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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
2,927
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Dreams Those Little Slices Of Death
Chapter 1: Dreams Those Little Slices Of Death
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DiscalimeR: I dont own jack shit. Ok?
Just read and reveiw it Pleeeease
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“Remus I just don’t want to hear it okay? Just go to your own dormitory and talk to me in the goddamned Morning. Remus NO!” Nymphadora Tonks turned her brilliant head away from Remus as he pleaded for her forgiveness.
“No, Remus. I Love You. I Really Do. But Right Now. I JUST DON’T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT!” She shouted. And Remus turned away and spat, hissing like in injured cat.
“Fine. I don’t care any more Tonks. Just leave me alone, forever” Then Remus turned, and walked out.
Tonks awoke, startled. She hated these dreams they always left her in tears. She loved Remus so deeply that the thought of him being so harsh made her cry. It was always on the nights when he wasn’t here. Always when he was transformed. Always when she couldn’t ask him to hold her tight. Tonks rubbed her eyes and wiped the unknown tears from her face. She got up. It was 1:45am but she didn’t care. She was wearing her blue nightgown, so she put her blue lacy dressing gown over it. Her auburn hair hung down just past her shoulders in soft rolls. Tonks held her head in her hands and sobbed. And for a brief moment she thought she’d never stop. But she did, knowing that Remus was safe.
Tonks headed down to the kitchens, her dressing gown billowing in a rather Snape like manner. When she reached the great hall the saw them, there again, like clockwork.
“Snape, oh yeah, Snape. Just there, just like that oh don’t ever stop Snape” Hermione groaned loudly and as soon as she saw them, undiscovered rage shot to the surface.
“OH For FUCKS sake, get a fucking room you two, People eat of those fucking tables.” Tonks said, Yelling as she walked by. The bodies froze. And a mumble of sorry echoed into Tonk’s ears as he reached the bowl of fruit.
She tickled the pear in an appropriate manner and the wide passage opened up.
“Miss Tonks, The usual I am guessing?” Winky said greeting Tonks at the wide end of the passage.
“If you please Winky.” Tonks flopped onto one of the chairs supplied for tired magic folk who needed sleep. Winky brought her a large fire whisky, which she drank greedily.
“Is Miss sleeping here again?” Winky asked timidly
“Most likely Winky, its those darn nightmares again.”
Winky Nodded.
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DiscalimeR: I dont own jack shit. Ok?
Just read and reveiw it Pleeeease
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“Remus I just don’t want to hear it okay? Just go to your own dormitory and talk to me in the goddamned Morning. Remus NO!” Nymphadora Tonks turned her brilliant head away from Remus as he pleaded for her forgiveness.
“No, Remus. I Love You. I Really Do. But Right Now. I JUST DON’T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT!” She shouted. And Remus turned away and spat, hissing like in injured cat.
“Fine. I don’t care any more Tonks. Just leave me alone, forever” Then Remus turned, and walked out.
Tonks awoke, startled. She hated these dreams they always left her in tears. She loved Remus so deeply that the thought of him being so harsh made her cry. It was always on the nights when he wasn’t here. Always when he was transformed. Always when she couldn’t ask him to hold her tight. Tonks rubbed her eyes and wiped the unknown tears from her face. She got up. It was 1:45am but she didn’t care. She was wearing her blue nightgown, so she put her blue lacy dressing gown over it. Her auburn hair hung down just past her shoulders in soft rolls. Tonks held her head in her hands and sobbed. And for a brief moment she thought she’d never stop. But she did, knowing that Remus was safe.
Tonks headed down to the kitchens, her dressing gown billowing in a rather Snape like manner. When she reached the great hall the saw them, there again, like clockwork.
“Snape, oh yeah, Snape. Just there, just like that oh don’t ever stop Snape” Hermione groaned loudly and as soon as she saw them, undiscovered rage shot to the surface.
“OH For FUCKS sake, get a fucking room you two, People eat of those fucking tables.” Tonks said, Yelling as she walked by. The bodies froze. And a mumble of sorry echoed into Tonk’s ears as he reached the bowl of fruit.
She tickled the pear in an appropriate manner and the wide passage opened up.
“Miss Tonks, The usual I am guessing?” Winky said greeting Tonks at the wide end of the passage.
“If you please Winky.” Tonks flopped onto one of the chairs supplied for tired magic folk who needed sleep. Winky brought her a large fire whisky, which she drank greedily.
“Is Miss sleeping here again?” Winky asked timidly
“Most likely Winky, its those darn nightmares again.”
Winky Nodded.