Stress Relief

AN: Sorry it’s been so long guys! Exams are on now, but I hope to update again soon…


A dark figure crept into Tonks’ room. It paused for a moment, watching her sleep, then proceeded to her dresser where it removed a tiny bottle, replacing it with another before slinking back out the room.

Tonks’ woke later that night absolutely famished.
“That man certainly is keeping me fit,” she yawned to herself, pulling on her bathrobe and tucking her wand into the pocket. About to head to the kitchen for a midnight snack the tiny bottle on her dresser caught her eye. Grabbing the bottle up she unstopped it and downed the lot. It tasted sweeter than the usual contraceptive potion Severus left her, but Tonks dismissed it, thinking that perhaps he had just altered the ingredients.
Stumbling into the kitchen Tonks found Sirius sitting in the corner reading from a large leather bound book.
“Evening,” she said tentatively. Despite his earlier outburst he was her cousin and they were practically the only family either of them had. Besides, Dumbledore’s warning echoed around Tonks mind and she knew her cousin would not be the first to make a move at amends.
“Perhaps,” Sirius said, eyeing her closely. Tonks felt a little uneasy under his scrutiny and wished she’d bothered to dress properly. He closed the book and placed it upon the table. “You’re up late.”
Tonks pulled a bowl from the cupboard and used her wand to fill it with steaming pasta.
“Hungry,” she replied. “You want something to eat?”
Tonks glanced up at Sirius and wished she hadn’t. It was quite c fro from the look on his face that he thought she would make a delicious meal.
“No thanks,” he finally replied, too late to cover his inappropriate thoughts.
Tonks went to leave the room, but Sirius called her back.
“Yeah?” she asked from the doorway.
“I think we need to talk,” he replied gruffly. Tonks raised one suspicious eyebrow at him.
“I won’t bite, promise.” Sirius laughed at her obvious discomfort. Tentatively Tonks returned to the room and took a seat opposite him at the table. She felt a slightly warm feeling growing in her belly, the sort you get after a couple of bourbons, but dismissed it as hunger.
“So talk,” Tonks said crisply, winding a pile of spaghetti around her fork and stuffing the lot in her mouth, making sure to dribble sauce down her chin. Perhaps a little lack of table manners might just be the thing to put Sirius off.
“You feeling alright? You look a little flushed.”
Do I now? Tonks thought. Perhaps cos I spent the evening shagging Severus silly? She bit her tongue though and thought for a moment. She was starting to feel a little warm, her mind a little fuzzy.
“I’m alright,” she replied. “Just a bit tired.”
“Tonks, I apologise for my behavior earlier tonight. It was uncalled for, but Snape gets my hackles up.”
Tonks contemplated Sirius over the top of her bowl before replying, “Sirius, I…look, I’m not interested in you and I am perfectly happy with Severus. You’re just going to have to deal with it. We’re cousins for Merlin’s sake!”
“I know, but Tonks, we wouldn’t be the first…”
Tonks’ was definitely feeling drunk now. She shoved her pasta away, thinking perhaps Sirius had done something to it.
“Slirius,” she slurred at him, “I am not bloody interested!” Her words came out slowly, and Sirius grinned in return.
“Really? I mean, I see the way you watch me, Tonks, and….”
“I watch you cos I don’t know what slupid prank you’re gonna play next!”
Sirius had risen from his chair and was making his way around the table to Tonks.
“Just give me one try,” Sirius insisted. “I assure you I can change your mind…”
“You know, I’m not feeling so good,” Tonks drawled, the room beginning to sway. She felt Sirius’ lips on her own and clamped her mouth shut unable to find her arms to push him away, or better yet curse him into next week.
“GEROFF!” she tried to yell, but her cousin’s mouth was on hers and it came out as an inaudible mumble. He hands had slipped inside her robe and were stroking her breasts. Finally she managed to control one leg long enough to give him a swift kick in the knee. Sirius stumbled back and crashed to the floor taking several chairs with him.
“What on earth is going…” Lupin began, appearing at the door, but his words disappeared mid-sentence as he gaped at the scene before him. Sirius lay sprawled on the floor, his eyes looking hungrily at Tonks, while the witch sat there her mouth open staring in disgust at Sirius, the front of her robe open displaying her…assets to the world.
“Tonks?” Lupin asked quietly, trying to look anywhere but directly at her.
“Oh my gods! Oh my gods!” she started ranting, nearly in hysterics. “I…he! Argh!”
“Tonks!” Lupin shouted.
“What?!” she yelled at him, not taking her eyes off her cousin for a moment in fear that he would be back on her again.
“You…uh…your robe…”
Tonks glanced quickly at Lupin who was staring at the ceiling, then down at her self. Turning beat red she quickly grasped the robe together and went to stand up. Her legs were jelly, and she barely managed to rise an inch from the seat before falling back down.
“He drugged me!” Tonks screamed pointing an accusing finger at Sirius.
“I did no such thing!” Sirius snapped, getting to his feet.
“He did! HE put something in my dinner!” Tonks yelled, indicating the offending bowl of pasta on the table.
“Shhh,” Lupin hushed her. “You’ll wevereveryone up. Look, there’s one way to settle this.”
Lupin approached the table and cast a revealing charm over the spaghetti.
“Nothing, Tonks. Look, I think you just need a little sleep. We’re all very tired.” Lupin spoke softly to Tonks, but he managed to get in one nasty glare at Sirius without her noticing.
“But..!”
“Here, come on,” Lupin interrupted her. “Hang on to me a moment and I’ll apparate you upstairs.” He turned to Sirius. “I’ll be back in a minute,” he warned.
Lupin deposited Tonks in her room, tucking her into bed before disapparting back to the kitchen.
“What the hell are you playing at?!” he snapped at his so-called friend.
“Me? Nothing at all,” Sirius replied, his nose buried back in his book again.
“I don’t know how you did it, Black, but that girl was helpless! What precisely were you planning on doing with her?” Lupin growled. Sirius didn’t answer him so he wrenched the book from his hands and slammed it on the table, finally catching his full attention. “Taking her against her will is rape Sirius.”
“She wanted it!” Sirius yelled back, getting to his feet to face Lupin. A heavy cloud of fury hung in the air.
“Looked like it!” Lupin retorted sarcastically. “For Merlin’s sake, Sirius, I don’t care what happened to you in Azkaban, I don’t care how much you want Tonks that is just…despicable!”
“I didn’t do a thing!”
“I don’t believe that for a moment! I’ve had enough – I’m taking this matter to Dumbledore!”
Sirius smirked. “And you’re planning on proving this how? Trust me, tomorrow, Tonks won’t remember a thing.”

AN:
Thank you to…
Amethyst – so glad you joined my group and thanks for all your reviews!
Rilla – cheers girl!
Psychotikitten – Thank you! I kinda like the idea of them together too!
Gx-Silver – Hm, I think naming your daughter Nymphadora would count as child abuse LOL. Perhaps a cat or a guinea pig instead?
Thanks for you review!
Alana – Thank you!
Avrild - *blushes* Thanks!
Barrie – Yeah, Sirius (immature little prick) is not one of my favs either!
Joe Hundredaire (Love that name!) – Taco Bell? Sorry, I’m from strange foreign lands and don’t get it, but thanks for your review!
Lidra – Mm, Rons bum is not a pretty thought! Thanks for the heads up on the ‘your’ ‘you’re’ thing. I know I do it, I guess I must’ve let a few slip through!