Thanks to those who reviewed chapter 3 :D!
It's wonderful to know that people are still liking the story, despite the weird plot. LOL!
Anyway, here's chapter 4 :D!
Let the Tonks/Moody madness continue ;)
Chapter 4: Who said I do?
MadEye gulped, and he was the kind of man who never gulped. Why would he? He never feared anything. Today though, was different. Today, he feared. Oh, he feared, alright...He feared what he and Tonks 'might' had done the night before.
He cleared his throat and did his best to keep his eyes on hers, both of them, even his magical one. Because if he showed a thread of awkwardness, he knew it would appear as if he knew "something".
"Oh, are ya' askin' about these? These um, rings?" He showed his hand to her and smiled. He felt his lips quiver. "I guess they're just, erm, gold rings, as you can see. Well, yer not blind, aren't ya, Tonks? You can clearly see what they are!" He wanted to appear angry and innocent. "We – we probably bought them from some gift shoppe when – when we got all drunk and all."
Tonks, too, had a difficult time looking him straight in the eyes, both of them, even the one that could see through things. She gave off a faint, fake laughter. "Haha...Yeah. Yeah, I mean, of all the things we could buy, we decided to buy two gold rings --- matching ones at that." She looked at her left hand and wriggled her fingers. "You know, people just don't do that for no reason at all."
"What...What are you trying to say?" He asked, nervous to his stomach. Well of course he knew what she was trying to say, but to accept that would be preposterous!
She looked at him straight in the eyes and raised her brows. "MadEye, you know what I'm talking about." She raised her hand by her face and wriggled her ring finger. "You know as well as I do what I mean by these rings. Unless of course if you've never heard of ma---"
MadEye just boisterously laughed. It was his own little way of 'shrugging her off'. Then he stood up, using his wooden leg as leverage, and brushed off his knees. "Tonks, you're out of your mind!" He bellowed. "If I were you, I'd stop it with that pink hair. It's starting to mess with yer brain! You want to know what I think? I think, that in all our drunken stupor, we passed by some trinkets shoppe and bought ourselves a pair of matching gold rings. Why'd we do that? Because we were drunk, sentimental, and had nothing else to do with our bloody time!"
He picked up the dress shirt from the bed and quickly put it on. "So if I were you'd, I'd just go back to Hogsmeade and pretend that this morning never happened! Ever!"
Tonks followed suit and stood up from the floor. Then she rolled her eyes and sighed as she put her pink tanktop on. "MadEye, you are sooo in-denial. I mean, what if we really did something 'stupid'."
He spun around and faced her. "Tonks! We 'really' did something stupid! We got bloody drunk, we went here, got undressed, and lo and behold, we bought these stupid rings!" He angrily pulled the ring off his ring finger and tossed it away. "So there, no more ring! Nothing to make a fuss out off. If I were you, I'd do the same and forget about it."
The younger Auror frowned. Was she actually hurt by how he was acting? "So what? That's just it? We just walk away? Well if you won't do something about it, I will! Because the last thing I want is for Lupin to someday propose to me and me finding out that me and Lupin can't get married because apparently, I'm already married to someone else!"
Moody's normal eye shot open and his jaw dropped. He looked as if he had seen the most horrendous thing in his life. "Are you – are you implying that..." He gasped and took a nervous step back. "No!" He whispered. "You're not saying that we...That we..." He motioned his hand back and forth towards Tonks and himself. "That you and I, that we...we...Well, dammit, lass, you know what I'm talking about! You were the one who brought the stupid idea up!"
Before Tonks could react, there was a knock at the door. They looked at the door, and looked at each other.
"Who could that be now?" Moody asked.
"Room service!" The person behind the door said.
Tonks sighed and rolled her eyes. "I'll get it." Then she glared at Moody and firmly poked him on the chest. "And 'you', you stay here. Let me handle it. After all, we don't want to freak 'im out with that magical eye of yours." She said, waving a finger at his face.
Moody huffed and proudly placed his hands on his waist. "Well I got 'ere with this magical eye, lass, and you don't hear an angry mob knockin' at our door!" He refuted.
"Well maybe it's because they thought it was a costume or something!" She whispered angrily.
The man on the other side of the door knocked again. "Room service! Is anyone there?"
"These muggles and their bloody 'room service'!" He barked.
"Ssh!" Shushed Tonks as she placed a finger over her lips. "Just let me handle it, okay?"
Moody exhaled and his shoulders helplessly drooped down. Why was he taking orders from her anyway? Shouldn't he be the one 'handling' the situation?
"Fine then!" He finally agreed. "You go do whatever you need to do. Make them stop bugging us if you can. You're a better talker anyway. And a pretty one at that. As for me, I'll at least 'try' to piece it all together. Oh Merlin, help me now." He whispered to himself.
"Good." Tonks said affirmatively.
She then turned on her heel, and walked towards the door. She opened it, and came face to face with a rather nice-looking hotel attendant. He was moderately tall, had feathery dark brown hair, a friendly face, and deep almond brown eyes. It was then when she realized that she was only wearing her lacy lingerie, and her skimpy pink tank top. To add to that, she could definitely see the blush on his cheeks, and the surprise in his face. Oh why couldn't she had met him before that night?
"Miss Tonks!" The young man exclaimed. His voice had a cheery tone to it and his lips wore a humble smile.
Tonks didn't know whether to reply or react in the same manner. He did seem to know her though. And for some odd reason, he was rather familiar to her too. Had she seen him somewhere before? Either way, he was pretty cute, so she might as well strike a conversation with him.
"Um, hi!" She replied. "So, you're here for room service, huh?" She asked. She couldn't help but smile as she looked at him since he was also smiling at her.
"Oh, yes!" He replied, looking rather shaken. It was almost as if he had forgotten why he was there in the first place. He stepped aside and revealed the food cart behind him. On the cart was a dome and some eating utensils. There was also a small vase with a luscious white rose sticking out of it, and by the vase were two napkins with the hotel's logo on it.
He took the dome off and revealed the scrumptious breakfast meal that steamed beneath it. There were eggs and wheat bread. There was a bowl of salad, and a dozen slices of oranges. A stick of butter and a coffee set completed the presentation.
"Here's your breakfast meal, miss." Said the young man. "The manager sends his regards to you and ---"
"Who are you again?" Tonks asked, narrowing her eyes as she looked at him. She wanted to know where she had met him before. She was sure she had.
The smile on his face grew wider. "Miss Tonks, I'm Henry. Henry Miles. We talked last night, remember? You and your ---"
"Henry?" She asked. Well, the name did sound familiar. Then she chuckled to herself. "I'm really sorry, Henry. I guess I was a little woozy last night. I hope I didn't cause you any trouble." She could feel her cheeks flushing. She couldn't help but feel embarrassed in his presence. What if she made a fool out of herself when she had met him? She knew she was loony when she was drunk...Loonier and wackier than she usually was than her normal self.
Henry laughed. "Oh no! Not at all, Miss Tonks! You were a delight to speak with. And it was try wonderful hearing about you and your husband."
Tonks was about to laugh and smile back, when she realized what he had said. And at that moment, her face turned pale in shock. "What did you say?"
The young man was surprised with the sudden change in Tonks' expression. "I, um, I said you were a delight to speak with, madame."
She quickly shook her head from side to side. "No, no. Not that. What you said after that..."
"Oh!" He said in awe. "The one about you and your husband?"
"Husband?" She immediately asked. "What husband? Who husband? Which one?" She was panicking now. Oh goodness, she hoped he would not say who she thought he was going to say.
At this point, Henry looked utterly confused. He was sure she was married. "The man you booked in with last night. I believe his name is Mr. Alastor Moody, am I correct? And I guess it's safe to assume that that makes you Mrs. Moody. Though you did tell me last night to call you Tonks instead."
Tonks was frozen in place. She seemed as if she was looking right through him. She couldn't fathom what he had just said. She couldn't even stomach it. At first she thought it was a joke. At first she thought the rings were perhaps mock-up wedding rings - something they had just bought along the way. But it really seemed like a wedding took place. A wedding she could not even remember. Her own wedding, and she could not remember it. And what made it tons worse, was the fact that she had just married someone she knew she would never marry in a million years.
"Um, Miss Tonks? Are you all right?" He asked her, rather cautiously. The woman in front of him seemed to have drifted off into a state of shock.
Tonks gulped, and slowly moved her eyes to look at his. "Well, thank you for informing me, Henry, of my...marriage." She talked slowly and monotonously. Almost as if all the energy in her blood had been sucked out. "Anyway, I'll be taking this now." She reached for the food cart, and slowly pushed it into their room.
Once she was inside, she shut the door behind her with a loud bang and marched into the room proper. Her hair had turned crimson red, and her eyes glared in frustration. The shock of her discovery had finally faded away, and it was about time to face it. Face the facts. Further more, she couldn't believe this was happening to her!
"MadEye!" She shouted. He didn't seem to be where she had left him. She closed her hands into tight fists and surveyed the room. MadEye Moody was gone. Alastor had left the building, somehow. Then she saw the door to the bathroom slightly open. Or perhaps he was still there...
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