In Red Bloom

A HariPo fanfiction

by mew-tsubaki

Note: The Harry Potter cast belongs to J.K. Rowling, not me. This is a kinda alternate ending/continuation of my one-shot "Sidle Along, Dear." It's a songfic as well as an entry for my HPFC forum topic, found here (Just take out the spaces!): http : / forum. fanfiction. net/ topic /44309 /25299326 /1/ Read, review, and enjoy! And check out and join the forum challenge!

For Purist Sin!

Song used: Ma'aya Sakamoto's "What'cha Gonna Do?" This is from the anime movie Escaflowne: The Movie. The song's originally in French, so I just used the translation of the song again, *lol*.

- ^-^3

Chapter Three: Little White Lies

"To love someone who does not love you, is like shaking a tree to make the dew drops fall." –Proverb

Uh-oh

Tonks gritted her teeth. "Aah, that hurts…!"

Uh-oh

The brown-haired witch before Tonks frowned. "Tonks, you landed on your chin last night. Of course the resulting bruise is going to hurt."

Tonks glared at the wizard off to the side. "I wouldn't be hurting now if I hadn't been forced into that ridiculous mission last night."

"No," corrected Alastor "Mad-Eye" Moody, "you wouldn't be hurting now if you hadn't screwed up."

The Metamorphagus counted slowly in her head to abate her anger.

Bom bom bom bom bom

Bom bom bom bom bom

Bom bom bom bom bom

Bom bom bom

"Alastor…," the brunette –Emmeline Vance –warned. "Don't further aggravate her."

Uh-oh

"No. You learn to control your emotions, Emmeline," Mad-Eye spat. He glared right back at Tonks. "Do you hear me, Tonks?" he asked gruffly.

Tonks puffed out her cheeks, her irritation only growing.

What'cha gonna do?

What'cha gonna do?

What'cha gonna do, baby?

"…yes," she slowly answered. She knew she was the student here, and she had to learn from her mistakes.

"Good. So what happened? You didn't seem to be in there for long. You weren't dancing with that filth, right?"

The Metamorphagus both reddened and paled. Oh, crap. She wouldn't tell them about Lucius –but every mission demanded a debriefing! What would she tell them, though…?

What'cha gonna do?

What'cha gonna do?

What'cha gonna do?

I'm dreamin'

"Obviously she had to dance to blend in," Emmeline pointed out.

Tonks breathe a sigh of relief. Thank Merlin for Emmeline's quick reasoning! It was one of many reasons for Tonks to consider Emmeline like a caring older sister.

Mad-Eye growled. "Be that as it may… I would still like to know how you could've blown your cover so fast."

"I didn't blow my cover!" Well, she didn't…entirely.

"I don't believe you," he groused, his magical eye on her.

That doesn't get past it

Did ya pass the twitch?

Total wealth

So where's the loose screw?

"If I'd blown my cover, would I be alive and sitting here bickering with you?" she shot back.

Mad-Eye opened his mouth and then shut it, thinking better on it.

What'cha gonna do?

What'cha gonna do?

What'cha gonna do, baby?

"Thanks, Emme," she told Emmeline. She felt her chin; thanks to Emmeline's medi-work, the swelling had disappeared and the skin was no longer tender. Tonks was sure she'd see that the bruise had disappeared, too, if she looked in a mirror.

Emmeline smiled at the display of gratitude. "You're welcome." She paused and her white skin flushed slightly. "Umm…so what did happen in there?"

Tonks groaned. She never would've become an Auror if she'd known it meant everyone was always prying secrets from her! "I did dance," she finally confirmed.

"And?" Emmeline prompted.

What'cha gonna do?

What'cha gonna do?

What'cha gonna do?

The young Auror pursed her lips, hoping her cheeks weren't as red as they felt. She couldn't help but think of her Luce. Although… He had refused to say that he loved her. He'd started to say something before telling her to run, but it could've just as easily been "I like you" that he was about to say. Yes, he cared enough to keep her out of harm's way, but that could've easily just been for him to keep his reputation intact. As her thoughts took this dark turn, she hated that she doubted him. Maybe she'd gotten over her Lupin crush too soon… Maybe Luce was a hopeless love…

It's perfect!

Napa-nepa-nay

Do you see the fatal withering?

The penniless rise up and pass the pinch

Exaltation is the ability to live

A ridge you must climb by yourself?

No, no!

She wet her lips, hoping words would not fail her as she tried to tell the false tale. "I infiltrated and made my way onto the dance floor. I seemed to blend in okay, like Emme said."

"So what went wrong?" Mad-Eye asked.

Bom bom bom bom bom

Bom bom bom bom bom

Bom bom bom

Tonks fiddled with her sleeve cuffs. "I'm not really sure…" Okay, so that was actually kinda true. It vaguely occurred to Nymph that she hoped half-truths were as harmless as little white lies. "The next thing I knew, some Death Eaters came downstairs and spread out like they were looking for someone." The witch felt a little guilty surge of triumph –that had been one full-truth! Really!

"Who were the Death Eaters?" Emme inquired.

Uh-oh

Leave it to Emmeline to get right back to the point. "There were only a few…"

"Like…?" Mad-Eye prodded. He said it calmly –meaning he was starting to seriously lose his patience with her.

What'cha gonna do?

What'cha gonna do?

What'cha gonna do, baby?

"Rosier," she supplied, "Evan Rosier, Avery, Mulciber, Yaxley –ugh, he's so creepy –the seniors Crabbe and Goyle."

"The Malfoys and Lestranges must've been plotting with You-Know-Who elsewhere," Mad-Eye supposed with a grimace.

What'cha gonna do?

What'cha gonna do?

What'cha gonna do?

I'm dreamin'

"Erm, yeah." Hey, she could agree to that without consequence. Those families could've been elsewhere and Mad-Eye hadn't asked if any specific Malfoy had been present.

"That's ruddy info we got. There should've been a meeting of the higher-ups," the wizard thought aloud.

"There was, though." When both looked at her, Tonks inwardly kicked herself. That was a little too much truth she'd offered!

That doesn't get past it

Did ya get past the twitch?

Total wealth

So where's the loose screw?

"I thought you said you'd seen only those six," Emmeline reminded her.

"Well…yeah, I did… But they've –well, Rosier and Avery and Yaxley –they've been in the group for so long. Aren't they kinda…I dunno, important? Like the others?" She prayed they bought this, too.

What'cha gonna do?

What'cha gonna do?

What'cha gonna do, baby?

Mad-Eye snorted and leaned on his cane. "Ah, ya still have a lot to learn, Nymphadora."

Emmeline cringed as Tonks jumped to her feet. "Don't –call me –'Nymphadora'!"

"Calm yourself," he ordered. "We'll have another mission in the coming week. You can prove yourself then."

She was stunned by the info. "Oh?"

What'cha gonna do?

What'cha gonna do?

What'cha gonna do?

"Yes, we're part of the Advance Guard that's going to protect Harry Potter on his journey to-"

"Emmeline! That's enough!" Mad-Eye snapped.

Tonks gaped at that snippet of info. Potter? Harry Potter? The Harry Potter? The son of her cousin Sirius' two best friends? And the Boy-Who-Lived?

A nagging voice reminded her that he was the archenemy of her lover's master and therefore…trouble? Was he really? After all, Lucius was on the bad side… But that didn't make Luce evil… It just made him…misguided. Yeah, Lucius was just misguided. How could she have ever doubted those silver-gray eyes?

But just because she'd resolved that Lucius was not a hopeless love didn't mean she would have to stop fighting on the side of the light. Nope, she would protect Potter and keep him from the Death Eaters. Err…she wasn't playing with fire here, was she…?

Luce's rare smile that only she ever saw came to the forefront of her mind and answered her question.

It's perfect!

Napa-nepa-nay

Do you see the fatal obsession?

Take aim, rise up, and pass the pinch

Exaltation is the ability to live

A ridge you must climb by yourself?

No, no!

"You should drink something," Emmeline interrupted. "Your cheeks are flushed rather feverishly, Tonks. Are you all right?"

"Oh-oh, yeah!" Tonks waved her off, though she wished Emme had not snapped her out of her reveries so soon. Her thought-self had just been enjoying a delicious French kiss with dream-Luce…

Pass some blame and get rid of the wrong

No more frustration!

Emmeline impishly smiled as if she really were Nymph's older, all-knowing sister. "Ah, thinking about someone?"

Pass some blame and get rid of the wrong

No more frustration!

No more frustration!

Mad-Eye growled. "I'm outta here," he mumbled. He left the Auror office as he did not want to stay for little witchy talk and gossip.

Tonks narrowed her eyes at Emmeline, trying to fight her hair and cheeks from turning the same shade of Expelliarmus red. "Are you?"

The brunette hadn't expected it to be turned around on her. Emmeline quickly recovered. "I asked first."

Di-ya, di-ya, di-ya, I'm going to love!

Who's your pal?

Tonks whistled. "Well…I may have a crush."

The office went silent. Tonks looked at Emmeline, who averted her eyes and coughed. Nymph's hackles went up. He hadn't made a sound…!

"I, uh, came to inform you," Remus Lupin started. Tonks was so embarrassed that she couldn't even turn around to look him in the eye. She'd been chasing after him for a little bit –though her one true love was Lucius –so talking about something so stupid in front of him-! He coughed. "I, uh, see you're busy here. I'll just go."

Di-ya, di-ya, di-ya, I'm going to love!

Who's your pal?

Emmeline groaned. "Oh, Tonks, I'm so sorry. I should've let it drop."

"No, it's okay," the Metamorphagus said with a sigh. "I've just about gotten over him. But that was bloody awkward!" The two witches shared a nervous chuckle at that.

Pass some blame and get rid of the wrong

No more frustration!

"Are you really going to let Lupin go? You seemed to really like him."

Tonks shrugged. "There's someone else. Ah! I mean-"

"It's okay," Emmeline said with a smile. "You don't have to tell me –now. I just hope that I'll meet him some day. I mean, he must be something to have won your heart."

"Enough about me," Tonks urged. She took the coffee right out of Emme's hands. "Who's made you so curious about other people's love lives?"

Pass some blame and get rid of the wrong

No more frustration!

No more frustration!

Emmeline tugged a little at her blouse's collar. "Eh, must I?"

"What? Owl got your tongue?"

"You didn't tell me anything!"

Di-ya, di-ya, di-ya, I'm going to love!

Who's your pal?

"I'll give you a hint –he has the Greatest Abs."

Tonks quirked an eyebrow. "What the hell kind of bloody clue is that?" She thought for a moment. "…okay. Here's my hint –he's a graceful, Slim Fay."

They laughed. "Merlin, listen to us! We need to focus on the upcoming mission, Tonks, not these silly matters."

Inwardly, Tonks was berating Emmeline for calling trials of the heart "silly matters."

Di-ya, di-ya, di-ya, I'm going to love!

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So who's Emme in love with? And will Tonks ever tell anyone that she's in love with Lucius? Could you even understand their little hints? And how's that other mission gonna blow over? Review and you may find out… XD

Up next: Ch.4- "Marked"

So review, everyone!

-mew! :D

Thanks to Morghen who is SUCH an (S)AWESOME (S)BETA! XD

Check out my one-shot, "Crystalline," to find out the answer to that first question above (meaning it's a bit of a spoiler…but whatever! *lol*) –siriusly, it's the first story ever done for that pairing –a pairing that's mine! YAAAY!

And check out the banner Sin made for the story! It's some DEFFO yummy Lucadora goodness! Thanks so much, Sin, for the banner! It's the first time anyone's made something like that for me! :3