A/N: House: Hufflepuff | Category: Drabble | Prompt: "Stop being so dramatic," | Word Count: 511
Of Werewolves and Love
"I'm sorry—really, I am. You have no idea how much…but we can't be together. It's too dangerous. You deserve better." Remus said, his face unreadable.
He and Tonks were standing in the dim lighting of the kitchen in Grimmauld Place. The house was silent but for the creaking of the floorboards as Remus shifted his weight and the frustrated huff that Tonks gave at his words.
"Oh, stop being so dramatic," Tonks replied exasperatedly.
"Dora, I mean it. I can't give you a normal life. You'll be shunned from our society for being with me…hell, I can't even get a job to provide for you or a—a family—" he flushed and broke off. "I'm not even sure it's possible for us to have a family. And I could hurt you. I can't even bear to think about it. I'm too dangerous. We can't," he finished quietly, his expression detached.
"That's a load of rubbish and you know it, Rem! Just because you're scared doesn't mean that I am. I don't care about being shunned. You and I both know that we have plenty of people that love and support us despite your furry little problem. And you don't need to provide for us because, in case you hadn't noticed, I have quite a decent job and can provide for us on my own. There are precautions we can take to keep me safe during that time of the month, Remus, you know that! As for the family…well, there are other options, Rem. It really doesn't bother me. None of it does. I just want to spend my life with you," she responded fiercely.
Remus was shaking his head but she quickly placed her hands on his face and forced him to look her in the eyes. She could see his indecision, and underneath that, his longing. She stood on her toes and kissed him gently.
"This doesn't have to be difficult, Rem. You deserve to be happy. We deserve to be happy," she whispered.
"I'm scared," he admitted, his voice barely audible. She nodded and took his hands in her own.
"I know. I'll be brave enough for the both of us. Although you are the Gryffindor, so you should probably pluck up some courage, too," she teased. He smiled despite himself.
"You really want this?" He searched her face skeptically.
"Yes, I really do! If you had only listened the last thousand or so times I've said that, you would know that by now." She rolled her eyes and pulled him closer before continuing, "Now kiss me."
Remus smiled and she could see the love written on every line of his face as he brought his head down and kissed her tenderly. He broke away after an immeasurable amount of time and brought his forehead to rest against hers.
"Thank you," he breathed.
"Yes, well, someone had to talk some sense into you. Honestly, Rem, it was getting ridiculous." They laughed together and, despite the impending war, they were both filled with a renewed sense of hope.