AN: Sorry it's taken so long guys! I've been really sick with the flu, and any time reading or writing just exhausts me so the point where I need to lie down and take a nap. I'm feeling a bit better today, so I thought I'd churn something out. Thank you so much to all my lovely reviewers, it really makes me happy to know that people care enough to read this!

The Visitor.

Tonks sat on the couch in her dark living room. It was nearing ten pm, and she was alone. It was completely silent, save for the sound of shells cracking from the sunflower seeds she was eating. She knew that she could magically deshell them, but what was the point? Doing it herself was much more fun and tasted better too. The only problem was that sometimes her hair would get in her mouth. It was still brown, wavy and fell to her chin. She hated it and missed her vibrant pink hair but no matter how hard she tried, she could not make it change colour. Molly figured it was because of her pining for Remus. Tonks wished she could move on with her life, but she couldn't. He was stuck living with other werewolves who don't appreciate that he lives with wizards and is one himself. They feel he is a traitor and it is only a matter of time before they get angry and kill him…Tonks stifled a sob. She tried to tell herself that Remus was a strong, intelligent wizard who would not get himself killed. Her thought were interrupted by a knock on the door. She jumped. She didn't know anybody who would visit her this late in the evening; her parents were often in bed by nine. Warily, Tonks opened the door, with her wand in her hand. It was Remus.

" Remus! I'm so glad to see you, I was just thinking of you!" Tonks jumped into his arms and he patted her back awkwardly.

"Tonks you silly girl. You're an auror, you've learned about the security measures. What if I'm a death eater?"

Tonks rolled her eyes. She didn't like having to do this but she knew it was necessary. " What form does your patronus take?"

"A wolf."

"Now will you come in?"

"Remus entered into the dark apartment without another word. Tonks turned the lights on with a flick of her wand and led him to the couch."

"Would you like anything to eat Remus?"

"Some chocolate would be nice. I haven't had any in a long time and you know how it's my favourite."

"Yes I know, I…always keep some here for you, you know in case you come visit." Remus gave her a look and she stopped talking, except to summon the chocolate from the fridge. It came on a plate, already cut up into individual pieces.

"It almost looks as if you were expecting me."

"Well…I always hope you visit. Have you been doing okay with the werewolves? I wish Dumbledore would realize it is a lost cause with Greyback out there. You're in danger."

"I knew what I was getting into when I agreed to do this Tonks. I am doing okay, I am having little luck convincing them but I am seeing what they are up to which is valuable to the Order since they are fully supporting the death eaters. It is well known among them that I do not agree with their positions…they don't like that…" Remus trailed off.

Tonks looked Lupin over. His robes were badly torn, and there was dried blood in places. She noticed fresh blood on his left shoulder and gasped.

"Remus you've been hurt. Why didn't you tell me?"

"I…I don't need anything Tonks. It is just a small wound, it will heal on its own without any help."

"I don't care. Let me take a loot. Take off your robes." Remus halfheartedly protested to which Tonks responded "now!"

Not wanting to upset her further, Lupin complied with her. He undid his robes and removed the t-shirt he was wearing underneath. Tonks stared at his torso. It was lined with scars, often deep and large, most were old, but some were fresh and raw. The wound on his shoulder looked to be a gash from a set of claws. She figured a fully transformed werewolf jumped him during the full mood.

"When I was a kid I used to tear at myself during the full moon. Now all these new ones are from fights with the others. We're all monsters, we can't afford the wolfsbane and most wouldn't want it anyway. They take pride in the monster inside them…"

"Remus, let me clean that and bandage it up. It will get infected if I don't. I've got some medicine in the washroom, it may not scar as bad if I use it."

"No Tonks. Don't do anything. If I return smelling of medicine and bearing bandages on my shoulder then they will know I've visited a wizard. It would anger them and they may kill me. You musn't do anything. It will heal, all my wounds have eventually. Anyways, it is a cursed wound, it will scar anyway, no matter what you put on it. I'm used to it."

"Oh Remus…I didn't think of that. At least let me clean it. It will get infected if I don't do something about it. They won't notice that will they?"

"I should hope not. Go ahead, get it done then."

Tonks muttered a healing spell, and Lupin winced as she did it; it stung.

"There you go Remus. You can put your clothes back on now…or you can keep them off too." She added hopefully.

Lupin chuckled softly as he put his t-shirt and robes back on. "You're cute Tonks, you really are. But…we've talked about this before. You know it is not possible. I didn't come here for a shag or anything of that sort, I came because if I didn't, Molly would have my head next time I saw her. I know you're worried about me and I thought I would reassure you that I'm not…dead or anything. I should probably go soon, if I'm gone much longer they will begin to suspect something." Lupin stood to leave.

"I wish you would at least stay the night. I could sleep on the couch and you could have the bed. Nothing would have to happen, I would just know that you have somewhere soft and warm to sleep."

"Thank you for the offer but I really must refuse. Maybe next time, so keep the offer open. Thank you very much for the chocolate and your hospitality." Lupin walked to the door with Tonks. He opened his arms awkwardly and Tonks hugged him tightly.

"I love you Remus" she whispered into his ear.

"I know, and I love you too. You're a wonderful friend." They separated, and with a nod, Lupin left her house.

Tonks sat back on her couch and cried herself to sleep. He didn't understand how much she loved him, how she didn't care that he was poor or a werewolf or older than her. Her love was unconditional, as all love should be. But he didn't think he was worthy of it and that killed her. She woke up early the next morning, with dried tears on her cheek and a newly broken heart.