"I'm sure she did, but I'm not. It doesn't mean I love her any less for giving me a stupid name."
Through the window above the sink in the Burrow's kitchen Tonks saw Remus talking with Arthur, and a veritable storm cloud of emotion flooded her features. If he'd known she was here he probably wouldn't have come at all. Was he going to come inside? Should she go outside and let him have a piece of her mind, or perhaps her fists? It was tempting, but Tonks remained rooted to the spot all the same, anger and unbearable sadness heavy as leg irons.