Summary: Nymphadora Tonks lives under a shadow. Both her cousin and her aunt are in Azkaban believed to be in league with Voldemort. She knows Bellatrix deserves to be there- but Sirius?
Remus Lupin is an outsider. He’d once had three good friends- now two are dead and the third has been locked up for murder and betrayal.
They had met once before, when she was a child, but as Tonks grows up they find themselves thrown together- far too closely for Remus’ comfort. He’s always yearned for a normal life but knows that is impossible. Can Tonks convince him that he deserves happiness?
Nominated for a 2009 QSQ award in the Best canon Romance category. Thank you.
I just read this all in one sitting and fell in love with it. It's so nice to find a good Lupin and Tonks story that is cannon compliant and interesting and this one truly is!
Author's Response: Thank you very much. I do try and keep things as close to canon as possible. ~Carole~
I take a deep breath so my voice won’t shake.
“What would you do if we died tomorrow?”
He takes a step away from me, but still keeps me in his arms. “What?”
“What would you do if you knew that we died tomorrow?”
“What kind of question is that?”
“Don’t give me that, James. You know that we are going to die soon. There is no point in pretending that we aren’t.”
James and Lily have a conversation two days before Halloween.
Very well written. I think that James and Harry would have been very similar and it's nice to see a fic that explores that. Nice job!
Author's Response: Thank you! I would have loved to see Harry grow up with James. I ache for it. I want to see the way they'd interact, how they deal with problems... their similarities would certainly make it interesting. I am happy to hear that you share my liking for that dynamic. Thank you for reviewing. :)
Summary: With the loss of their favourite professor to the Death Eaters, Sirius Black declares that they need to commemorate her life in a 'Muggleish' way. So the Marauders decide to escape the confines of Hogwarts for an evening, accompanied by four Gryffindor girls. But can a drink, a dance and an infuriatingly catchy song really help them to forget?
Disclaimer: I am not JK Rowling and neither am I Bjorn or Benny from ABBA.
This story was written for an MWPP class last year. The exercise was to write a songfic paying particular attention to the era (late 70's).
Thanks to hestia jones (Natalie) for beta'ing this fic. Sorry, I kept Lily's denim skirt ...
My gramma passed away a few years ago and her funeral was the same day as my little sister's 21st birthday. We all knew Gramma would have wanted Lib to have a good day so we took her out after the funeral and to cheer her up my older sister and I played Dancing Queen. We twirled Libby around the floor and got her into a better mood. This story took me right back to that day. You have such a good writing style and your dialogue is very well written.
Author's Response: Thank you very much. I'm glad this story and the song were able to evoke memories, that whilst initially sad, were quite hopeful. ~Carole~