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rarepair_shortsAuthor: ceria_taliesin
Recipient:laundrylove
Title: Learning to love again
Characters/Pairing: Kingsley/Tonks
Rating: PG – all 5 drabbles
Summary: Kingsley slowly makes his move for Tonks' hand
Author's Notes: Thank you to my beta, you're the light of my life.
Dear laundrylove, this is AU in order to make the pairing work, I hope you like.
March 1998
"Boss," Tonks said sharply, hands on her hips, "That is ridiculous. You need all the Aurors you can get."
Sighing, Kingsley shook his head one more time, "But not you. This is your first week back to work and I won't be responsible for…"
"If you feed that mother line to me, I'll hex you where you stand."
Staring at her, his expression stoic, Kingsley didn't budge. Actually, his reasoning was that he thought her mad. She seemed too… careless, considering she was now a single mum, and he worried that she would cause more problems than it was worth.
April 1998
"Where's Teddy?" Kingsley asked as she reappeared with their take-out dinner.
"My mum is watching him," she said as she picked up the parchment again, going back to work.
"You don't have to stay."
"It's my case, Shacklebolt, not yours and I'm staying."
"I volunteered."
"And you're helpful, thank-you, but Teddy is fine with my mother. I promise."
Sitting back in the chair under the guise of eating, he watched her. She was such an amazing witch, dedicated to her job and her son. He still couldn't believe Lupin left her.
Grinning beneath her fringe, she pretended not to notice.
May 1998
She hated funerals. No matter that they had been separated or that Remus hadn't acted like a proper husband. She cradled Teddy in her arms as he fussed, humming softly to him as a large hand dropped onto her shoulder.
"Are you going to speak?" he asked her with his low voice. She nodded once, trying to calm Teddy before approaching the podium.
"I can hold him."
She started to say no, that her mum would take him, but when Tonks looked at his expression, she couldn't refuse his request. Besides, she had never seen Kingsley with a child before.
June 1998
They stood in the atrium of the Ministry, staring at the… statue. The Aurors had tried every spell they could think of, and nothing worked. Frustrated, they huddled on the far side of the room, leaving Kingsley alone in front of it.
"Wotcher," Tonks said brightly, approaching him, refusing to cower in front of it.
"Nothing is working," he said, "and they're afraid to touch it."
Brushing off her hands, she strode toward it.
"What are you doing, Tonks?"
"Knocking it down by hand," she said, using her innate clumsiness as she climbed up the pile, scatting debris behind her.
* * *
"I think I love you," he mumbled softly as it crumbled beneath her feet. Turning around to face the milling people, Kingsley bellowed, "Gather some buckets and pick all this up by hand. I want this… monstrosity gone by the end of the day or no one leaves."
There was only one thing left to do; climbing up on the pile of bones beside her, Kingsley took her hands in his and kissed her knuckles.
As she blushed brightly, her brown hair turning bright pink, Kingsley asked, "Will you go out to dinner with me this weekend?"
"Yes," she whispered.
ceria_taliesinRecipient:
laundryloveTitle: Learning to love again
Characters/Pairing: Kingsley/Tonks
Rating: PG – all 5 drabbles
Summary: Kingsley slowly makes his move for Tonks' hand
Author's Notes: Thank you to my beta, you're the light of my life.
Dear laundrylove, this is AU in order to make the pairing work, I hope you like.
March 1998
"Boss," Tonks said sharply, hands on her hips, "That is ridiculous. You need all the Aurors you can get."
Sighing, Kingsley shook his head one more time, "But not you. This is your first week back to work and I won't be responsible for…"
"If you feed that mother line to me, I'll hex you where you stand."
Staring at her, his expression stoic, Kingsley didn't budge. Actually, his reasoning was that he thought her mad. She seemed too… careless, considering she was now a single mum, and he worried that she would cause more problems than it was worth.
April 1998
"Where's Teddy?" Kingsley asked as she reappeared with their take-out dinner.
"My mum is watching him," she said as she picked up the parchment again, going back to work.
"You don't have to stay."
"It's my case, Shacklebolt, not yours and I'm staying."
"I volunteered."
"And you're helpful, thank-you, but Teddy is fine with my mother. I promise."
Sitting back in the chair under the guise of eating, he watched her. She was such an amazing witch, dedicated to her job and her son. He still couldn't believe Lupin left her.
Grinning beneath her fringe, she pretended not to notice.
May 1998
She hated funerals. No matter that they had been separated or that Remus hadn't acted like a proper husband. She cradled Teddy in her arms as he fussed, humming softly to him as a large hand dropped onto her shoulder.
"Are you going to speak?" he asked her with his low voice. She nodded once, trying to calm Teddy before approaching the podium.
"I can hold him."
She started to say no, that her mum would take him, but when Tonks looked at his expression, she couldn't refuse his request. Besides, she had never seen Kingsley with a child before.
June 1998
They stood in the atrium of the Ministry, staring at the… statue. The Aurors had tried every spell they could think of, and nothing worked. Frustrated, they huddled on the far side of the room, leaving Kingsley alone in front of it.
"Wotcher," Tonks said brightly, approaching him, refusing to cower in front of it.
"Nothing is working," he said, "and they're afraid to touch it."
Brushing off her hands, she strode toward it.
"What are you doing, Tonks?"
"Knocking it down by hand," she said, using her innate clumsiness as she climbed up the pile, scatting debris behind her.
"I think I love you," he mumbled softly as it crumbled beneath her feet. Turning around to face the milling people, Kingsley bellowed, "Gather some buckets and pick all this up by hand. I want this… monstrosity gone by the end of the day or no one leaves."
There was only one thing left to do; climbing up on the pile of bones beside her, Kingsley took her hands in his and kissed her knuckles.
As she blushed brightly, her brown hair turning bright pink, Kingsley asked, "Will you go out to dinner with me this weekend?"
"Yes," she whispered.
