Sing a Song for Me
Chapter 4 – Closing In
AN: Oh. My. Gosh. I feel like I've failed all of you. This is why I don't like starting stories; I have a very difficult time motivating myself to continue, and therefore, there are often long pauses between the updates. Ah, well, the saga continues.
There is a very minor reference from the sixth book in this chapter, but it won't ruin anything for you if you haven't read the Half-Blood Prince.
Tonks stared down at the picture in her hands. It was of Remus. He turned toward her, shocked, and a small smile played on his lips. His eyes betrayed him though; their intensity and sadness overcame everything else. A tear slid down Tonks's face. She wiped it away and grabbed a tissue.
Blast you, Remus. Blast you. "What were you thinking?" She demanded of the empty room. "You can't always be the hero. The idea of hiding among werewolves…and that…whatever his name is. Monsters." Tonks propped the picture up on her nightstand. "You're not like them. You're broken and afraid. But you aren't evil. Oh, my darling. I love you so much." Her eyes welled with tears, but she didn't let them fall. She blinked several times and stretched out onto the bed.
Tonks awoke early the next morning. With eyes closed, she reached in the direction of her wand and hit something hard.
"Ow." A muffled voice said.
Tonks sat up alertly and stared at the large lump on her right. "Remus?" She asked nervously.
Remus uncovered his head and stared up at Tonks with bleary eyes.
"Remus!" He was immediately embraced. A moment later, Tonks pulled away and gazed at him with suspicion.
"That was a wretched thing to do to me."
"What…?"
"You thought you'd just sneak back here and avoid all adverse consequences."
"I don't know what you're talking about."
Tonks gave Remus a hard smack on the side of his head.
"What on earth…?"
"And how could you go off like that into horrible danger and just leave me here?"
"I wasn't given much notice." Remus rubbed his head. "I'm sorry."
"Pitiful."
"What?"
"All of that denying, and you simply apologize. No fanfare at all."
Remus stared at Tonks with obvious puzzlement.
"You could at least give me a kiss. Gone for days and days…"
Remus smiled and kissed her on the mouth. "There. Better? Am I forgiven, O queen?"
Tonks sat in contemplation for several moments. "Oh, I suppose so. But don't call me a queen ever again. And now I have to get ready for work. You get some rest. If you are up and about when I return, I will make you do horrible things." Shegrinned wickedlyand strode out of the room.
"Is that a challenge, then?" Remus called after her, but Tonks must have been out of ear-shot,as she didn't reply.
AN: Well, that was really short. Sorry about that. This was based very loosely on "Closing In" by Imogen Heap. It was supposed to be all sad and dramatic, but it ended up going in the opposite direction. I'm not sure I like it much, actually. But oh, well. Hint: I love reviews; they are my bread and water (well, okay, not quite…but still, I love them). They make me very happy and encourage me to write more. :)
