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Characters: Tonks & You!
When: Late Monday night
Where: somewhere in the safezone
Rating/Warnings: pg-13 for angst
Summary: When Tonks could no longer bear the wait, she made the decision to join the battle at Hogwarts. Needless to say, she doesn't make it.
She looked down at her son Teddy. He was sleeping peacefully in his crib, blissfully ignorant of the war raging out in the world. The call for battle had been sounded. While Remus had answered the call to arms, Tonks had not.
Tonks promised she would stay behind. She promised that she would stay at her mother’s house and be with Teddy. However, as the minutes ticked on, Tonks realized that she would not be able to keep that promise. She paced, she tended Teddy, she tried to speak with her mother but in the end the waiting became unbearable. She had to know. Tonks had to know who lived and who died.
She stepped away from Teddy’s crib and walked over to small desk. They hadn’t gotten around to redoing this room yet. It was caught in the transition between nursery and office. Tonks had always believed there would be time to do spruce it up later. Time, she realized, might no longer be in abundance. The realization caused her to raise a hand to face where she covered her mouth to stop herself from crying. She allowed herself several deep breaths to steady herself before she sat down. A pad of paper and a pen were then pulled out, it was time to write.
The letter she wrote for her son, she wrote from the heart. Tonks hoped that should she not make it back that he would understand. She told him that she loved him, about who he was named for, Teddy's father, and finally the reasons for which she had to go to Hogwarts. Both heart and soul were poured into that letter. When it was complete Tonks placed it in an envelope. She wrote Teddy’s name on the front but did not seal it. Her mother might need to read it and there wasn’t the time to write a second one.
Her lips formed a thin line. She was going to cry again. If she stopped now she might not go and she had to go. It wasn't an easy decision, to leave her son. She had tried very hard to keep her promise but she couldn't. She had to know.
Tonks took the letter and placed it in clear sight on Teddy's changing table. Her next stop was Teddy’s crib. She placed a gentle palm on his stomach before bending down and kissing his forehead. He slept through the kiss and Tonks was grateful for that small thing. Teddy would not notice her leaving, she would simply be gone.
She took out her wand and then Tonks stepped back from the crib. She had every intention of apparating to the Hogshead Bar in Hogsmeade. Something went wrong, however. The apparition process took longer and it felt more as though she was being pulled in every direction before being compressed through an especially narrow straw. The resulting shock caused Tonks to get knocked off of her feet. She thought she might have passed out but she wasn't sure. Tonks blinked, maybe she had.
She blinked again at her surroundings. This was wrong, completely wrong. It was then she realized her hand was holding onto something. Tonks looked over the PCD. It felt like she was meant to have it but she couldn't focus on that now. There were far more pressing things she had to worry about. One of those things was figuring out where she was. This was not the Hogshead of Hogsmeade and Tonks wondered if she was still in England.
It had not escaped her that his could all be an elaborate trap or trick of some kind.
From the sleeve of her jacket, Tonks pulled out her wand. She aimed it before her and thought of something happy, the birth of her son. She let the happy memories of Teddy fill her. A large, silver wolf sprang from the tip of her wand. It bounded forward and then out of sight. She wanted to find Remus and if he was here her Patronus would find him. He might be here if the same trap had captured him. If he was not, then perhaps her Patronus would find an ally.
Once her Patronus was out of sight, Tonks focused on the device still in the palm of her left hand. What does she do with it?
When: Late Monday night
Where: somewhere in the safezone
Rating/Warnings: pg-13 for angst
Summary: When Tonks could no longer bear the wait, she made the decision to join the battle at Hogwarts. Needless to say, she doesn't make it.
She looked down at her son Teddy. He was sleeping peacefully in his crib, blissfully ignorant of the war raging out in the world. The call for battle had been sounded. While Remus had answered the call to arms, Tonks had not.
Tonks promised she would stay behind. She promised that she would stay at her mother’s house and be with Teddy. However, as the minutes ticked on, Tonks realized that she would not be able to keep that promise. She paced, she tended Teddy, she tried to speak with her mother but in the end the waiting became unbearable. She had to know. Tonks had to know who lived and who died.
She stepped away from Teddy’s crib and walked over to small desk. They hadn’t gotten around to redoing this room yet. It was caught in the transition between nursery and office. Tonks had always believed there would be time to do spruce it up later. Time, she realized, might no longer be in abundance. The realization caused her to raise a hand to face where she covered her mouth to stop herself from crying. She allowed herself several deep breaths to steady herself before she sat down. A pad of paper and a pen were then pulled out, it was time to write.
The letter she wrote for her son, she wrote from the heart. Tonks hoped that should she not make it back that he would understand. She told him that she loved him, about who he was named for, Teddy's father, and finally the reasons for which she had to go to Hogwarts. Both heart and soul were poured into that letter. When it was complete Tonks placed it in an envelope. She wrote Teddy’s name on the front but did not seal it. Her mother might need to read it and there wasn’t the time to write a second one.
Her lips formed a thin line. She was going to cry again. If she stopped now she might not go and she had to go. It wasn't an easy decision, to leave her son. She had tried very hard to keep her promise but she couldn't. She had to know.
Tonks took the letter and placed it in clear sight on Teddy's changing table. Her next stop was Teddy’s crib. She placed a gentle palm on his stomach before bending down and kissing his forehead. He slept through the kiss and Tonks was grateful for that small thing. Teddy would not notice her leaving, she would simply be gone.
She took out her wand and then Tonks stepped back from the crib. She had every intention of apparating to the Hogshead Bar in Hogsmeade. Something went wrong, however. The apparition process took longer and it felt more as though she was being pulled in every direction before being compressed through an especially narrow straw. The resulting shock caused Tonks to get knocked off of her feet. She thought she might have passed out but she wasn't sure. Tonks blinked, maybe she had.
She blinked again at her surroundings. This was wrong, completely wrong. It was then she realized her hand was holding onto something. Tonks looked over the PCD. It felt like she was meant to have it but she couldn't focus on that now. There were far more pressing things she had to worry about. One of those things was figuring out where she was. This was not the Hogshead of Hogsmeade and Tonks wondered if she was still in England.
It had not escaped her that his could all be an elaborate trap or trick of some kind.
From the sleeve of her jacket, Tonks pulled out her wand. She aimed it before her and thought of something happy, the birth of her son. She let the happy memories of Teddy fill her. A large, silver wolf sprang from the tip of her wand. It bounded forward and then out of sight. She wanted to find Remus and if he was here her Patronus would find him. He might be here if the same trap had captured him. If he was not, then perhaps her Patronus would find an ally.
Once her Patronus was out of sight, Tonks focused on the device still in the palm of her left hand. What does she do with it?