Category: General
Sub Category: Romance
Ships: Remus/Tonks, Ginny/Draco, Hermione/Ron
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Sequal to
'Or More to the Point, Kissing Boys' Despite the fact that Tonks was craving sleep after working all day and patrolling for the order the night before, she found herself standing outside the door to Ginny and Hermione’s room. This time she had only 2 cups of cocoa, her own mug filled instead with straight black coffee. She knocked carefully on the door, immediately hearing Hermione ask for the password from the other side.
Tonks laughed, as it had been her suggestion to change the password, it had been up to her to create a new one.
“Tonks is an intelligent, charming, talented, and always graceful, witch.”
The door opened and Tonks found Ginny and Hermione trying to hide their laughter. “Well,” Tonks stated, “You never said that the password had to be true!”
Tonks settled herself on Ginny’s bed, nursing her cup of coffee. The two girls joined her, and it made Tonks rather sad. “I can’t believe this is your last night here, I probably won’t see you guys again until the summer...I’ll have no one to chat to again, except for Kreacher and believe me he makes for terrible conversation, he’s not very exciting. However, speaking of exciting, anything interesting happened in the last week?”
Ginny’s face lit up and she went to speak but was silenced from a rather nasty glare on Hermione’s part. Being an auror, trained in watching people Tonks immediately noticed it.
“Hey, come on, I thought we didn’t have any secrets?”
Ginny looked triumphantly at Hermione, who in return gave a sigh of defeat. “Fine embarrass me!”
Ginny grinned and went forth in telling her tale. “Well we were in Diagon Alley on Monday, stocking up on school supplies and we were in Flourish and Blotts when this slightly bookish but very cute...”
Hermione interrupted, “He wasn’t that cute.”
Ginny rolled her eyes at Hermione and turned back to Tonks, “Anyway, he was very cute. So we were in Flourish & Blotts, and he came up to Hermione and asked her if she knew where ‘A Wizards Guide to Margles’ was.”
Hermione proceeded to interrupt again, “It was Nargles, not Margles.”
Ginny sighed in frustration. “Whatever Hermione, it’s not important. Anyway, he asked her and of course Hermione, having absolutely no idea that he was not at all interested in the book, but was flirting with her, pointed out that he was in fact holding the book.”
Tonks gasped dramatically, “Hermione! Never make a guy look stupid!”
Ginny started laughing. “That’s not the best bit though. Ron was standing next to her while this was happening, and he noticed the fact that this guy was hitting on her. So after Hermione pointed out that he was holding the book, Ron pulled this poor guy to the side and told him to bugger off before he really wouldn’t be able to find the book, because it would be shoved up his arse!”
Hermione blushed, Tonks on the other hand found it absolutely hilarious, “You mean Ron actually threatened to forcibly insert a book up his arse?” Ginny nodded, lost in her own fit of hysterics.
Once they had finally settled down and Tonks had wiped away her tears of laughter, she noticed Ginny’s expression had changed to a somewhat serious one. “Actually Tonks there was something else that we, Hermione and I were talking about, and well we don’t want to ask mum, because we already know what she’d say....and well we don’t particularly want to ask a guy...especially one of my brothers so...”
Tonks nodded, although she had no idea what they wanted. “Well you know you can ask me anything.”
Ginny nodded, “well we were wondering, how you know when it’s the right time to, you know, go that extra step with a guy... not that either of us are planning on doing it in the near future.”
It took a moment for Tonks to register what Ginny meant, and when it did click, she had a somewhat blurry flashback involving Charlie, Firewhiskey and the Quidditch pitch,
“Ahh, the always wondered, rarely voice question.” Tonks wasn’t sure whether she should give them the ‘not until marriage’ speech, although that would be rather hypocritical. So she settled on honesty, figuring it was the best tactic.
“Ok I’m going to be honest with you. When you’re with someone, you love, very much, and when you know your ready and it’s something that you want to do...then as long as you’re safe I think it’s the right time. Just promise me, whether it’s your first time or your hundredth time, never let the guy...or girl I suppose, pressure you into it.”
Both girls nodded, taking in the older witch’s advice.
“So what was your first time like?” Ginny asked with a cheeky smile.
Tonks raised an eyebrow at her but proceeded to tell them about it, replacing the small insignificant detail of Charlie’s name with Mr. Orange. “And while I don’t regret it I can’t help sometimes wondering what it would have been like had I been sober and in love.”
Tonks noticed with a small smile that Hermione blushed a little before asking her next question. “Does it hurt...the first time I mean.”
Tonks thought for a moment. “Well I suppose it depends on the individual case. I think it’s going to hurt a bit no matter what; obviously the “bigger” the guy is the more it’s going to hurt. Cha...I mean Mr. Orange was quite big, but you have to remember I was somewhat inebriated. I also suppose whether you go straight for the target, or whether there’s a little ‘exploring’ first...and trust me, get him to ‘explore’ first...if you know what I mean. Don’t worry about it though; as long as he’s gentle it doesn’t hurt for long... it gets quite good actually.”
Ginny smirked at Tonks, a habit Tonks believed Ginny to be picking up from Draco. “So Tonks, who was the lucky man to partake in your midnight encounter?”
Tonks shook her head. “Uh-uh you’re not getting that out of me.”
Hermione raised her eyebrows. “I thought there were no secrets?”
“I...” Hermione had a point. “All I will tell you is that he was a rather talented Quidditch player...quite good looking to”
Hermione suddenly remembered a slight slip Tonks had made before, and though she thought nothing of it at the time, now it clicked. “It was Charlie wasn’t it.”
Tonks looked horrified that Hermione had worked it out, however her look was nothing compared to that of Ginny,
“Ewww you had sex with Charlie, Tonks that’s...That’s.... Ewww.”
Tonks blushed a rather attractive shade of scarlet. “It was once and we were drunk...Gryffindor had just won the cup...and we just got a little carried away, besides he was quite the Quidditch star back then.”
Ginny ignored what Tonks said, horrified by the fact that Tonks and her brother had had sex, hell, it was bad enough to even know Charlie had had sex, let alone the details.
Ginny’s eyes widened as she remembered something else Tonks had said. “Oh Merlin...ewww...you said he was big Tonks! He’s my brother!”
Tonks held her hands up defensively “you’re the one who wanted to know, I didn’t want to tell.”
Hermione finally cut in. “Okay, okay. Stop. Let’s change the subject okay?”
Tonks and Ginny both nodded their relief clear on their faces.
“So...” Ginny asked, “What has the order been up to lately?”
Tonks shook her head. “Sorry Gin, you know I can’t tell you that, one you’re to young, and two your mother would have my head on a plate.”
Ginny huffed slightly but didn’t press the matter.
“Tonks,” Hermione asked, “Why did you become an auror?”
“Wow, that’s a question with a million answers. You know what, the main reason is because someone once, I don’t even remember who it was now, but they told me that one person couldn’t make a difference. I was about six at the time, and you-know-who was at his peak. I don’t know why, but I didn’t believe them, I believed that one person could make a difference, Harry proved that. I suppose I just wanted to make a difference. Or that’s the sentimental reason; the other reason is I just wanted to kick some bad guy arse I suppose.”
Tonks yawned, the coffee was wearing off, and she was suddenly reminded that she was seriously deprived of sleep. “I am so sorry girls, I would love to stay and chat but I really need to get some sleep, besides your going back to school tomorrow.”
Ginny and Hermione nodded, both tired themselves. They said there goodnights and Hermione went over to her bed, while Ginny crawled underneath the covers of hers.
Tonks moved to the door, and waited until they were settled before turning the lights off, and closing the door quietly.
Tonks made her way down the hall to Remus’s room quietly and very carefully, the last thing she needed right now was a screaming portrait. She opened the door and was surprised to see Remus was still awake, writing in a leather bound notebook. He looked up when she opened the door and closed the book slipping it under the bed. He didn’t speak, but motioned for her to join him on the bed. Tonks happily obliged, crawling onto the bed, under the covers and into his arms. He tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear and kissed her gently. “Did you have fun?”
She sighed. “I’m going to miss them.”
He smiled at her, “I imagine they’ll miss you as well, I know I couldn’t survive that long without you. So what was the subject of your ‘girl talk’ tonight?”
She grinned at him, “Sex, mostly”
He coughed a little, he had known her for quite a while now and her bluntness still managed to shock him. “Right, well I think that’s all I need to know”
She smirked at him. “Well you did ask.”
A smile played on the corners of his mouth, “Yes, well sometimes I mistake you for a lady.”
“Are you saying I’m not a lady?”
He smiled at her, running his hand down her side, resting on her hip. “Anatomically perhaps, but aside from that, your not exactly graceful, you have the mouth of a sailor sometimes, a trait I think perhaps you inherited from Sirius, your tough, scarily so on occasions, your independent...” Tonks went to interrupt him, but he hushed her. “And I wouldn’t want you any other way.”
She narrowed her eyes at him, “well you only just saved yourself their mister.”
He kissed her softly on the forehead, “You know I love you?”
“Of course I do...why?”
“No reason, Do you know why I love you?”
She smiled, “Aside from my astounding beauty, bubbly personality and sailors’ mouth?”
He laughed. “Aside from that. You make me forget everything except for you and I, when I’m with you no one else exist. You make me forget about the horrors Voldemort has, and is yet to cause; you make me forget about what I am...”
She interrupted him. “Who you are”
He looked at her, an expression of confusion spreading over his face.
“What do you mean?”
She touched the side of his face gently. “Who you are, not what you are.”
Remus looked away from her. “You can’t deny what I am.”
“Your right, you’re a wonderful, caring, kind, intelligent handsome man, who happens to become a wolf once a month, its part of who you are Remus, granted it’s not your best feature, but without it you wouldn’t be the same, and I don’t know if I’d love that man.”
He smiled at her, and kissed her rather fervently. “You see, this is what I mean, you have a way of making the most horrible things in life bearable.”
She yawned, “Well that’s my job.”
He kissed her again before turning the light off. “Come on love, we ought to get to sleep, we have to be up at dawn.”
She groaned and hit him playfully, “Nooo I want to stay in bed.”
He scoffed, “If I remember correctly you were the one who offered us to return the children back to school.”
“Yeah, Yeah I know...Goodnight Remus.”
“Goodnight Nymphadora.”