REMUS POV!
I stood there, breathless, completely unaware of what was going on around me. Love? Love? Love? LOVE?
How could she love me? Everyone was saying she and Charlie Weasley would get together (A/N: had to add that since Tonks+Charlie would be ADORABLE IN WAYS YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW, even though I am a true Tonks Remus shipper of course).
"Wh- What?" I stuttered.
"I think you heard me," she said giving me a stern look.
"But… You are so young! Nymphadora! You have so many guys to choose from. Safer, younger, richer men that can take care of you and protect you! I'm old. I'm a… werewolf. I'm poor. I'm not right for you at all!" I ranted and raved.
Tears welled up in her pretty little eyes.
"I don't care," she bit her lip, determined to look strong.
"You need someone else," I told her.
"I need you." She whispered, turning away and walking out, leaving me with my heart ripped to pieces.
Go after her a voice in my head urged/
No! I argued defiantly.
Why not?
Why should I?
Because you love her.
NO! I don't!
But I knew it, I had known it, and I would forever know it. I love Nymphadora Tonks.
The next day we were to leave for our assigned places. I woke up early in the morning with everyone rushing around outside my door. I pulled on my clothes and packed up.
My life was at one of its lowest points that gray and rainy morning. I was going off to live with the werewolves for six months and I just denied the woman I loved most in the world a chance to be happy.
I sighed and apparated without saying goodbye.
TONKS POV!
I rubbed my temples to clear the throbbing headache that had send needles of hot pain up and down my head, which was already swimming with thoughts that I didn't even want to address.
I was going to Hogwarts today and was actually very glad to leave the company of Remus.
"Ooh," I gasped, holding my stomach. I hadn't slept a wink. Just his name sent shivers down my miserable spine. I closed my eyes and with a small whimper I sat on my bed with my face in my hands.
"Oh, Dear. We're all leaving, clearing out the house! And- oh my! What's wrong?" Mrs. Weasley asked in alarm when she saw me, because now I had started to sob into my hands.
She walked over and sat down carefully beside me on the bed, laying her hands gently onto my back.
"I don't feel well," I moaned. She shook her head and pulled me into a hug.
"What hurts?" She asked.
"My heart," I replied.
I stood watching the students file by off the Hogwarts express, its engine roaring warmly and puffing steam into the chilly, rainy air.
One second year boy ran up behind a girl with two pigtails and a pink dress. He pulled one of her pigtails and she whipped around to face him. I thought she was going to cry, but instead she curled her hand into a fist and sank a hard punch into his jaw. The boy started to cry and ran away.
I laughed out loud, proud of the little pig-tailed girl.
"Nice one!" I cried, high fiving the beaming little girl. For a second I was my old self again, laughing and joking.
Then I realized that Harry wasn't in the crowd.
"I could've missed him," I thought. Maybe I'm just being paranoid. But I stepped onto the train that was starting to move down the tracks.
I walked down the halls, memories playing like a film without sound. I remembered… friend I'd had.
Ghosts of my past came running down the corridors. My friends, brave people… It seems like all of them were gone now. All the people I had known as a child. All the people I had loved and laughed with were gone now. They were somewhere else gone at the hands of Voldemort. For what? What good did it do? What good did anything do? Loving was just a setup for disappointment, heartbreak and abandonment, I thought bitterly.
Then I saw a compartment with the curtains pulled shut. I opened the door and found… nothing.
"Hullo?" I called softly.
Then I saw the tip of a finger, laying there on the ground…
"Wotcher, Harry!" I said, pulling the cloak off his petrified body.
I unfroze him and he attempted to wipe blood off of his bruised face.
"We'd better get out of here, quickly," I suggested, "Come on, we'll jump."
We hurried down the corridor and jumped off of the train, something I've always wanted to do.
"Who did it?" I asked.
"Draco Malfoy. Thanks for… well…"
"No problem," I replied distractedly.
I fixed his nose quickly and we started walking.
"Thanks a lot!"
"You'd better put that cloak back on, and we can walk up to the school" I said.
I waved my wand and my patronus ran off down the path. I sighed and tears came to my eyes as I watched the silvery werewolf run off.
"Was that a patronus?"
"Yes, I'm sending word off to the castle that I've got you or they'll worry. Come on, we'd better not dawdle."
We had a conversation as we walked along the path. He inquired about why I was here and how I had found him.
Then Snape came walking down the darkened path. Snape turned to Harry and started insulting him quite unfairly.
"There is no need to wait, Nymphadora, Potter is quite- ah- safe in my hands," Snape told me unconvincingly.
"I meant Hagrid to get the message," I said, frowning.
"Hagrid was late for the start of term feast, just like Potter here, so I took it instead. And incidentally, I was interested to see your new patronus."
What? That was the last thing I needed! Snape in on my personal life? I don't think so!
"I think you were better off with the old one. The new one looks weak," he said maliciously.
"Good night," Harry called, "Thanks for… Everything."
"See you, Harry," I replied. Then I turned and walked alone down the pitch black path. Maybe Snape was right. Maybe I was better off before.
I worked really hard on this! Yes, the "Memories playing like a film without sound…" part is from the song graduation. I like it. I know this chapter was just a transitional chapter, but next chapter will be more interesting… I hope! Thanks, I hope you REVIEW.
