[video] 001 - violent shade of violet
[She picks up the communicator device with her left hand and studies it. Her fingers brush over the smooth surface and unbeknownst to her, she turns it on. It is going to be a few moments before she can think of just how to move forward. She should play it safe
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…no. No.
Stop it, just STOP
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Remus, what are you on about? Stop what?
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[what registers first? the inhuman roar, the abruptly not-human figure, or the forge blasted backwards.
The video image jolts and sails and the screen explodes with colourshapeimpressions; too much to absorb, but perhaps for a split-second-
not the way she did you're the one breaking things you didn't that's not you there's a lot in between make me stop what she's taken from me the entire reason I can't do this again I know who she was it doesn't change
don't you dare lie
-sonvisage lestrangestone wotchesyou might see your face.
The forge stops. It seems to be blank.
…No: it's filming a wall. The forge didn't crash. It's hanging still in midair.
The hand that stopped it comes at last into view. The fingers-human-wrap slowly around, and, with unbelievable control, not shaking the screen, turn the levitated machine so that he can look at her while she can only see a sliver of him.]
Your subject, [his own voice again, barely] for your polyjuice experiment when you were sixteen. Tell me who it was.
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I think... I think I'm going to be sick.
[The images pass so fast that she can feel her head starting to swim again. She rolls off the edge of the bed. There's a loud thud and then an even louder wince. Tonks just lays there on the floor a minute, only the top part of her head is visible.
When the immediate feelings of nauseousness pass, Tonks reaches for the Forge. Her hand pats around on the bed until she finds it. She brings it into her lap and sits now with her back pressed against the tiny nightstand. Her right arm is held carefully in her lap.
Later when her head is better, she'll have the time to process those brief fragments.]
Charlie Weasley. I wanted to... Well, I told you why I tried.
[It was a story told to Sirius and Remus one night. They were all sitting around and swapping tales. However, it had only been Remus that Tonks had told who she'd actually plucked hairs from. Some in the Order would have never let it go and Charlie would have lost his head, not the one on his shoulders, if he told a soul.]D' ( ... )
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You're hurt-
[It's not her it's never her
He's looking at her with such...
He's always looked too old for his age, but...
If this was someone trying to impersonate him for her benefit, surely they'd be trying to seem more... dunno, reassuring, inappropriately/exasperatingly calm and reasonable, rather than this bizarre, overwrought intensity. In her life he'd never looked at her so-
Constant.]
An exploration in comparative anatomy. [exactly as he'd responded to Sirius's (guffawed) challenge to sum it up scholastically.] With intent of potionless replication. [which thank god she'd never managed.
Tries to say something else.
It's not you
Make me believe it's
Dora?
The video starts shaking; his hands are.]
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[Tonks shifts her full attention to the Forge device. His expression doesn't frighten her, it's not quite fear, but it doesn't comfort her either. She's still not sure if this is a trick or not. It's all so elaborate, too elaborate which are the reason she has doubts.]
If this is some sort of elaborate trick to get me to reveal secrets about the Order, you are wasting your time. You might as well take that face off. I'm not going to tell anyone anything so best to just kill me. If this is not a trick, well then, I'm not sure.
[Tonks smiles faintly.]
Yeah, you were better at wording the experiment. You made it sound scholarly when really, I just wanted to see if I could do it for laughs. I wonder if it's a block of some kind, not being able to do the bits. Ahh, listen to me ramble. It's a good thing that it's just my head and my arm. I might not ever shut up if I had a fever.
[When the video starts to shake, Tonks closes ( ... )
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[Tell me you know that we]
[Who is Teddy]
…Rabastan Lestrange.
When were you fighting him?
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It was the Eleventh of February in the year nineteen-ninety-six. Why?
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It's almost quick enough not to show his expression. It would have been so much better if it had been quick enough.
His voice comes at last from offscreen.]
Swear to me, on something that matters to you, that you're Nymphadora Tonks, daughter of Ted and Andromeda, cousin to Sirius Black, loyal ally to Moody and Dumbledore; and I'll send help to you that proves who I am, too.
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I swear on the life of my Granddad, Eddie Tonks, who spoiled me rotten, who took me to Muggle movies, who taught me to throw a right-hook, that I am Nymphadora Vulpecula1 Tonks and if you ever call me by my middle name I'll be more than happy to demonstrate said right hook.
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1. Yes, folks, that is her middle name. The Mundane cannot make a name like that up.
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