Chapter 1 - The nightmare

Titel:Titel:                Der Albtraum
Disclaimer:        Mir Nothing belongs to me (though I wishoot would)
Author:             Moony4ever
Category:          humour/romance
Summery:          Tonks has a nightmare… and Remus aproblem in his bed…
 
 
AN:
A short one-shot I wrote two day ago. I hopeyou like it.
Have fun!
„Der Alptraum“ is by the way German and means„The nightmare“.
Please be gentle with my English, I tried tomake not too many mistakes, but I’m not perfect!!!
Enjoy anyway!
 
 
 
 
Der Alptraum
 

 

Tonks PoV

Okay, I won’t lie and tell you that I’mcompletely silent but well, I managed to avoid crashing something so far!!!!

You can’t ask for more, at least not ifyou are me, can you? It’s three o’clock in the morning, the corridor is onlylight up by some candles and I’m barefooted, not to mention the fact that Ijust had the worst nightmare ever!

 

Well, to be honest, it wasn’t that bad,but worse enough to crawl into my mother’s bed.

That is of course not what I’m doing rightnow. I’m twenty-two. One doesn’t crawl into your mother’s bed at the age oftwenty-two! Not even after the worst nightmare.

And by the way, she isn’t even here, sothere is no sense in searching her. I’m searching for something differenttonight.

I decided to at Sirius’ for a couples ofdays, which was, as I know now, a bad idea.

I mean, honestly. How am I supposed tofeel after a giant, nasty, meat-eating rabbit hunted me down in my dream?

We, meaning a certain werewolf and I, hada nice, romantic pick nick (Hey, it’s not like I dream of him every night!!!!)and than that disgusting monster appeared out of thin air.

It wasn’t that scary. But it’s quietfrightening to wake up after the Giant-Rabbit-Contest, which you hardlysurvived, and look into the ugly face of this good damned Kreacher. That’senough for one night.

 

I throw the dwarf out imminently. But nomatter what I dried I could fall asleep after that (I have the suspicion thatKreacher was creeping outside my room. I just can’t prove it!).

Well, what would you have done in myplace?

 

I gripped my Teddy (it looks like a pig,but I swear it is supposed to be a bear) and left. Regarding the fact that I’mnot a Crawl-into-you-parents-bed-Type I had to find someone else. Of course, Ido not want to indicate who this certain someone is.

And this is exactly where I am now. In frontof his room, the closed door in my face. Bloody brilliant.

It’s not looked, but closed. It wouldn’tbe a problem if this someone wouldn’t have chosen the room with the mostcreaking door.

 

But nothing ventured, nothing gained!

Move Tonks! Do it! Go girl!

 

Okay, okay, I’m doing it (I wish theselittle voices in my head would stop talking me into doing embarrassing things).

I’m carefully extending my hand (I justsaw a movement behind me, I suppose it’s that houseelf again, have I evermentioned how much I loath him?), I touch the door handle and push it downgently… and than up again. No sound at all. Fantastic. I made it!

 

I breathe in freely, and this is when Inotice that I’m still on the wrong side of the door. shoot!

 

The whole thing again. Blood brilliant!It’s amazing what a woman like me is cable of if she doesn’t want a lonely manto sleep alone. (As I said, I’m acting completely selfless)

 

Take a deep breath and get to it!

I push down the handle and the door ismoving into the room. The dim light of the hall is falling on his bed. And yes…there he is. Or at least, I believe it’s him, I can’t really be sure of that‘cause I only see the cover. But I assume it’s him somewhere beneath it.

Well, maybe I should check whether it’sreally him.

It would be quite embarrassing if I wouldlie down beside Mad-Ey… ough, stop! One nightmare is enough!

 

It would, on the other hand, be prettystupid to wake him up, ask him the secret question to check if he is he andthen lay down next to him. I guess he wouldn’t be too fond of that and thesurprise would be lost.

Of course, I could also use a “Stupor”but, well… it wouldn’t be that comfortable.

 

I suppose I just have to take a risk.Alastor will kill me tomorrow but I think it’s worth it. By the way, it’sunlikely that a dementor is hiding in Remus’ bed.

 

I open the door a little bit wider… stillno a single sound… just a bit more… A few millimetres…

 

Oh wonderful!!!! It always happens to me,that’s so typical! The door screams as if it would want to drown out Mrs. Black.

Well, it’s too late now. I run inside andclose the door as fast as possible, prying that he’s still sleeping.

And yes, like a baby! Sweet little puppy!

 

I hug my Teddy, it’s name is, by the way,Severus (don’t look at me like that!)… Well, what I wanted to say is that Ipress Sevi against my chest (no that was not ambiguous) to stop my heart fromleaving my chest and jumping right on the free bedside next to him.

Although I want to reach it as well, Istrongly believe that all my body parts should arrive at the same time.

I’m lucky that the curtains aren’t closed.The stars are shinning bride so the room isn’t completely dark. That would bebad for me because our dear Mr. Lupin seems as if he has never heard ofsomething like a bookshelf before. His small “paperbacks” consisting of atleast 2000 pages are piled up on the floor.

How am I supposed to find my way throughthem without killing myself?

I slowly start to move through the mace ofbooks and yes… I’m still standing!

Come on, where’s the applause?

But I shouldn’t get my hopes up too soon.

 

I’ve just reached the window-sill and nowI have to climb some mountains to find what I’m longing for: The Bed (and theperson sleeping in it)!

I’m quiet good, never though I couldmanage this… only two meters now… yeah!

And now, what a disappointment!

I thought Rem was sleeping alone!

But no, of course not. Men like him do notsleep alone!

Men like him take their favourite books tobed.

 

 

Can’t this guy imagine that maybe a lonelywitch will appear in the middle of the night with the intention of curling upnext to him?

Does he love his books that much!

I make a not in my head to drive thishabit out as soon as I have the chance to.

I can’t live like that! I will not shareour matrimonial bed with a heavy tome about Indian snails!

Well, it’s not as if I would be dreamingof marrying him that often!! Only twice a day.

 

I’m just about to remove each single bookon the floor (although I know I will trip over them tomorrow morning) when thething in front of me groans softly and than starts to move. It turns around andyes… it’s definitely Remus and one of his legs just hit a book tower!!!!

Not good… not good at all… really bad tobe honest… no, please… stop it… yes… yeah… no… don’t sway… NO!

I lunch forward, but I’m too slowly andthe books are too fast. I fall to the ground and a huge avalanche is coveringme seconds later. “African Mud-Demons and their weaknesses” is hitting me righton top of my head. Ouch… That hurt!

 

Let me tell you one thing guys, is thereanything more painful that to fall down, than it’s to fall down and be coveredby a torrent of books.

 

And as if I would suffer enough already,the thing, Remus is awake now.

 

I do not dare to move. At least I didn’tscream so there is a small chance that he will think he made that noise and goback to sleep.

But… uhm… well. I have some reasons tobelieve that his hand just griped my foot! Yes… now I’m sure of it, Remus J.Lupin is touching my bare foot, wondering what the hell it is. I guess he hasno idea what is there right in front of his nose (I hope they don’t smell). Ihope he’ll come to the conclusion that it’s just a strange book.

 

I feel quite embarrassed and… it’stickling!

 

Guys, I swear, I tried it!!! I really did,but…it didn’t work! It was just too much; I can’t hold it back any longer…

I oppress a giggle and the sound that nowcomes out of my mouths is enough to make Remus jump miles away.

Great! If he wasn’t awake seconds ago, hecertainly is now! And He will turn on the light!

Maybe I could morph a bit; maybe I couldmorph into Kreacher.

But you never know what happens. Maybe Iwill look more like a gnome and then my love will throw me put the window!!!!I’ll just close my eyes and pray that I’m invisible.

 

I’m frozen and feel as if I was waiting formy final judgment, than my victim is holding his shining wand down to me.

He looks at me, I look at him. He sights,I grin.

And I know I’m for sure not invisible.

 

Hi eyes are constricting and he doesn’tlook pleased at all while looking at the small bundle on the floor.

I’m certainly looking stunning at themoment, in my pink fleece pyjama, lying on my back, legs towards the ceilingand buried by books. How knows, maybe he thinks I’m sexy.

The look on his face makes me doubt that.

If looks could kill…

 

 

Anyway, if he’s awake, I’m sure he doesn’tbother me standing up and making some noise while doing so. I don’t think Ihave to mention that I’m falling down several times until my knight in shiningarmours (or rather in shabby pyjama) shows some pity and lifts me up onto hisshinning horse (or rather on his squeaking bed (is there anything in this roomwhich isn’t squeaking????!!!!)).

What would I do without him?

Easy girl, you wouldn’t be out of bed atthis time… but these adventures do have their attractions, even if Remusdoesn’t seem to share my opinion.

        “Whatyou’re doin’ here?” He asks and he sounds rather annoyed, I wonder why. He putshis wand away and lies back onto the soft mattress. I’m glad I have so muchself-control…

It’s pitch-black once again… this has tobe an invitation, hasn’t it? He can’t honestly expect me to return to my roomin this darkness, not if he doesn’t want to push me around in a wheelchair forthe rest of his life!

        “Iwanted to visit you.” Actually I intended to sound tempting, but I’m not quitesure if I managed it, my bum’s still hurting too much.

        “Youwanted to pay me a visit at four o’clock in the morning?????” He sounds verysceptical, his voice is tired and I’m surprised that the words leaving his lipsactually reach my ear. If I would be that tiered I would instantly snuggledunder the cover next to him. Of course, I would do this in any state.

He groans and turns around. I’m now facinghis back. How friendly. I guess he’s trying to fall asleep again. This has tobe a sign!!! He wants me to stay!!!!!!

Carefully I creep on his bed.

        “Whatare you doing???” His voice is sharper than I expected it to be, but he stillis too sleepy for my taste.

        “I’mlying down.” I’m trying to sound casual while my hands search for Severus, hehas to be here somewhere.

        “I’maware of that!” He answers dryly. Do I imagine things or has Remus indeed justpulled a pillow over his head???

        “Sowhy do you ask?” I love playing this game with him, if I manage to provoke hima little bit more, than maybe he will be a little bit more awake and preparedfor… other things…

        “Whydo you lie[/i] on my[/i] bed although you’ve got your own[/i]?”Oh… I’m getting on his nerves!

        “Ihad a nightmare!” It’s the truth, so why hide it? He turns around and looks atme confused. The pale light is enough for me to see his face and the doubtfulexpression on it.

        “Youhad a nightmare?” He’s asking in that strange voice. Is he hard of hearing???

        “Yeah.”

        “Wannatalk about it?” OH MY GOSH, isn’t that just sweet????

        “No,but thanks anyway.” What the hell are you doing???? Of course I want to talkabout it. Especially about the pick nick part. To be honest, I’d loved to makeit come true!!!!

        “Sowhat are you doing here?” He asks again. Is he really that slowly or is it justbecause of the late (or early) hour?

        “I’mtrying to sleep.” I answer with a smug smile on my face. As if it wouldn’t beobvious.

        “Well,you’re not the only one.” He’s yawning loudly. Why is it that one always has toyawn when someone else is yawning????? No one thinks a woman is attractive ifshe yawns like that while spending the first night together.

        “AmI right by saying that you intend to spend the rest of the night here?” Thereis something in his voice I can’t really place. I think it’s a threat!! Maybe hewants to make clear that he doesn’t want me to leave!!!!!

        “Correct!”I answer completely satisfied and fall into the bed. Maybe I should visit him more often.

He moans again. Why does he always have togroan or moan or sight when I’m around. There are certainly positive reasonsfor someone to do so but he always sounds stressed out. Again I discoveredsomething I would have to change. Maybe even tonight if I’m lucky.

He turns away form me and… oh no, thisisn’t working Mister. He just pulled the blanket away. I want too! Give itback!

        “Tonks.What the hell was that?” He’s outraged. I’m clenching the piece of fabricagainst my chest, in order to never letting it go again.

        “Youstole the blanket! I don’t want to freeze in your bed! It’s fracking cold out there,you know?“

Oh… I hate his ability of moving thatfast. He’s snatched the blanket and again, I’m left with nothing to cover me.What a gentleman!

        “Dora,you are LYING on your own blanket, this one is MINE!”

I look down and yes, he’s right. He could havetold me that from the start couldn’t he?

Two minutes later I’m lying beneath my ownblanket.

        “Finally.”He sights AGAIN!

        “Goodnight Remmy.”

        “Goodnight Nymphadora.” I box him carefully and he smiles, than I turn around on Myside of the bed.

 

I have to get up early tomorrow morning, Ishould sleep, but hey… How am I supposed to???? And by the way who of you wouldsleep with a man (that wasn’t ambiguous either) without knowing how he does it(why do you always have these dirty thoughts????).

There are just some questions I need toask. Mad-Eye would agree with me. I pock him slightly in his back.

        “Remus?”

        “Mhhmmm?”

        “Areyou sleeping?”

        “Inmy dreams.”

        “Soyou do?”

        “NO.”

        “Whyare you talking about dreaming then?”

        “OhDora…”

…

        “Remus?”

        “WHAT?”

        “Sorry.”

…

        “Remskybemsky?”

        “Nymphadorachen,what do you want????”    (An.: The …chen-ending is a German way ofmaking a name cuter. I didn’t know how to do it in English. Sorry)[/i]

Oh Remus, if you would have the faintestidea what I want of you…

        “I’dlike to ask you something.”

        “Thango ahead, ask, listen to the answer and in Merlin’s name sleep!”

        “Okay,number one:…”

        „Wait!Weren’t you talking about ONE question?“

        „Don’twail, it will only take longer because of you.“

He groans. Has he any idea what I’mimagining every time he does so????

        “Okay,number one: Do you snore?”

        “No.I don’t think so.”

        “Ifyou do, am I allowed to hit you?”

        “NO!”

        “AmI allowed to push you a bit?”

        “No,you not allowed to do anything in order to wake me up!”

        “Okay,so I will only scream at you.”

        “Dora…“

        „Number two: Do you move much when you’re asleep?“

        “Ifyes, I hope I hit you.”

        “Veryfunny indeed. Number three: Do you have nightmares?”

        “SHOULDN’TI AKSED THAT?”

        “Okay,bad question… let’s move on… number four: Do you have Severus somewhere beneathyour blanket?”

        “WHAT!????????????????”

        „I was asking whether you might have Sevi somewhere hidden beneath you?“

        “Tonks,I usually do not share my bed with him”

        “Ofcourse not, usually he’s in mine.“

        “WHAT????????????????????????????”

        “Ohcome on, it isn’t that dreadful, is it?”

He clears his throat. Strange.
        "No, I mean… Severushas his moments in which he is certainly… well attractive and romantic in hisown ways… I suppose you just have to get to know him better…”

Well this is really strange. I wouldn’tcall Sevi “Attractive”, in fact he’s not a pretty sight. But I take him in myarms anyway. But romantic???? I never heard of a romantic bear!

I do not care about the looks ofsomething. Well, I have to admit that sometimes when Remus just washed his hairI’m tempted to jump at him right away. It’s after all, his fault. Why does hehave to have this sexy smile??????

But ups… I’m deviating. Back to mymission: Search-Sevi-the-bear.

        “Whatare you talking about?”

        “You…deep relationship with Snape.”

Oh… now I understand,… pity I do becauseI’m feeling sick now.

        “You’redisgusting!”

I hit him hard just to remind him thathe’s the man of my heart although he doesn’t know about it yet. How sad.

        “Youstarted.”

        “Iwas talking about my teddy Sevi, not Snape!”

Silence

        “You’vegot a teddy?”

        “Yes.”

        “Inyour bed?”

        “Yes.”

        “Inmy bed?”

        “Rightnow, yes.”

        “Andyou called it Severus????”

        “Yes,does it matter? He looks a bit like him… I first though about calling himRemipoo but than I decided Sevi would be more fitting.”

        “What a disappointment!“

        „Whatever you say, I’m not going to rename it!“

        “Whata pity!”

Silence.

        “So…?”

        “Sowhat?”

        “You’vegot him?”

        “No,dear Nymphadora your teddy Severus is not beneath my blanket!”

        “Calmdown, it was just a question!”

Silence.

        „Would you mind if I’m going to search for it.“

        “Ifyou manage without crossing the line and without making a sound… no.”

        “That’simpossible.”

        “Well,I’m sorry to say: YES!”

        “You’reevil.”

        “Well,life isn’t fair, is it?”

        “ButI need him?”

        “FORWHAT?”

        “Ineed something to hug.”

        “Can’tyou hug something else, like for example your pillow?”

        “NO,I need my Sevipoo!”

        “OhDora…”

        “Ofcourse if you volunteer…”

        “ForWhat?”

        “IfI do not have my Sevipoo I need something else to hug… for example you!”

        “Okay!Search that bear. Now!“

Aww… he’s so sweet and so shy!!!!!!! I hadhoped I would say yes… maybe the next time…

It takes my almost two minutes to searchthrough the whole bed until I find him. Remus is lying there, looking stressedout, groaning and rolling his eyes every five seconds. Oh, how much can youpossibly hate a man????

But finally, there he is!

I hug my first love tightly to my chest (IWAS REFERING TO THE BEAR!!!) and lie down again.

        “Finished?”

        “Finished.”

        “Content?”

        “Content.”

        “Satisfied?”

        “Satisfied.”

        “Good.”

        “Yes,very good.”

        “Goodnight Dora.”

        “Goodnight Rem.”

He sounds so relieved, I wonder why.

He moves to his side, and I to mine.

His breathing grows steadier and I supposehe’s nearly sleeping again.

How does he manage this?

And why, in Merlin’s name, does he has tolook that sweet while sleeping? I turn around to face him. He looks sopeaceful. I have to sight and a smile spreads out on my face.

        “Tonks?”

        “Mhmmm?”

        “Wouldyou please stop starring at me while I’m trying to sleep????”

        “Never!”

He groans (does this man never stopgroaning and moaning?) and turns away from me! How nasty… oh no, nasty blanket.Nasty, nasty Tonks!

Do not star at his bum…sweet. Stop it!Nasty Tonks.

That’s it. All thoughts of sleep are gone,can you blame me?

I turn around, away from the object of mydesire. It’s cold and Sevipoo’s just too small to be hugged. I need somethingbigger and warmer… I’ve got an idea!!!!! I turn around to the nice bum.

It’s worth a try… slowly I move towards myvictim.

        “Tonks?”

        “Mhmmmm?”

        “Yourhand is resting on my hip.”

        “Mhmhm.”I agree half asleep. He’s so warm, exactly the right temperature to fallasleep! And he’s quite comfortable on top of that. He should just turn aroundto rest on his back. That would be marvellous!

        “Ithough your teddy was all you needed.”

        “It’scold.” Ant that’s true!

        “Youdon not feel cold.” Of course not fool. Every bit of my skin burns days afteryou’ve touched it!

I move my legs (well, they were once legs,no they’re just to frozen lumps)as a prove of my current state, towards him.

        “Merlin,Dora you’re an iceberg!” Thank you forhat compliment!

        “Itold you.”

We stay like this for some time, thananother nasty though makes his way into my mind and I start to giggle.

        “Ohno! What’s wrong now? Have you lost Alastor, your cuddly cushion?”

        “No.Nothing.” I lie and cover my face with a pillow to stop laughing.

He turns on his back (YEAH!) and looks atme, I do not yet dare to rest my head on his shoulder, but I will soon…

        “Tellme Dora and than please try to find some sleep, I’m tired!”

Poor Remybemy.

        „Ijust thought about what would happen if Molly wanted to bring you yourbreakfast in the morning.“

I think Remus face has turned a bit red bythat.

        “It’sall your fault.”

        “Why?”

        “Youhad a nightmare, and you’re cold.”

        “Soyou do agree that our position is somehow… provoking?”

        “Nymphadora,you’re awful!” He pushes me away but I don’t give up that easily! I fought forhis arm!

        “Doyou feel… nervous and uneasy while lying beside me.” Oh please say yes!!!!!!!

He sights again. New note in my had: RemusLupin is definitely sighting, moaning and rolling his eyes too often!

        “Doyou feel uncomfortable because I’m too close… do you fear you could break your…abstinence.”

        “Okay,that’s enough.”

Suddenly my pillow is gone and Remus issitting on the bed, preparing to leave it.

        “What?Did I say something wrong?”

        “Nymphadora,I’ve come to the conclusion that’s it’s just impossible to sleep in the samebed with you without being tortured by questions or suggestive comments. I’mgoing to sleep on the couch.”

He’s moving to leave but he won’t escapethis time. I’m prepared to go as far as I have to!

        “NO!”I throw myself onto him, wrap my arms around his neck and pull him back on thebed, which squeaks miserable.

He pants and falls back. Ha! Here we go.He’s lying on the bed; I’m on top of him, holding his hands down. This isexactly where I always wanted to be.

        “Tonks,you’re unbearable!”

        “Iknow.”

        “Look,I could perform a warming spell, enlarge Sevi and you’ve got everything youwant.”

        “Andwhat if I want you?”

        “Areyou trying to seduce me?”

        “I’mnot only trying, I’m doing it!”

        “Anddo you think you’ll succeed.”

        “Ohyes, I definitely will.”

        “Iseriously doubt that.”

        “Ithough you wanted to give me what I want to have?”

        “Iwas proposing to.”

        “Andhow do you know, what I want?“ I asked playfully, my hands still fixing him. Ifsomeone would enter right now… it would look suspicious.

        “Ibelieve I’ve got quite a good overview of what you want since you asked quitesome questions about your preferences.”

Am I dreaming or is he really flirtingwith me???????????

Who knows, Tonks, maybe you’ll finally getlucky tonight.

        “AndI guess that you have noticed that there is only one person is this room who isable to really fulfil my expectations?”

He looks at me for some time and I’mabsolutely aware of the fact that I’m moving down towards him. It was, ofcourse, never my intention!

        “Butthis person you referring to doesn’t want to play your pillow. He wants tosleep namely on the couch!“

        „Youactually believe I let you go?“

        “Doyou actually think you could stop me?”

        “Ohyes I do.” I smile seductively… but it’s already too late. He’s too strong forme. Within a heartbeat we’ve changed positions. Great… although it’s quite nicethis way.

 

But it would have been so easy to kisshim. I could have kissed him and after that said that it was all gravitiesfault.

His eyes are shinning.

        “Andwhat is Miss Tonks planning to do now?” He asks with a knowing smile on hisface. Did I understand something wrong or wasn’t he just seconds ago talkingabout going down to SLEEP! He isn’t looking tired at the moment!

        “MissTonks decides to give in to her fate and begs for mercy.” I’m whispering,afraid of how lonely I will feel once again after this wonderful moment isover. And I know it will be over, because Remus never does more than tease mewith words, will he tonight?

 

        “Youshould know that werewolves do not know mercy. The punishment for awaking oneof them is cruel.” He whispers back as quietly. His breath hits my skin and Ishiver.

        “Andwhat would such a terrifying punishment look like?” I ask breathless. I have noidea how my hands had made their way up around his neck, but this is exactlywhere they’re resting right now. I pull him down slowly. One of his hands issupporting my head the other is resting on my side.

Is he actually planning to do what I thinkhe will?

        “Thatdepends on the person who committed the crime of waking the wolf inside.” OhRemus, this was naughty!

        “Whatpunishment would overtake a woman like me?” Our lips are so close together Ican almost taste him. Just a few inches and we would touch…

        „Iwould suggest a night without sleep, as compensation.” His voice is barleyaudible. He can have such a sexy voice if he wants to, and I guess he reallywants to at the moment!

        “Andhow would the wolf manage this?” Please, stop playing with me. Please make itreal!

        “Thereare several possibilities.” He’s grinning and then his lips are on mine and theworld explodes.

I think we both forgot pretty fast that weactually wanted to sleep.

He starts to kiss my neck and I fumblewith his buttons. Why do these beasts have to be that small? My sweating fingersaren’t making my task easier.

 

Ha... finally. The shirt is gone and I letmy hands travel along his bare skin while he’s undoing my bras. I shiver at thetouch of his hands… the touches I was so longing for to receive.

I giggle and fall on top of him. He liesbeneath me and we passionately kiss. It feels as if he was waiting for this tohappen as well. My legs start to part his.

Suddenly he’s panting. I stop imminently.

        “What?”I asked worried, I never wanted to hurt him.

        “Dunno.”He answers breathless and his hands move under the cover. Seconds later he’sholding Sevi in his hand. I completely forgot about him (don’t you dare, blameme for that). We look at it sceptical.

Well, I was a bit impatient and tore himof Remus’ hand.

        “Ibelieve,” Quietly I whisper in his ear making him moans softly “that I do notneed a teddy tonight.”

He smiles and pulls me beneath himexploring my body with his hands.

        “Whata pity, I though I could once tell our children I spent a night with NymphadoraTonks AND Severus.”

I start to laugh but he cuts me off bykissing me again.

When I think of it know, nightmares aren’tthat bad at all. I will tell this our children after they had their first one.A changed version of course.

I will think of it later, at the momentI’m too distracted.

 

 

 

General PoV

 

Sirius sits with a wide grin on his facein the kitchen of his parents’ house; he listens to the soft steps on thewooden floor announcing the arrival of another inhabitant. His eyes areshinning.

        “Badnight Moons?” He asks his friend with a voice of pure innocence.

        “Mhmmm.”Remus just groans and collapses on the first free chair.

Silence.

Sirius reaches for the Daily Prophet tohide his laughter. Remus pours almost cold tee into his cup and starts to slurpit, carefully to avoid each single unnecessary movement.

Sirius watches him out of the corner ofhis eyes, he can’t hold back another comment.

        “Ican imagine how you feel. After such a night, your bed really squeaks awful!”

Remus cokes on his tee and starts tochough, desperately gaping for air. Sirius laughs out loud and pats on hisfriend’s back. Both turn around when the door opens once again and a rathersleepy and ruffled Tonks enters the kitchen.

        “Wotcherguys.” She look as if she hadn’t sleep for the whole night.

        “Morningcuz, had a bad night as well?”

Tonks stops dead in her movement and dropsthe cup she was holding in her hand. Sirius repairs it with a flicker of hiswand. He doesn’t miss the short glance of Tonks in Remus’ direction.

        “So,I guess you couldn’t sleep because of a creaking bed either. Interesting, veryinteresting.” Sirius is musing, a small smile across his lips. Tonks’ hair hasturned fire red and Remus can’t completely hide the blush on his cheeks.

        “Weshould get you a new bed Remus, if this… activities… will continue. For thesake of us all.”

He’s moving slowly to the door. NeitherRemus nor Tonks seems to be able to hold his gaze. Sirius can hardly old backhis laughter. He turns around as he reaches the door.

        “AndTonksi darling. There are certainly some books about “Silence-spells” in myfather’s library. I think you should take a look at them. You really can’t denythe relationship to my mother.

 
 
 
 
 
AN:
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