Disclaimer: Characters belong to J. K. Rowling. Song that inspired story by H.I.M. though I don't know the title of it. I think it called Funeral of Hearts.

Warning: If you are a H.I.M. fan, I might have some of the lyrics wrong, due to the fact that I cannot understand some of the things that he says. Sorry.

Authors Notes: Story takes place in the summer after HBP. One-shot. This is more then anything going to be something very short and it isn't like other things that I've written.

Summary: As their first date, Tonks takes Remus to a Weird Sisters concert, but sees something that disturbs her while watching the band that introduces her favorite artist.

Vulnerable Glow

Remus and Tonks stood in a crowd, front row and center, staring as a crew set up the stage for the band that was to introduce the Weird Sisters. The band that was going to play was called Los Lupos, a band that Tonks had recently heard a song from. A song that she liked as was excited to see that they were going to perform. As for Remus, he was looking around, in a somewhat confused fashion. He'd never before been to a concert. It had never been his "scene".

At long last the stage was finally ready and Los Lupos, which consisted of a drummer, bassist, guitarist and two vocalist. The only one that was a girl was one of the vocalists. Remus stared at the girl and a shiver ran through him as he recognized the 22-year-old beauty that now stood before a mic. He recognized her beautiful, straight, black hair; her black eyes; pale face; dark red lips and thin body. She was impossible to forget. She had a black skirt on that reached to her knees and a black and red corset.

"Love's the funeral of hearts/ And and ode for, Cruelty/ When angels cry blood/ Flowers of evil, in bloom/," started out the male vocalist, accompanied by a guitar. A screen behind him lit up with images so large that everyone could see. A head in a grave, angels crying, they were the first things that he could see. "The Funeral of hearts/ And plead for, mercy/ When love is a gun/ Separating me from you," As he sang the rest of the band came in. In the background the screen was turning from the twisted images to something else. It became a silver swirl like that of a pensive.

"She, was the sun,/ Shining upon/ The tomb of your hopes/ And dreams,/ So frail," Selene sang in a hauntingly lovely voice that caused a shiver to go down his back. She'd taken the mic in her hand and walked close to the edge of the stage. In the background the image of a student of Hogwarts in Ravenclaw robes, a seventh year, was smiling at a teacher. The sun shining down upon her caused her to glow.

"He, was the moon/ Painting you/ With its glow,/ So vul-nerable/ And Pale," the male sang as he stepped closer to the Selene. Remus was too concerned with the words of the song and watching the man step close to Selene to pay attention to the screen in the background.

But Tonks was. In the background, the Ravenclaw girl, who she now noted was the singer on the stage, was laying down on her back. The pale light of the glowing moon was shining down on her, causing her skin to glow. But that was not what interested her. What interested her was the man that was tracing her face with his fingers, the man that was looking so lovingly into her face, the man who was kissing the girl so passionately beneath the glow of the moon, the man who was days away from a transformation, the man that stood next to her.

"Love's the funeral of hearts/ And an ode for cruelty/ When angels cry blood,/ On flowers of evil, in bloom/ The funeral of hearts/ And plead for mercy/ When love is a gun/ Separating me from you," the male sang the chorus as Tonks turned to look at Remus,. In the background there were images, from the year that Remus taught at Hogwarts, flashing on the screen. All of them had Remus and the girl in them and most of them were love scenes.

Remus watched the stage as the boy stood behind her and she smiled as she looked at him. She walked away and walked to the other end of the stage and sang to the audience. "She, was the wind/ Carrying all the troubles/ And fears, for years/ Trying to forget," She sang. The screen swirled in majestic silver, showing memories that anyone would want to forget. Showing to everyone that was present a side of Remus that no one had ever seen before, the side of him that he was too afraid and ashamed of to show anyone. It showed him angry, frustrated, shouting and strangely enough it was to the girl that he loved so much. The only one he'd ever shown his whole and true self. She was the only one that could draw these things out of him.

"He was the fire/ Restless and wild/ And you were/ Like a moth to the flame," Remus turned his attention to the screen. After every fight there was a makeup. Sometimes he would grab her wrist and turn her around, he would pull her into a bear hug when she was crying and hold her tight. Other times, when she was angry with him, he would grab her by her arms and pull her into a kiss. But every time she should have walked away, she came back to him. Even when he hurt her she loved him and would not leave him, something that he didn't understand.

As an instrumental solo followed, scenes of good and bad times were shown on the screen as the two vocalist turned to look at each other. There were kisses and tears, love and just plain sex, of course you couldn't see much more then facial expressions, but that was enough to know. The screen lit up with images of everything that falls into love, pain, heartache, happiness, passion, it was all there for the world to see. It was one of his most dysfunctional relationships, one that he often wished to forget, but despite it all, he sometimes felt that it was with Selene that he'd been the happiest. He showed her everything about him and she still loved him.

"The heretic seal beyond devine/ Pray to God who's deaf and blind/ The last nights the souls on fire/ Three little words and a question why," Remus heard the guy singing, though he was not very sure as the singing became somewhat incomprehensible. Selene and her band mate were standing, facing each other and he was caressing her face lightly. As they sang the chorus once more Selene pulled away and walked over to the stage's edge.

The background showed the last night that Remus and Selene spent together. The night that he returned from his potion free rampage of the Forbidden Forest, she was waiting for him. She took care of him; she tended to his wounds, even if he'd broken up with her a week earlier. She had avoided him, but there she was that night. She didn't care that he'd broken her heart; she just wanted to help him. He couldn't help himself that night either; he'd slept with her once more, despite the fact that he'd broken up with her because he thought it was for the best for the both of them.

"The funeral of hearts/ And known for cruelty/ When angels cry blood/ On flower of evil, in Bloom," Selene sang as the song slowed down for its end. She'd kneeled on the stage and had her hand in the first. As she sang the last piece of the verse she opened her fist and from it flew what looked like glowing red pixies or fairies and they flew into the audience.

Frozen on the screen was a painting of Selene laying on a bed. "Vulnerable Glow", that was what he'd liked to refer to her in private, and that was what he named the painting he did of her the day that he broke up with her. She'd probably seen it the night that she came to him for the last time. He'd painted her with her long black hair was spread on the pillow, her face was turned so that the moon cast a glow on her profile; a tear was sliding down the left side of her face. She lay with her head facing towards her right hand, which lay palm up on the pillow. She looked beautiful, a tragic beauty.

Selene looked directly into Remus eyes and he felt all the pain that they'd ever gone through all at once, but he could see no bitterness in her gaze. All he saw in her eyes was the same thing he'd always seen, even when she was angry; he saw a love shining out to him that had never gone away and probably wouldn't ever go away.

Selene stood up and walked off stage. Remus turned to look at Tonks who was still staring at the screen. The painting was beautiful; she'd seen it hanging in his home. She'd never imagined that it was of a real girl that he knew. She turned to look at him with a tearful gaze. She didn't know what to think or how to react; something she and Remus had in common at the present time.

A/N: Well that's it, please leave a review, please say anything at all.