Just another take on a Tonks is a werewolf story. And I can not deny, I love the idea of mates among werewolves and have seen it often in fics with these two.
It'll hopefully span from OoTP-DH.
Also, I'll be using scenes from the books.
Obviously, if you recognise it, I don't own it.
I did not realise it would be so difficult to write out OoTP, my GOD
Which will be very different from canon.
"Here, read this quickly, memorise it." Tonks said, handing a piece of paper to Harry.
"You still have that?" Remus asked immediately. "You were supposed to burn it."
"Maybe you shouldn't have trusted me, then." Tonks said. Harry handed her the paper back, but Remus reached over and tapped it with his wand, lighting it on fire. "Remus, you could have burned me!" Tonks snapped.
"I like to think I have more control over my spells than that."
"What's the Order of th-?" Harry began.
"Not here." Tonks said quickly.
"Think about what you just read." Remus said patiently.
Harry frowned, but then looked surprised as the buildings in front of them seemed to start to move as Number Twelve appeared. Remus picked up Harry's trunk, and the trio walked across the street, towards the front door.
"Keep your voice down in the front hall." Tonks said quietly as Remus opened the door.
"That's interesting that you'd say that, Nymphadora, considering you've woken Walburga up more times than everyone else combined."
"Sod off, Remus, and stop calling me that!"
Tonks had been right, Sirius was thrilled.
However, Remus was also right, and Dumbledore definitely was not. Dumbledore did manage to get Harry's expulsion suspended, and he also managed to convince the Ministry that Remus and Tonks had no malicious intent when they had arrived at Privet Drive that evening.
There had been question as to why two werewolves would be near Harry Potter, but Dumbledore had apparently sold them a believable story. However, that didn't fix the fact he was "disappointed" in the fact Tonks had chosen to lie to the Dursleys to remove Harry from their care.
"But you could just tell he didn't want to be there!" Tonks argued. "Besides, his Uncle is an absolute jerk!"
"Harry is safe when he is at the Dursleys." Dumbledore said calmly.
"He's safe here too!" Tonks said. "And honestly, his mood has changed completely since we first ran into him. Besides, doesn't he belong with Sirius? Isn't that what a godfather is?"
Dumbledore was quiet for a moment. "Now that Harry is here, there is no point sending him back to the Dursleys this summer. However, I can not promise the Ministry won't discipline either of you for performing magic in front of Muggles, even if they did believe that it was merely a coincidence that you two were there."
"What have they said about the dementors?" Remus asked.
"They believe that's a convenient cover." Dumbledore said. "They don't believe the dementors would be so far from Azkaban, and they don't believe they'd simply attack someone with little to no reason."
"So what will happen?" Tonks asked.
"A disciplinary hearing." Dumbledore said. "However, I don't believe Harry will be expelled, considering the circumstances."
The mood in the house shifted drastically. Sirius was happier with Harry around, Molly was as well. The weeks didn't seem to drag on, instead they seemed to fly. Harry's birthday was cheerful, but the cheerful mood among Tonks, Remus and Sirius quickly declined when the full moon began to approach.
Tonks had never gone a full moon without Wolfsbane, because her mother had never allowed it to happen, and because of that, she got extremely ill, extremely fast. The first day, she woke up feeling as she usually did. Sluggish, a little nauseous.
The next day, however, she only managed a few bites of food before she felt the nausea grow steadily worse. She excused herself, disappearing back upstairs to her room, where she ended up falling asleep for most of the day.
By the third evening, she had a fever. Remus offered to stop taking Wolfsbane, saying he felt bad to see her suffering while he didn't, but she had called him an idiot for even thinking of doing that.
By the fourth morning, her fever had gotten worse, and she woke up to Remus dumping her into a very cold bath with an apology. Apparently, he had come to check on her and realised how high her fever had gotten, and did to her what his mother had done a few times.
That really didn't make the situation better in her opinion.
He leaned against the bathroom counter, a thick towel in his hands, as she pushed her soaking wet hair out of her face and glared at him.
"I'd stay in there for a few minutes, if I were you." Remus said. "Fever reducing potions have never helped me, but the cold baths did."
"You're a complete arse." Tonks growled.
Remus shrugged. "You'll want to get undressed when you get out, or you'll just be soaking wet and feverish." He said, placing the towel on the edge of the tub for her. "And you should eat something, you didn't eat yesterday. Sirius sent Molly to get some steaks last night, we figured that'd be best for you this month. I'm not sure how much meat you generally crave, but right now, you're extremely vulnerable to the wolf and I can imagine you might be craving more than usual."
She was quiet for a moment. If she were to be truthful, the idea of eating a mostly raw steak was extremely tempting. Remus left the bathroom, leaving her sitting in the cold water, her shorts and tee shirt drenched. Although, she had to admit, she didn't feel so feverish right now...
However, she was still mad at Remus for not waking her up before he dumped her into the bath.
She stayed in the bath for a while longer, before standing and removing her soaking wet clothes, wrapping the towel around herself. Her bedroom was at the bottom of the staircase leading to Sirius' room, and she could hear Remus talking to Sirius, and realised what they were talking about a second later when she heard Sirius laughing loudly.
"Moony, you didn't!" Sirius said, laughing loudly.
Tonks went back into her room, dropping her soaked clothes in the basket and grabbing dry clothes from the dresser. She pulled them on, crawling back into bed, feeling absolutely exhausted from the short walk between the bathroom and her bedroom. How on Earth were werewolves dangerous if they couldn't even walk down a hallway without needing a nap?
She felt like she had barely closed her eyes before she was woken up by Remus' voice.
"Didn't I say you needed to eat?" He asked.
"Didn't I tell you that you're not in control of me?" She grumbled.
"Tonks, no offense, but I know how it is to not have Wolfsbane and how you're feeling." Remus said. "You need to eat, trust me."
"I don't want to, though."
"You have to." Remus said patiently. "You can't starve yourself before the full moon, Tonks. If you're starved when you transform, it's going to be a lot harder for me or Sirius to keep you from trying attack the others."
"Use enchantments."
"Enchantments can break." Remus said. "And you're going to feel even worse when you transform back if you haven't eaten."
She groaned loudly. "I have a question for you."
"And I have an answer for you." Remus said. "If you'll eat something."
"First, sod off, I'll eat when I want to." She said, rolling onto her side to face him. "Second, how on Earth do you always smell like old books and fireplaces?"
Remus looked surprised. "You've never noticed it before?"
She shook her head.
"I would have thought you would have noticed it the first time we met." Remus said. "Werewolves have scents, it's generally unique to each one, but there can be similarities."
"Do non-werewolves know?"
Remus shook his head. "They wouldn't notice it. It's not that I actually smell like old books and fireplaces, that's just what my scent would remind you of. Ask Sirius, he won't notice it, non-werewolves never do."
"So, to other werewolves, I'd have one?" Tonks asked.
Remus nodded. "Like a forest after a thunderstorm."
"Hmm?"
"That's what yours reminds me of.'' Remus said. "You don't know much about werewolves, do you?"
She shook her head. "I remember learning a bit about them in school, but none of these small details."
"You didn't do research when you were bitten?" Remus asked.
"I did a bit, but not very much." Tonks said. "It's how I knew about mates, but not that myth you mentioned."
Remus nodded again. "Well, I'll answer any questions you have, but I'd like it if you believe me when I try to help you."
"As long as you don't drop me into a cold bath to wake me up."
Remus laughed quietly. "Alright, I won't."
"Thank you, though."
"For throwing you in a bath?" Remus asked, raising an eyebrow.
"No." She said, laughing. "For helping. Do you know if the library in this house has any werewolf books?"
Remus shrugged. "Sirius would know better than I would." He said. "Why?"
"You've made me realise I really know nothing about werewolves." Tonks said. "I should try to learn."
"Do you want help?" Remus asked, and she was quiet for a moment.
"Can you tell me about that myth?"
"I have a book about her. However, will you eat lunch?" Remus countered, and she rolled her eyes.
"Fine, I'll eat lunch, if you tell me about Tatiana."