either. Though she was very reluctant about it, she decided to very subtly change the size of her chest, as well.

She moved away from the mirror as the doorbell to her flat rang, and she nervously fingered the multicolored stone that hung on a silver chain around her throat. Her nails flashed with silver polish as she opened the door, looking at Remus and smiling happily.

Remus's eyes widened in surprise when they settled on her. There was a brief moment when Tonks thought her heart was going to stop beating, but it passed as he smiled. He looked into her eyes as she stepped aside to let him in. She closed the door and tossed some hair over her shoulder. Sometimes it was difficult with Remus... Sometimes you could read his thoughts like a book, and other times trying to see what his thoughts were was trying to look through muddy water.

"What do you think?" She asked, hoping she didn't sound too uncertain.

Remus smirked. "You're always full of surprises, aren't you?"

Tonks suppressed the urge to raise her eyebrow. That was not the kind of answer she was looking for. "Do you like it?" She pressed onward.

He shrugged. "If you like it. You know I always like what you like."

"Yes, but I want you to like how I look for yourself, not just because I like it," Her eyes pleaded for the truth.

"You look wonderful, as usual. I mean, I wouldn't have ever imagined you to wear a skirt like that. Or a top like that. Or to wear your hair like that, but no matter what you do I always like it."

Tonks felt a pang of guilt but nodded. She was never one to be superficial and be concerned with only looks, she knew that love was not just a physical thing, but a mental and emotional one, as well. She just wanted to please Remus and be everything he dreamed of, inside and out. Was that so bad?

"Is anything the matter?" His voice interrupted her thoughts. She looked at him in surprise.

"No, why?" She turned away from him, walking into her kitchen to begin preparing the lunch she'd promised to have with him.

"Because you look tired. I don't want to be a burden to you, if you're tired I'll just..."

"Remus!" Tonks shot him a glare. "I'm just a little bit tired from working so much, that's all. I want to see you and I want you to be here. If I didn't I wouldn't've (A/N: Yes, I know that word doesn't exist, but that's okay!) asked you here! Now, please, just sit back and relax!"

She and Remus laughed as Tonks cooked. Against popular believe, Tonks wasn't always a clumsy girl. Yes, more often than not she found herself tripping over her own to feet, but not always. Luckily for both of them, today was one of the days where she didn't trip very much, therefore lunch was served without many (if any) accidents.

After Remus left, Tonks sighed and looked into the mirror again. She looked as lovely as she had when she'd opened the door for him, but... She reached up to run a hand through her long hair. It just wasn't her.

But... is that okay? Tonks thought. Is it okay to be someone I'm not just to make someone else happy?

She had never, by any means, considered herself a fool until that moment. Tears filled her eyes and rolled down her cheeks as she looked at herself in the mirror. Her hair changed back to its "natural" short pink, eyes returning to their natural shade of blue, her chest assuming its natural size...

You almost look pretty when you cry, Insecurity whispered in her ear. But are you at all pretty when you aren't?

"Stop it!" She said aloud, turning from the mirror and wiping her eyes furiously. "Remus loves me, he said he doesn't care what I look like."

All men care about what their women look like, don't fool yourself, Insecurity replied.

"Remus is different. Besides, I'm doing this all for him... He'll understand. I know he will." Tonks nodded to herself, forcing Insecurity back into a corner of her mind where it wouldn't reach her.

She sighed deeply, sitting down on her couch and staring at the wall. She felt like she was digging herself into a hole that she was going to have trouble climbing back out of. She looked down at her clothes and frowned in disgust. It was evident that Remus didn't necessarily like what she wore. He was a more traditional man, and he would want a more traditional woman. Someone not so wild, right? She could do that. She would try, at any rate.

TBC!

A/N: I'm hoping that everyone's enjoying this... I'm trying really hard! Keep the reviews coming, readers! I promise I'll update soon!