electric violet she-wolf (![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} violet_quill) wrote in ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} rl_nt_ficathon,@ 2005-08-31 14:54:00 |
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Better than Chocolate
Title: Better Than Chocolate
Author:violet_quill
Rating: G
Request: Forgm_weasley: I want to know what happened when Remus and Tonks met for the first time. Maybe they met through Sirius; maybe they met through the Order. What did they think of each other?
Your love is better than chocolate
Better than anything else that I've tried
Love is better than chocolate
- "Ice Cream", Sarah McLachlan
Nymphadora Tonks liked chocolate. Very much. She liked all kinds, but her favourite sort was in ice cream, preferably mint chocolate chip or rocky road. Sometimes her mum would take her to a little ice cream parlour in Diagon Alley, and if she'd been really good that week, she could get a scoop of each.
She really liked her mum, too.
It was on one of these such outings that she first met her One True Love. She knew him when she spotted him, of course, because she'd read loads of books filled with fairy tales, and knew all about such things. Her favourite was Rapunzel, and she liked to imagine herself high atop a tower with her True Love waiting at the bottom, calling her name. But when she started growing her hair past her ankles, her mum started giving her Muggle romance novels instead. She was seven years old, and when she asked her mum what a 'heaving bosom' was, she got those snatched away as well.
But as soon as he showed up, it all came back to her. He was so handsome, and charming, and it was obviously love at first sight, the way he smiled at her. Of course, when her mum got so surprised and a little weepy and introduced him as her cousin, Sirius, she realized that she must have been getting the True Love vibes from his friend instead.
He was pretty cute, too.
"I can't believe that after all these years I've just run into you on the street," Sirius was saying, running his hand through a mop of black hair and staring at them.
She yanked on the bottom of her mum's jacket.
"Not now, Nymphadora - "
"Mum!" She looked up with a scandalized expression. "Don't call me that!"
"It's your name, and I won't have any more of this 'Tiffany' nonsense. Honestly. You've been hanging around the Muggle girls in the neighbourhood too much."
Tonks pouted a little, and crouched down on the sidewalk to eat her ice cream cone, vaguely listening to her mum and Sirius discussing things like disinheritance and low profiles and it all seemed really boring but the basic gist seemed to be that they wouldn't be seeing much of her cute cousin.
That was when her True Love knelt down beside her. "Hello," he said. "I don't think we've been properly introduced."
"You said your name is Remus Lupin," Tonks answered promptly. "You're his roommate." She pointed at Sirius, who was still talking animatedly with her mum.
"You're a very good listener," Remus said, nodding. "What's your name?"
"Tiff - " she began, then sighed. "Nymphadora. But I hate it."
"I think it's very pretty. What sort of ice cream is that?"
"Mint chocolate chip," she said, grinning. "Want some?"
He shook his head, but smiled and rooted around in his pockets. "I like chocolate, too," he told her, and held out something in a shiny wrapper. "It's from Honeydukes. That's in Hogsmeade, have you ever been there?"
She shook her head and took the candy, turning it over to admire the wrapper in the light. "Thank you, Mr. Lupin," she said politely. "I'll save it for later." She wished she had something to give him, and then on a whim said, "Hey, want to see a trick?"
He glanced back up at the pair still conversing, and then said, "Certainly. I'd love to see a trick."
She squeezed her eyes shut and turned her hair the same colour purple as the candy wrapper.
He looked impressed. "Wow! That's some trick for such a little girl. Is it a glamour?"
She bristled a bit at 'little girl', but figured he didn't know any better yet. Sometimes it took the True Loves a little longer to catch on. "Nope. I'm a meta - a metamo - " Darn, she was still having trouble pronouncing it. "A metamorh... magus."
"Wow," Remus said again. "Well, you're a very lucky girl. Is it hard to do?"
She shook her head, and then turned her eyes the same colour amber as his; he didn't seem to notice. "It's getting easier," she said. "I don't have to concentrate too much anymore."
"Time to go, Nymphadora."
Her mother's shoes were right in front of her. Tonks watched Remus stand, and then he offered her a hand. She took it and pulled herself up, feeling a tingle in her fingers.
Love was grand.
It was a short meeting, but she still knew. Later her mum told her that maybe after the world wasn't so crazy they'd get to see more of her cousin Sirius. She hoped that when the world wasn't so crazy, he still lived with Remus Lupin.
She pulled out the candy he'd given her and put it under her pillow.
*****
Nymphadora Tonks really likes chocolate. Since she never seems to get any sleep anymore anyway, she's taken to dosing large amounts of coffee with it, sweetening the stuff up so it tastes almost like hot cocoa. Sure, she could just drink pepper-up, but it's not the same. Moody tells her she's picked up way too many Muggle habits.
Most recently she's taken to sitting in Muggle coffee shops, pretending to read one of the trashy romance novels she picked up at a yard sale, but instead mostly listening to the string of customers' orders. Venti mocha. Tall caramel macchiato. Grande soy chai. Tall nonfat mocha caramel latte.
It's like code. She hasn't figured out what for, yet. She orders black coffee and hot cocoa and mixes them together.
She's drinking even more coffee than usual tonight because she's nervous. She had her first meeting with Professor Dumbledore about the Order, having been swept in under Kingsley's recommendation. Tonight she's meeting everyone for the first time, and she has no idea who they are - or more importantly, whether they'll look at her as a child.
She's also nervous about seeing Sirius, because Dumbledore told her about him, too. She doubts he'll remember her, but since he can't exactly go announce himself to her mum, she's pretty much the only family he'll get to see, aside from that whacked out picture of his mother she's heard so much about.
Two chocolate coffees later, she leaves. She makes it to the house with no difficulty, and during the meeting, she... impresses herself. With her calmness, her maturity, her ability to avoid tripping over things...
That is, until he's there.
Fifteen years is a long time, but there's no mistaking those eyes. The ones that, at the age of seven, she'd been sure looked straight into her soul.
When they're introduced, she tries her best not to blush, especially when her name only causes a brief flicker of confusion in his expression, as if he can't quite place it. He doesn't remember her.
Of course he doesn't remember you, she chides herself. Twit.
Sirius does, though. When he bursts into the room and throws his arms around her, she can see Remus' expression over his shoulder. He still looks confused.
Sirius laughs and swings her around, saying, "Gosh, I never thought I'd get to see you again. Always wondered what you'd be like all grown up. Hey, Moony, remember when we ran into Tonksie and her mum that day in Diagon Alley?"
Remus' eyes widen a little and he clears his throat. "That's right. Still like ice cream, Nymphadora?"
She hopes he isn't suddenly looking at her as a child. "Actually," she says carefully, "I go by Tonks now."
"Excellent choice," Sirius interjects cheerfully. "I'm sorry you were subjected to the awful name curse of our family. You know I have a third cousin named Betelgeuse?"
"Tonks it is," Remus says. "It's nice that Sirius gets to see someone from his family. He's mostly confined to - "
"Stuck here, is what he means. Against my will, mostly. And Moony isn't nearly as much fun as he used to be. Now he's all brown cardigans and tea." Sirius sighs, then looks over at Tonks, giving her an appraising once-over. "And speaking of poor dressing, you certainly don't have that problem, love. Very snappy, and you've grown up into quite a looker. Do I have to warn you to keep your hands off of her, Moony?" He waggles an eyebrow.
Remus blushes, and Tonks blushes, and Sirius looks between them and whistles.
*****
Much later, Tonks will watch as Remus drinks a cup of hot cocoa, and then she'll hold out a small piece of chocolate in a shiny, purple wrapper.
He'll point out that Honeydukes doesn't make these anymore, and she'll smile and say that it's something of a keepsake.
"You kept it all these years?" he'll ask, sounding surprised. "Why? I thought you liked chocolate."
"I love it," she'll say, wrapping her arms around his waist and resting her head on his shoulder, "but even better than chocolate was the reminder of you."
"You know I don't believe in all that love at first sight stuff," he'll remind her, turning the chocolate over in his hands.
"Doesn't matter." She'll kiss him. "Only one of us has to." She'll turn her eyes the same colour as his.
He'll notice.
Title: Better Than Chocolate
Author:
violet_quillRating: G
Request: For
gm_weasley: I want to know what happened when Remus and Tonks met for the first time. Maybe they met through Sirius; maybe they met through the Order. What did they think of each other?Your love is better than chocolate
Better than anything else that I've tried
Love is better than chocolate
- "Ice Cream", Sarah McLachlan
Nymphadora Tonks liked chocolate. Very much. She liked all kinds, but her favourite sort was in ice cream, preferably mint chocolate chip or rocky road. Sometimes her mum would take her to a little ice cream parlour in Diagon Alley, and if she'd been really good that week, she could get a scoop of each.
She really liked her mum, too.
It was on one of these such outings that she first met her One True Love. She knew him when she spotted him, of course, because she'd read loads of books filled with fairy tales, and knew all about such things. Her favourite was Rapunzel, and she liked to imagine herself high atop a tower with her True Love waiting at the bottom, calling her name. But when she started growing her hair past her ankles, her mum started giving her Muggle romance novels instead. She was seven years old, and when she asked her mum what a 'heaving bosom' was, she got those snatched away as well.
But as soon as he showed up, it all came back to her. He was so handsome, and charming, and it was obviously love at first sight, the way he smiled at her. Of course, when her mum got so surprised and a little weepy and introduced him as her cousin, Sirius, she realized that she must have been getting the True Love vibes from his friend instead.
He was pretty cute, too.
"I can't believe that after all these years I've just run into you on the street," Sirius was saying, running his hand through a mop of black hair and staring at them.
She yanked on the bottom of her mum's jacket.
"Not now, Nymphadora - "
"Mum!" She looked up with a scandalized expression. "Don't call me that!"
"It's your name, and I won't have any more of this 'Tiffany' nonsense. Honestly. You've been hanging around the Muggle girls in the neighbourhood too much."
Tonks pouted a little, and crouched down on the sidewalk to eat her ice cream cone, vaguely listening to her mum and Sirius discussing things like disinheritance and low profiles and it all seemed really boring but the basic gist seemed to be that they wouldn't be seeing much of her cute cousin.
That was when her True Love knelt down beside her. "Hello," he said. "I don't think we've been properly introduced."
"You said your name is Remus Lupin," Tonks answered promptly. "You're his roommate." She pointed at Sirius, who was still talking animatedly with her mum.
"You're a very good listener," Remus said, nodding. "What's your name?"
"Tiff - " she began, then sighed. "Nymphadora. But I hate it."
"I think it's very pretty. What sort of ice cream is that?"
"Mint chocolate chip," she said, grinning. "Want some?"
He shook his head, but smiled and rooted around in his pockets. "I like chocolate, too," he told her, and held out something in a shiny wrapper. "It's from Honeydukes. That's in Hogsmeade, have you ever been there?"
She shook her head and took the candy, turning it over to admire the wrapper in the light. "Thank you, Mr. Lupin," she said politely. "I'll save it for later." She wished she had something to give him, and then on a whim said, "Hey, want to see a trick?"
He glanced back up at the pair still conversing, and then said, "Certainly. I'd love to see a trick."
She squeezed her eyes shut and turned her hair the same colour purple as the candy wrapper.
He looked impressed. "Wow! That's some trick for such a little girl. Is it a glamour?"
She bristled a bit at 'little girl', but figured he didn't know any better yet. Sometimes it took the True Loves a little longer to catch on. "Nope. I'm a meta - a metamo - " Darn, she was still having trouble pronouncing it. "A metamorh... magus."
"Wow," Remus said again. "Well, you're a very lucky girl. Is it hard to do?"
She shook her head, and then turned her eyes the same colour amber as his; he didn't seem to notice. "It's getting easier," she said. "I don't have to concentrate too much anymore."
"Time to go, Nymphadora."
Her mother's shoes were right in front of her. Tonks watched Remus stand, and then he offered her a hand. She took it and pulled herself up, feeling a tingle in her fingers.
Love was grand.
It was a short meeting, but she still knew. Later her mum told her that maybe after the world wasn't so crazy they'd get to see more of her cousin Sirius. She hoped that when the world wasn't so crazy, he still lived with Remus Lupin.
She pulled out the candy he'd given her and put it under her pillow.
*****
Nymphadora Tonks really likes chocolate. Since she never seems to get any sleep anymore anyway, she's taken to dosing large amounts of coffee with it, sweetening the stuff up so it tastes almost like hot cocoa. Sure, she could just drink pepper-up, but it's not the same. Moody tells her she's picked up way too many Muggle habits.
Most recently she's taken to sitting in Muggle coffee shops, pretending to read one of the trashy romance novels she picked up at a yard sale, but instead mostly listening to the string of customers' orders. Venti mocha. Tall caramel macchiato. Grande soy chai. Tall nonfat mocha caramel latte.
It's like code. She hasn't figured out what for, yet. She orders black coffee and hot cocoa and mixes them together.
She's drinking even more coffee than usual tonight because she's nervous. She had her first meeting with Professor Dumbledore about the Order, having been swept in under Kingsley's recommendation. Tonight she's meeting everyone for the first time, and she has no idea who they are - or more importantly, whether they'll look at her as a child.
She's also nervous about seeing Sirius, because Dumbledore told her about him, too. She doubts he'll remember her, but since he can't exactly go announce himself to her mum, she's pretty much the only family he'll get to see, aside from that whacked out picture of his mother she's heard so much about.
Two chocolate coffees later, she leaves. She makes it to the house with no difficulty, and during the meeting, she... impresses herself. With her calmness, her maturity, her ability to avoid tripping over things...
That is, until he's there.
Fifteen years is a long time, but there's no mistaking those eyes. The ones that, at the age of seven, she'd been sure looked straight into her soul.
When they're introduced, she tries her best not to blush, especially when her name only causes a brief flicker of confusion in his expression, as if he can't quite place it. He doesn't remember her.
Of course he doesn't remember you, she chides herself. Twit.
Sirius does, though. When he bursts into the room and throws his arms around her, she can see Remus' expression over his shoulder. He still looks confused.
Sirius laughs and swings her around, saying, "Gosh, I never thought I'd get to see you again. Always wondered what you'd be like all grown up. Hey, Moony, remember when we ran into Tonksie and her mum that day in Diagon Alley?"
Remus' eyes widen a little and he clears his throat. "That's right. Still like ice cream, Nymphadora?"
She hopes he isn't suddenly looking at her as a child. "Actually," she says carefully, "I go by Tonks now."
"Excellent choice," Sirius interjects cheerfully. "I'm sorry you were subjected to the awful name curse of our family. You know I have a third cousin named Betelgeuse?"
"Tonks it is," Remus says. "It's nice that Sirius gets to see someone from his family. He's mostly confined to - "
"Stuck here, is what he means. Against my will, mostly. And Moony isn't nearly as much fun as he used to be. Now he's all brown cardigans and tea." Sirius sighs, then looks over at Tonks, giving her an appraising once-over. "And speaking of poor dressing, you certainly don't have that problem, love. Very snappy, and you've grown up into quite a looker. Do I have to warn you to keep your hands off of her, Moony?" He waggles an eyebrow.
Remus blushes, and Tonks blushes, and Sirius looks between them and whistles.
*****
Much later, Tonks will watch as Remus drinks a cup of hot cocoa, and then she'll hold out a small piece of chocolate in a shiny, purple wrapper.
He'll point out that Honeydukes doesn't make these anymore, and she'll smile and say that it's something of a keepsake.
"You kept it all these years?" he'll ask, sounding surprised. "Why? I thought you liked chocolate."
"I love it," she'll say, wrapping her arms around his waist and resting her head on his shoulder, "but even better than chocolate was the reminder of you."
"You know I don't believe in all that love at first sight stuff," he'll remind her, turning the chocolate over in his hands.
"Doesn't matter." She'll kiss him. "Only one of us has to." She'll turn her eyes the same colour as his.
He'll notice.
