Pink And Beastly (Ronks)

Chapter 12

It was about three am when Tonks awoke. Her head and back were sore but it passed in a matter of minutes. Sitting up, she noticed a few things she didn't remember being like that before:

1) she was inside on her bed.

2) shorts and a vest top was all that she was wearing.

3) Remus was awkwardly sleeping underneath her. He was lying on his front, one arm covering his face, the other hand under his stomach. His feet dangling off of the bed, legs underneath Tonks's back.

"How the hell did we end up like that?" Tonks wondered to herself. Before she could even answer her own question, her stomach growled deeply. She was absolutely starving. Trying her best not to disturb Remus, she slipped off the bed and out the door. A few steps creaked from under her weight as she tip-toed down, but apart from that, the night was pleasantly silent.

Tonks flicked the light switch on in the kitchen and sleepily made her way to the fridge. The kitchen is where she seemed to always be the most tired, strange....

As Tonks opened the fridge door, she sighed happily at the fridge full of food, that was now at her mercy. Grabbing an apple, two chocolate bars, strawberries and marshmallows. Tonks placed all of it on the table before melting the chocolate bars, pouring it over the marshmallows and cut strawberries, and waiting for it to set, she ate her sweet, red apple.

"Mmmh." Tonks sighed once the chocolate had solidified again. She sat down on the sofa munching away as he watched a muggle film called 'Treasure Planet'. It was a child's film but it was still good. But the Cyborg reminded her a lot of Mad-Eye. A tear came to her eye, but she blinked it away, no point in crying over the past that you can't change.

The chocolate marshmallows and strawberries were nice and sweet, but she was still craving sugary things. Carrying the empty bowl, she went in search of more sugar goodness. Unknown to Tonks, she wasn't alone in the kitchen.

"Hungry are we?" A voice from the shadows said.

Tonks cried out in fright and threw the bowl towards the source of the voice. She heard it make contact,followed by a cry of pain.

"What was that for?" Remus exclaimed, moving forward so she could see him. He was rubbing his head in the place where the bowl hit him.

"You scared me." Tonks exclaimed, breathing fast. "Why are you down here so early?"

"I should be asking you that, shouldn't I?" He replied

"Don't answer my question with a question." Tonks sighed.

"I was wondering where you were. Then I noticed the kitchen light on and wondered what you're doing down here so I came down. I found the fridge open, the rest of the marshmallows, strawberries and the last of my two chocolate bars gone." Remus said. "So I'll ask again, why come down here and eat all this so early?"

"I woke and was absolutely starving." Tonks replied. "And I was craving surgery foods."

"So you're feeling better then?" Remus asked, sitting down.

"Yeah, I feel alright." Tonks replied, sitting across from him. "The sickness comes every now and again. But I'm fin-"

"Don't say you are fine. I know you aren't, and it's not just a sickness bug like you said."

"But I am fine. And it's simply just a sick bug." Tonks protested, taking his hands, but Remus removed his from the table.

"There is something you aren't telling me. And I'd like know right now because you haven't been fine for a while. At first I thought you were just nervous about the war but then I remembered you're stronger than that." Remus said bluntly, avoiding her eyes.