This one's very short. It's a prequel of sorts to the next one, which I promise is longer. I don't own it though.
After running into Harry while looking for Dumbledore, Dora finds him returning from Order business. They talk. Then Remus' Patronus finds them. Half of the werewolves, including the children, want out.
Dora ran down the marble steps, half-blinded by tears. Harry wouldn't understand...but she hadn't heard anything in weeks, not since Christmas... No-one had. Dora was so worried and Dumbledore...
"Nymphadora?" a voice asked. For one wild moment, she thought it was Remus; then she realised it was Dumbledore. "Professor! Thank Merlin!" Dora exclaimed and then burst into tears again.
A few minutes later she was being served strong tea laced with calming draught. "You haven't been eating or sleeping properly," Dumbledore observed.
Dora sighed. "Has there been any more news of R-Remus?" she asked. "'Cos that's why I'm like this. He rejected me thanks to that stupid mission! He's not like those other werewolves...but thanks to you, he thinks he is! He thinks he's not good enough for me..." she gulped, her sudden anger fading. "I love him, Professor. I don't care about his furry issues -" (Sirius had always called it that) "I just care about him. And don't call me Nymphadora."
There was silence in the office for a moment. Several of the old portraits were smiling at her or scowling at Dumbledore. Then Dumbledore, looking as if he had just realised something, spoke. "Old age often forgets youth," he said quietly. "But know this, Ny – Miss Tonks; he is fighting for you." Dora blinked. Dumbledore continued sadly, "He'd do anything to protect you...including turning to the way of life he has rejected for so long in order to spy on them."
Dora sighed. "That's what I'm afraid of," she murmured.
Then a silver flash flew through the window and formed into a silver wolf. Dora's heart leapt. "Remus," she whispered hoarsely.
The wolf turned to Dumbledore and spoke. "Albus, Mitch has given me good news. Finally, some people have admitted they want out. As soon as possible. We think we could set up an alternate village, protected by the same enchantments as Headquarters and with things such as Wolfsbane provided monthly. Mitch has offered to be the pack leader. He's the one they talk to anyway, Brendan watches me too closely..."
Was it her imagination or did Dora hear bitterness in his tone there? She didn't blame him. The Patronus continued, "Reply quickly Albus. It needs to be before the next full moon if possible. Any suggestions?"
Dora drew a shaky breath as the Patronus faded. Dumbledore looked at her, a fierce twinkle in his eyes. "It appears we have some planning to do."