|tough_tonks (tough_tonks) wrote in strugglewithin,|
@ 2008-11-03 19:09:00
|Entry tags:||*complete, august 1997, npc, nymphadora lupin, remus lupin|
RP: A Quiet Shock...
Date: 3 August 1997, Evening
Characters: Remus Lupin, Nymphadora Lupin
Location: Tonks' (and Remus') Flat, Just off Diagon Alley
Status: Private, Unless you want to knock on the door!
Summary: Tonks finally breaks the news to Remus about their unexpected bundle of joy.
Coming home was rarely difficult for Tonks, at least not since they had been married but a scant month before. Despite her flat being tiny, there was a warmth with Remus' presence that it hadn't ever held before. It truly felt like a home and not simply a place of residence near to her work. And she did live near to London, just down a little side alley off of Diagon and above a shop that sold magical time pieces and the like. Her apartment consisted of a single, small living area and an even small bedroom beyond. The living area held two shabby couches and a plush chair, all of different textiles, surrounding a fire place and an old, knicked coffee table. The floors were hardwood and worn, but covered with comfortable rugs of all different colours and shapes. Everything looked hand-me-down from her furniture, to her curtains and even to her dishware, but it was all immensely comfortable, well loved and practical. In short, it was Tonks.
She loved her flat. She loved her husband. She loved coming home, but just not tonight. There was really no denying her suspicions any longer and, a quick trip to Mungo's on her lunch hour confirmed, she was pregnant. She wasn't just sick with some mid summer cold or stomach bug, but hormones and the preparation for entirely too many unexpected changes. If the world wasn't too quickly tumbling towards war, if just today she hadn't heard from her boss' lips the shift in powers at the Ministry, if they had possibly just been married a month or so longer, the entire matter might be considered a blessing. But all those factors built upon each other to make the news possibly mote frightening than happy. She didn't even know how to tell him.
And that fear, that dread, is what made her hesitate outside her own door. She walked home instead of apparating tonight. She stopped at the Cauldron for a mug of tea. She listened to the various rumors and heated whispers about the resignation/removal/disappearance/killin
Now, almost a full two hours late from her usual time to return home from work, Tonks finally worked up the courage to push open her front door and walk up the stairs to their tiny flat. She slipped the key in the lock, focused her mind and a quiet word on dropping the few protective wards she had in place, and slipped into the living room. "...Remus? Are you home?" It wasn't her usual greeting either. Not a friendly 'wotcher', or a kiss, or the usual immediate removal and tossing away of her Auror's robes to some random arm of a chair in the room. She was quiet tonight. Pensive.