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Post by nymphadoratonks on Jan 6, 2012 18:14:23 GMT -5
Tonks hated this place. The ancient floorboards cracked as if ready to give way with every step and the house groaned with age and neglect. Settlements of grey dust betrayed every movement undergone since Tonks and her husband had begun hiding here. Truly, nowhere was safe but the shrieking shack came close. Not even deatheaters would want to go there, and to think that Remus had had to spend nights here rumored the most haunted place in Britain. The dark and uninviting abandoned house was where Remus had gone every full moon during his time at Hogwarts and was now where they were hiding while Tonks served as a spy for the Order.
Walking through a doorframe laced with intricate motifs of cobwebs. Tonks sat on one of the two sleeping bags they had brought, shoulders heaving as she tried to let her heart cease it’s frantic beating. She’d almost been caught. The though made her want to burst into tears as she imagined what could have happened had she acted as rapidly as she had. It was known that one could not dissaperate in and out of Hogwarts but one could easily do so within school grounds, much to her relief and that knowledge had saved her life, as well as the new life growing within her, today. One of the many deatheaters now teaching the next generation of witches and wizards had identified her as a shape shifter when her hair had begun turning red with fury upon his brutal disciplinary methods. Not only did he deduce that she was a spy but had also realized that she was Tonks. Swiftly, she’d dissaperated, appearing in the hallway of the shack.
Pulling her knees to her chest, she tried not to cry, feeling sobs well up within her. Usually the calmest in the worst situations, she knew not what was happening to her emotionally. Was it hormones due to her pregnancy, or sheer desperation due to the current situation of the world? Voldemort had taken over the ministry, Hogwarts and was wreaking havoc everywhere he went. As an auror, she had to keep fighting dark magic, yet she seemed more discouraged each dawning day. What had life come to?
Ooc;; sorry it’s so short! No muse ☹
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Post by remus on Jan 7, 2012 16:53:11 GMT -5
Remus had been walking around the school grounds, seeing if everything was secure around the area before he made his way back through the passageway to the Shrieking Shack. The only person he feared that would find them was Snape, the only other person besides Harry, Hermione and Ron; not to mention the marauders back in his day at school, knew of the passageway. A lot of time had passed and a lot of things had changed. For one, he never thought he would end up marrying Tonks; the woman he tried to convince he was too old for her and not right for her. But in all likely hood, he was happy and now she was with child; and it scared him at the thought that she would be bringing a child into this terrible world, with hopes they would restore good again in the wizarding world soon.
As he walked the passageway, he could feel the coming of the full moon and hoped that he had enough potion to get him through. The full moon was still two days away, but Lupin wanted to be prepared.
He walked up the stairs and to where Tonks was waiting. His smile quickly disappeared when he came to her, crying and her knees pulled to her chest. She knew she had been emotional due to her pregnancy, but this was different; somehow. He went over to her and knelt beside her, putting his hands on her shoulders, "What's wrong?"
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Post by nymphadoratonks on Jan 9, 2012 18:53:15 GMT -5
Tonks was more grateful then embarrassed when her husband came to her side. Any fits of emotions she'd had in the past were usually more reserved. She sought solitude the majority of the times that emotions overcame her, her feelings were private, she never enjoyed an audience. However, there was nobody she would rather share her fears, her joys and her pains with than with the man she loved.
She recalled the endless days of sorrow that she had once lived through, desperate to convince Remus that love outweighed all. He had been about as stubborn as her, insisting that his predicament made their love impossible. Dangerous or not, older than her or not, even her patronus had changed due to her devoted love for him. It had been Fleur's continuing love for Bill even after he had become a partial werewolf at the hands of Greyback that had inspired her to act. In the very hospital wing she'd determinedly declared that all that she cared not about his "excuses" and that all that mattered was that they loved each other. They were married that very summer.
Leaning into his comforting embrace, she murmured softly:
"This, the world, the fact that we can't even walk in public without fearing for our lives. I was almost caught today, by one of those bloodthirsty deatheaters." She stopped, taking a breath. "I should be stronger, for everyone's sake. I.... I'm sorry." Her tone had become apologetic as she wiped her eyes, composing herself.
The night was growing darker, soon they'd have to light a lamp. Such a trivial thought was strange but it came so suddenly, as random thoughts so often do when you are trying to cast out pain and fear. Putting it behind her was difficult, yet she was an auror, she had to keep a cool head. She'd been trained not be be betrayed by fear, fear was Voldemort's greatest weapon, one she mustn't submit to.
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Post by remus on Feb 3, 2012 14:04:12 GMT -5
Remus, with his tender loving and caring touch, brought his wife closer to him as he heard her words. Indeed, what was coming to the Wizarding World during these dark times. It was true, no one was safe when they stepped outside of their home or walked into a shop or a restaurant, for who knew who was lurking around the corner. Everyone had to fear for their lives, and what about Hogwarts, everywhere you turned, there was a Death Eater. There were only a handful of non-Death Eater professors at the school. After Snape became headmaster, it seemed as if he had his Death Eater buddies become professors, and what The Carrows made the students do everyday; torturing first years, was barbaric.
"I know, everyone is not safe anymore...muggle or wizard world," he replied comforting her, "And you are strong. You are very strong, but the pregnancy could also be mixing up your emotions as well. But you are strong, you have to be, for our unborn child and for everyone else. There are times I do not think I am strong enough."
It was growing dark and so Remus lit a low light in order to see each other but make in hard for anyone to really tell that they were present there.
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Post by nymphadoratonks on Feb 9, 2012 0:03:12 GMT -5
Thankful for the sudden illumination, she "It must have been awful," she murmured, changing the subject in her insecurity. "Spending nights here, as a boy."
She didn't mention the reason her husband had frequented this place in the past and immediately regretted mentioning those nights at all. By some unspoken truth, she'd decided the werewolf issue was taboo. Remus had suffered greatly due to it and Tonks was not the one who would remind him. As an Auror, there was not much she hadn't seen. She remembered a prisoner in Azkaban who was afflicted with the same ailment. At every full moon, he the prison would ring with his screams as he tore at his own flesh for lack of humans to infect. Twice, she'd been to Azkaban, learning it's working as part of her training; once was on such a night. The prisoner's screams still haunted her dreams. To think that her husband suffered likewise was a thought impossible to bear. Tonks could not think of it.
In her Hogwarts years, when Voldemort was thought dead and life seemed by all means carefree, she new of the shrieking shack’s existence. Everybody did. It was thought to be the most haunted building in Britain. Even the Hogwarts ghosts would not go near it. Tonks had always been curious, though she’d never ventured near it. In her mind it was one of those mysteries that would lose it’s charm if it was ever revealed. One of those stories that doesn’t quite end and left you with goose bumps, yet that why you love it so much. Of course, that was long ago. Things had changed; now, there was no mystery any longer. It was nothing more than an abandoned house that had served… many different purposes.
ooc;; sorry it's so short! I have no muse whatsoever
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Post by remus on Feb 21, 2012 10:48:41 GMT -5
Remus smiled a bit as Tonks changed the subject a bit as he held her close to him. "Yes, it was rather awful at times having to spend the nights here when I was at Hogwarts, but some nights it was fun because James and Sirius would drop by to keep me company," he replied remembering those nights. Of course, he stayed there most of the time because of his "furry little problem" as Sirius would put it; and being at the school during a full moon was not really the safe option for him at the time until he was able to get a Wolfsbane potion to take before every full moon.
He remembered the fun times when he, James and Sirius would laugh and joke around; they even made fun of Snape during those times as well even though Snape was never there. He then turned his eyes towards Tonks' once again, looking into her eyes, "Just be strong for me...for our child...we need to secure a safe place for him to grow up in." Remus, of course, did not know if they were having a girl or boy, but the thought of a boy...a son...seemed happy at the moment for Remus, although he would just be happy with safe, warm and healthy.
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