A/N: Barely made the word limit this time at 198 words. Thank you to everyone who has reviewed, Favourited or Alerted this, I really appreciate it.
August 1995
"Would you shut up for just a minute?! No - " she shouts when she sees he's about to interrupt, "I don't want to hear about how you're too poor or too old or too dangerous or too whatever, okay?"
Miraculously, he's silent, waiting for her to speak, but now that he's looking at her like that, so directly and so intensely, she can't gather her thoughts to form a coherent sentence. "I love you," she cries, and it comes out more frustrated than she intends.
"No you don't." He says, as though he's speaking to a child.
"Oh really? Are you inside my head now, then? I never picked you for a Legilimens."
"No! You're young, you'll find someone else, someone better."
She's so angry all that comes out of her mouth is an incomprehensible shout, and as much as she knows her immature behaviour must be affirming his reservations about their age difference, she's too furious to care.
"Tonks, this is going nowhere. I'll see you at the next Order meeting."
"Leave then, Lupin," she shouts at his retreating back, barely waiting until she hears her front door close before she bursts into tears.