So here's a short little catch-up with Tonks.

"He won't! He's not ever going to come back, Molly - and don't lie and say he will, because you know he won't!"

Tonks was staring wildly at Molly in the kitchen of the Burrow with a mixture of several emotions on her face: anger, sadness, hopelessness. She hadn't gone back to her parents' house with Remus as they'd originally planned to do almost a month ago because he'd left her. How could she have ever explained to her parents what had happened with her unfaithful husband if she came through the door of her old home without his arm linked with hers? Surely her parents would have scolded her and gone over the whole routine of them having preferred her to marry a "normal" man. "This would only happen with someone like him!" her father would say in an outrage. That was why she'd written to them with a poor excuse, saying they would continue to stay at the Burrow for Order business…

"Tonks, please don't be this way," said Molly as she looked apologetic and pleading towards Tonks. Her eyes held a sympathetic, motherly look, but the stubborn Metamorphmagus would not settle for what she called lies.

"I don't care what you say, Molly, I don't care!" Tonks yelled, speaking more to the ceiling than Molly herself. "Surely he's not coming back after leaving a note like that…"

"Tonks - " Molly started, but Tonks wouldn't stand for her persistent pleads to believe that Remus would someday return.

"He's not coming home!" Tonks shouted for what felt like the millionth time, louder than ever. "All he did was set me up. He set me up to leave me. It was shallow love and shallow lies, that's all. He's scum, Molly, I…" She closed her eyes tightly as she felt them well up with tears. "I hate him…but I love him so much at the same time…"

Her voice broke and she helplessly plopped down into a chair at the breakfast table, unable to stop the salty tears sliding down her cheeks. Molly sat at the chair next to her and pulled her into a caring, loving hug.

"I'm here for you, dear…"

"Remus is the only man I've ever loved…" said Tonks as she pulled herself out of Molly's hug. "The only one I've ever loved, and he knows it. He left me. Molly, he fucking left me!" The anger came back as quickly as the sadness had arrived just seconds ago, and she slammed a fist down onto the table, dipping her head so that her mousy-colored bangs hung in front of her teary eyes.

Molly seemed too taken aback to get onto her for her choice of language, because it was silent for a whole minute. Tonks wasn't crying as hard now but she still let the tears flow as she held her face in her hands.

"Tonks, can't you at least be optimistic about it?" Molly finally asked, with an air of daring to say it.

And then Tonks broke. In a flash, she rose from the table and rushed past a couple of eavesdropping Weasley children (she couldn't tell who but was sure it was the twins) back up to Percy's bedroom, where she'd been spending most of her time locked up in, and had once been shared by her and Remus…

Putting an unbreakable spell on the door so that she could be alone, she flung herself onto the large, always-comfortable queen bed and sobbed into a pillow. She didn't care how loud she was or who was trying to listen at the door or get in. She couldn't live with bottled-up emotions.

After she'd been crying awhile, she sat up in the middle of the bed and hugged her knees to her chest, trying to slow her tears. Nightfall had been some time ago, she realized, as she looked out the window at the stars and the full moon.

The full moon.

Tonks suddenly wished incredible pain upon Remus as he underwent his monthly transformation on this night. But she still felt a little worried: What if he really did hurt himself? She couldn't help but wonder if he was safe at the place he was in, wherever that may be. But she shook these thoughts out of her mind upon a sudden realization: I'm supposed to hate him!

She sighed as she stared at the bright-shining full moon through big, glossy, still hopeful eyes one last time before falling asleep on her side on the queen bed, exhausted from staying up whole nights, waiting to see if Remus Lupin would ever return to his wife…

There you have it. What do you think? Also - wrongly is a word, it seems...Haha. Review it - I know it's short, so don't restate that, thanks. Ha ha.