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The Rookie by jncar (PG)
Fandom: HARRY POTTER
Pairing: Remus/Tonks
Length: ~10,000
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jncar
Author Website: Fanfiction Master Index
Why this must be read:
Tonks is a rookie auror when she's assigned to the Sirius Black case and first meets Remus in this Goblet of Fire era story. The slow way that Remus and Tonks come together during the course of a year is very well written by the author; this piece is one of my favorites for the pairing.
She’s been given a Saturday shift, but the meetings at the library continue. Sometimes they are on Wednesday, sometimes Sunday. Sometimes both. And more often than not the drinks at the café lead to dinner. They are always very careful to split the bill—more careful than she would be with any other friend. They step lightly up and down the length of their invisible line each time they meet, and every time she thinks she has crossed it, he does something to remind her that she is still an Auror, and he is still under investigation. She is ready to accept him as a friend, but she isn’t sure if he can ever come to trust her.
There are signs of hope that he is ready for friendship unfettered by suspicion. She hasn’t asked him about Sirius in nearly two months, and yet, this week, he starts talking about him. Not Sirius the fugitive, but Sirius his boyhood friend. It thrills her to hear him talk freely of his past.
Today the air is unseasonably warm and invigorating, and after dinner she suggests window shopping on Diagon Alley. He agrees. They stroll side by side down the street, so absorbed in their conversation that they barely notice the passing shops. Until they pass the Magical Menagerie. A large yellow and orange cat in the window catches her eye. She stops to study it intently.
“Thinking of buying a pet?” he asks.
“No,” she says. “I just want the color. I don’t have that color yet.”
He gives her a quizzical look.
In response, she lengthens her hair until she can hold a large lock up to the window, next to the cat. She concentrates, focusing on the mottled color of its fur. In an instant, her hair takes on the same yellow and orange tones. She compares the lock of hair with the cat one more time. Satisfied, she shrinks her hair back to her preferred short length, and smiles at him.
“That’s how I get all my colors,” she says. “I collect them.”
Two days later an owl interrupts her breakfast. It is carrying a single pink rose—a beautiful blushing shade that is darker at the base of the petals than at the tips. The note accompanying the flower is unsigned, but she knows who it’s from as soon as she reads it. It says, “Another color for your collection.”
When she sees him again on Sunday, her hair is the same graduated pink as the rose. The look on his face when he sees her makes her happier than anything else all week.
The Rookie
Pairing: Remus/Tonks
Length: ~10,000
Author on LJ:
jncarAuthor Website: Fanfiction Master Index
Why this must be read:
Tonks is a rookie auror when she's assigned to the Sirius Black case and first meets Remus in this Goblet of Fire era story. The slow way that Remus and Tonks come together during the course of a year is very well written by the author; this piece is one of my favorites for the pairing.
She’s been given a Saturday shift, but the meetings at the library continue. Sometimes they are on Wednesday, sometimes Sunday. Sometimes both. And more often than not the drinks at the café lead to dinner. They are always very careful to split the bill—more careful than she would be with any other friend. They step lightly up and down the length of their invisible line each time they meet, and every time she thinks she has crossed it, he does something to remind her that she is still an Auror, and he is still under investigation. She is ready to accept him as a friend, but she isn’t sure if he can ever come to trust her.
There are signs of hope that he is ready for friendship unfettered by suspicion. She hasn’t asked him about Sirius in nearly two months, and yet, this week, he starts talking about him. Not Sirius the fugitive, but Sirius his boyhood friend. It thrills her to hear him talk freely of his past.
Today the air is unseasonably warm and invigorating, and after dinner she suggests window shopping on Diagon Alley. He agrees. They stroll side by side down the street, so absorbed in their conversation that they barely notice the passing shops. Until they pass the Magical Menagerie. A large yellow and orange cat in the window catches her eye. She stops to study it intently.
“Thinking of buying a pet?” he asks.
“No,” she says. “I just want the color. I don’t have that color yet.”
He gives her a quizzical look.
In response, she lengthens her hair until she can hold a large lock up to the window, next to the cat. She concentrates, focusing on the mottled color of its fur. In an instant, her hair takes on the same yellow and orange tones. She compares the lock of hair with the cat one more time. Satisfied, she shrinks her hair back to her preferred short length, and smiles at him.
“That’s how I get all my colors,” she says. “I collect them.”
Two days later an owl interrupts her breakfast. It is carrying a single pink rose—a beautiful blushing shade that is darker at the base of the petals than at the tips. The note accompanying the flower is unsigned, but she knows who it’s from as soon as she reads it. It says, “Another color for your collection.”
When she sees him again on Sunday, her hair is the same graduated pink as the rose. The look on his face when he sees her makes her happier than anything else all week.
The Rookie
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