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Title: Strange Bedfellows
Part: epilogue
Author: echo
Email: echo_liz@hotmail.com
Summary: Firewhiskey. Naked Remus. Naked Tonks.
Rating: NC-17 (though not this part)
Pairing: NT/RL
Disclaimer: goes a bit like this... these characters and places aren't mine. They belong to a lady named Rowling. I just like to move them about to suit my own purposes while waiting patiently for book 6 to come out. *sigh*
Spoilers: thru OotP
note: Just an excuse to write some RL/NT naughtiness. They might be a bit OOC, but see me caring here?

*~*~*~*~*~*

"What are you burning?"

Tonks spun about with an apron on, spatula in her hand. Actually she was wearing an apron, her knickers, and some house slippers.

"What are you doing?"

"Making you breakfast."

"You really didn't have to."

"Are you saying that because you don't think it'll be edible?"

"Yes."

She glared at him. It was sweet with the pink ringlets her hair was in today.

"You shouldn't be on your feet, N'dora. You know what Poppy said." He shrugged out of his flannel bed robe, leaving him in pajama bottoms and an old t shirt. "And put this on. You'll catch a chill."

Tonks glared again, but took the flannel robe and put it on... after she slipped the apron off, giving him a nice view of her breasts and what the chilly air did to them.

"Tease."

Tonks snorted. "Yeah right. I think the shape of me is proof that I am no tease."

Remus smiled warmly and rubbed a hand over her rounded belly. "No. You're certainly no tease."

"Molly was after me again to marry you the other day."

"Molly's after everyone to marry everybody else. Just because she talked Charlie into marrying Angelina when she ended up pregnant doesn't mean it suits us."

"Exactly."

"You told her you'd think about it, didn't you?"

"I did."

Remus chuckled and dropped to his knees. He put his lips to her belly and started whispering to the life growing inside.

"Uh. You two are right disgusting, did you know?"

Remus and Tonks turned to look at their roommate. Harry was making a face at them. Remus knew he secretly enjoyed this. Tonks actually mothered him... in an odd way, and Remus got to play a bit of the father figure. Even though Harry was way past the point of needing it by the time he'd moved in with them. His coming to stay on a permanent basis was about a year after Tonks had dropped any sort of pretense and moved in with Remus. Now, three years after that, Remus, Tonks, and Harry were living in a nice little house in Godric's Hollow. It's funny how things could change like that

And Tonks was pregnant. They'd already agreed that Harry was to be the godfather. Though barely in his twenties, Harry felt he was equal to the task. He'd been even more agreeable when he learned of Tonks's plan to name the baby Sirius.... no matter what.

"Sorry, Harry." Tonks said, grinning.

Harry surveyed the kitchen. "Were you making breakfast, Tonks?"

"Yes."

"Thanks, I'll pass."

"Oh." Tonks threw her spatula at him.

Harry was laughing riotously as he caught it before it could hit his nose, like she had aimed for.

"Shouldn't you be at the Ministry?" Remus said with a raised brow.

Harry rolled his eyes and slumped forlornly at the table. "Don't remind me."

"Oh?"

"I have to help train a new Auror today."

"Really? Who? Anyone I know?"

"Luna Lovegood."

Tonks snickered.

"Though why Luna wants to be an Auror is beyond me."

Tonks rolled her eyes. Harry was so slow about girls. Luna had only been looking doe eyes at Harry since his seventh year. It was so obvious she was doing it to be close to Harry, and Kingsley, being the new head of the Auror department and very perceptive for a bloke, had likely realized this, so he'd paired Luna with Harry on purpose.

"At least I'm not Ginny."

"Oh?" Tonks asked sitting next to Harry.

Remus was listening still, but had made himself busy cleaning up the mess Tonks seemed to have created earlier.

"Yeah. Ron's furious. Actually, so are all the Weasleys. And Malfoy didn't look to pleased either."

"What's he got to do with it?"

"Don't you see? He's mentoring Ginny like I am Luna."

Tonks shook her head. "It'll be a miracle if Malfoy survives."

"That might be the idea." Remus said as he handed Harry a cup of coffee.

"I can only hope." Harry said with nodded thanks for the coffee before disapparating.

"Oh look." Tonks said playfully. "We're suddenly all alone."

Remus grinned at her as she got to her feet awkwardly. Though she was not a lithe as usual due to her heavy load, she had never looked so lovely. There was this glow about her, or maybe he was the glowing one. This odd duck was to be the mother of his child.

Tonks shrieked in surprise when he hefted her onto the table top.

"You'll strain something." She warned.

He ignored her and leaned forward to kiss along her pulse. Remus untied the belt on the robe he'd lent her. Tonks wrapped her legs around his waist. He rubbed a hand across her swollen belly and kissed her shoulder as he slid the robe off with the other hand.

There was a loud pop, and Harry was back in the kitchen.

"Oh hell!" He threw his arms over his eyes. "I've only been gone like two minutes. Can't you two keep your hands... and other things to yourselves for two bloody minutes?"

Remus chuckled as Harry stomped off and upstairs, mumbling about forgetting something or another... and it being like catching your parents or something. Tonks started giggling. Soon Remus was snickering with her. Then Remus leaned down and kissed the rounded mound of her exposed belly.

Harry stomped back into the kitchen with a glare. He had a scroll in his hand. He rolled his eyes at Remus kissing Tonks's tummy, but there was this grin threatening to burst out. He disapparated again before he got caught smiling.

Remus looked up at Tonks with a wry grin. He knew what she was thinking. Harry postured, but he loved these little embarrassing things. They gave him what he'd rarely had growing up.

A feeling of family.

"Now we really are alone." Tonks said.

"I think we should take this upstairs just in case Harry decides he left something else."

She giggled. "I think you're right."

He helped her off of the table and led her upstairs then.

*~*~*~*

end

AN: Yes, it's fluffy. I like fluff. And of course the rampant D/G shipper had to throw a little of them in somewhere.
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