Author's Notes: Written for Asking Me Where My Love Grows' First Kiss Challenge.



"Why- won't- you- listen- to- me?" Tonks demanded, stamping her foot from sheer frustration. "I love you, damnit! I don't care if you're a werewolf!"

"I care." Remus's voice was calm, and more than a little chilly. "And you'd care too if I ripped you to shreds."

"Have you ever ripped anyone to shreds?"

"No," he admitted. "But that isn't the point. I could."

"But you won't! This is stupid, Remus, you can't turn me down just because you turn into a wolf for a few days of the month!"

"Of course I can!"

"No, you can't! I mean, hell, Remus, a few days of the month, I'm not so fun to be around either! We could make this work if you'd only try!"

He ran his hand through his hair. "No, we couldn't. It's not just me being a werewolf. We're both members of the Order. Either of us could die any day. I think it's better not to get… too attached when we're in that sort of danger. And that's not even taking our ages into account–"

"Will you stop harping about our ages? If we were Purebloods–"

"We are Purebloods."

"Traditional Purebloods, I mean, like the Blacks or Malfoys or whoever! If we were like them, I could have been married off to a fifty-year-old when I was fourteen! I hardly think – what, sixteen years? – is a big enough age difference to get so worked up over!"

"And about us both being members of the Order?"

"Remus." Tonks took a deep breath, and spoke as calmly as she could, "If we don't get married – or whatever – the only difference it'll make is that I'll go to my grave angry at you."


"Remus… shut up." Tonks grabbed him by either side of his head and smashed her lips against his. It was desperate, she knew, and she didn't really expect it to result in some declaration of love from him, but it was the only thing she could think of to possibly express how she felt.

"Get off me." Remus gripped her shoulders firmly and pushed her back. "What would your mother say?"

"Maybe that she's proud of me for following in her footsteps by falling in love with a man that stupid, narrow-minded people wouldn't accept?"

"This isn't funny, Nymphadora."

The second Tonks heard her first name, she deflated. Remus knew better than to throw her first name around without reason. He was serious, then.

"Don't ever do that again," Remus told her. "Leave. Now."