#remodora

“Nice one, partner”, the pink haired woman patted the tired looking man on the back after he had successully stunned Romulus Adrian. A member of Greyback’s pack who had snuck off to do damage on his own for his pack leader. After a week long search for him the two Aurors had to undergo, they found him in a shabby shack near Knockturn Alley. There the female had been put in a headlock by the offender only to have her partner save her. Remus Lupin smirked slightly: “Oh as if you couldn’t have gotten out of this by yourself, Nymphadora.”

He put an unusual emphasis on her name, as his smirk grew. “Well, Mister Werewolf McWerewolf I couldn’t keep you from displaying your Gryffindor chivalry now, could I? And besides, I thought it to be a nice nod to ancient history to let Romulus and Remus fight each other!”, she winked at him, bending down to pick the now useless wand of Romulus Adrian up, before throwing it to the unsuspecting Remus. “Ms. Tonks, I’d suspect you haven’t been listening to our beloved Professor Binns enough in retrospect on how this fight ends, or what do you think of the amazing city called Reme?”, he playfully scolded his partner, after he had struggled to catch the wand. Though it seemed that a shadow had appeared over his features. This hadn’t gone unnoticed by the woman, who observed him closely. Her suspicions confirmed. “Why Professor Lupin, now that would have been a fitting name. But just so you know you don’t have to look like a lost puppy, whenever I bring up your name, only because you tend to be one every month! Those teary puppy eyes have always been my weakness.” At this the man’s eyes widened. Hastily, he kneeled besides the stunned body in order to secure anything suspicious. His heart seemed to speed twice as fast as usual and he couldn’t help feeling nauseous. For a while his partner observed this. Then she crouched next to him. Without noticing it her hair had adopted a mouse brown colour and her eyes had changed into honey-coloured ones, similiar to the ones she was now staring into. “Lupin. Remus. Calm down, please.”, she softly stroked his cheeks that were flushed from his obvious agitation. “We’ve been working together for a week now. I’d think you would know me a bit better than to assume I’d go running away from you, as if you were some kind of monster.” As the man only bashfully looked down at this particular word, she tried to lighten his mood: “Now come on your name is literally Werewolf McWerewolf! Seriously, and trust me I know all about bad naming!” At this he looked up. Indeed, everybody that came in contact with this bubbly young woman was aware of how much she despised her name. Still, one question burned on the tip of his tongue. “But how did you know?”, he blurted out anxiously. Nymphadora Tonks, who had been rummaging about in her little bag in the awkward little silence, looked up at this with an expression that screamed ‘seriously?’, before she produced a small chocolate bar out of her bag, only to present it to her partner: “Here. Eat up. It always helps me calm down. But you need it more right now.” She paused until Remus took the bar gratefully, after uttering a thank you to her, his expression still showing his anxiousness. “Now as for the fact that you turn once a month. You know it had been in the Daily Prophet because of that tosser Snape. And I can read, you know? But this doesn’t change anything. I also knew who I was going to be with, when I signed up for this mission with you. And Remus, I am glad that it was you I chose.” Throughout her whole speech Remus had nibbled on his chocolate bar with averted eyes. Only now, that he met her gaze again, Tonks noticed how they glimmered wet with tears. “I am glad, too.” He smiled despite his tears, which led Tonks to believe that maybe they weren’t because of sadness anymore. “I hope you’ll still be my partner for the next missions.” And almost as an afterthought he looked at her intensely, almost studying her whole face in this moment of silence. “ And Tonks, … thank you”