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Tonks waited twenty-four hours before panicking ( Read more... )

It was rare that Tonks and Remus were completely alone these days, with Teddy nearly always under the supervision of at least one of them. But he was off spending some quality time with his "uncle" Bill when Tonks came home to their hut and found Remus on the bed reading a book ( Read more... )

It seemed like any normal sort of morning. Tonks woke early and fed Teddy before he could get too fussy, and Remus was up and about by the time Teddy fell asleep again. Tonks threw on a robe over her pajamas and kissed him on the cheek. "Did you sleep well?"

"I'm starting to think this thing is never coming out," Tonks grumbled as she and Remus walked along the edge of the jungle. Now that the weather was back to normal, Tonks had insisted on going out to get some fresh fruit - bananas and mangos, especially - and though Remus had tried to talk her out of it, he'd eventually acquiesced on the ( Read more... )

Tonks was fidgeting. She did that when she got nervous, started pulling on her hair and playing with the hem of her shirt. She'd come bursting into their hut all ready to spill the news to Remus... and he wasn't there. So now she was just waiting. And fidgeting ( Read more... )

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Tonks' hair had been black for a couple of months now and there was already a shock of bright pink down the middle of her scalp, her roots. It was kind of neat-looking, she thought, though had made a mental note to watch out for colors that would clash horribly with pink ( Read more... )

Tonks yawned and kicked her feet up on the couch in the rec room. She'd started reading through a set of Jane Austen books she'd found in there one day, and was about halfway through Pride and Prejudice. She liked Mr. Darcy a lot, though she wasn't really sure why. Remus sure was a lot nicer ( Read more... )

As soon as she and Remus made it into the small, unoccupied bedroom, Tonks clicked the lock on the door and leaned against it, looking up at him through a chunk of pink hair that had fallen into her eyes ( Read more... )