The Dark Lord Harry Potter

"You look… nice tonight Harry" and indeed he did. The Auror had half expected him to be wearing his Hogwarts robes or something else that a young boy might find 'dressy' but instead it was a suite of various shades of black and gray, each color accenting the others and creating a rather amazing effect.

"As do you" the boy replied, smiling at the woman before returning his gaze to the menu, thus missing the huff of annoyance from the woman. It wasn't like she wanted him to stare at her, she had chosen the dress on a whim nothing more, but it wouldn't kill him to pay her a little bit of attention during the date.

'No, not a date. This isn't a date.' the woman reminded herself. 'This is to prevent dates… and everything that goes along with that, such as going back to the apartment with the person, and undressing in a room next to them, and maybe…' Again Tonks shook her head to rid herself of the mental images that threatened to overwhelm her.

She should be grateful he didn't seem to care about her, that he had seemingly moved on. It was a natural reaction after all, she was far older than him and since she would not be stationed at Hogwarts this coming year there would be no them . This dismissal was proof of that, and how incompatible they were.

"Hmmm the 'Ragu' sounds quite good, or perhaps the 'Tortellini'." What are you planning on having Tonks?"

"Wine… lots and lots of wine…" the woman muttered to herself.

...

"Whoops!" Harry rolled his eyes as the Auror stumbled over her own feet again, nearly falling to the ground as a result. Apparently she could not hold her alcohol nearly as well as she had claimed, and was now beyond the point of requiring aid to get back to her room. Luckily the restaurant hadn't been far from her apartment, otherwise Harry would have had to figure out how to Magically transport both of them back together.

"D-did you have fun Harry?" the woman practically slurred out.

"Oh yes, I do so enjoy having a drunken woman staring at me throughout my meal while muttering obscene things under her breath."

"Gooooooood because it was fuuuuuuuuuun."

"I am sure it was Tonks."

Finally he managed to get her door open and allowed her to stagger inside, only to watch as the woman fell over, once again.

"Whoopsie… again! Looks like you will have to carry me."

"It is a good thing I am considerably stronger than I look otherwise I would be dragging you to your room." the boy-who-lived replied, before picking up the woman bridal-style and carrying her to her bedroom and laying her down.

"Mmmmm… where are you going?"

"To bed, I do believe the date is over."

"Oh no no no no. The night isn't over yettttttt." the woman purred… or at least attempted to do while drunkenly slurring at the same time.

"You should get some rest Tonks, otherwise you will be even more of a pain in the morning while you are hung over."

"Exactly! I am going to be hung over anyway so might as well enjoy the here and now, and the only thing I want to enjoy is you ."

With a sigh the boy turned back, and slowly approached the woman, who began to 'sexily' undress herself… or at least attempt to.

"Tonks?"

"Yesssss Harry?"

"Do you feel tired?"

"No… why do you…" A second later her eyelids dropped as she passed out.

"No reason."

...

Hedwig eyed 'her boy' suspiciously as he entered their room. She had known that he was planning on going out to eat with their current 'roommate' and thus wasn't sure if she should expect him to return or not. A moment later and she was standing against the wall in her human form, before sniffing the air. "You smell like wine."

" Tonks smells like wine." He quickly corrected before going through his trunk for evening clothes.

"And you smell like her…"

"Because I helped her back to her room, unless you think I should have left her at the restaurant…" for a brief moment the boy seemed to be considering it, before shrugging and continuing his search.

"So you didn't…"

"Didn't what ?" There was a harsh edge to his voice, one that caused the white-haired girl to flinch slightly at the tone.

"I… no never mind I know you didn't I'm sorry."

"I am not interested in drunk sex Hedwig."

"I know… I just get jealous sometimes and… well you have seen what happens."

He nodded slightly, before climbing into the bed, her eyes watching him wearily. A second later he pulled back the covers and gestured to the small space next to him. "Are you going to get into bed or not?"

Her warm smile reappeared as she quickly nodded.

...

"Good morning Tonksie."

The woman grumbled as she staggered into the living room, ignoring the obviously faked happiness radiating off the boy. She knew what had occurred the night before, and thus wasn't at all surprised that he would find someway to punish her… but couldn't he have at least been a little less chipper about it?

"I made you a smoothie, according to a book I read it helps deal with the 'after effects' of heavy drinking."

"Glorious" she muttered, before practically falling into the chair.

"Oh come now no need to be upset, it is a lovely day. The sun is shining, the birds are singing."

"Uh huh." the Auror replied, while taking a sip of the juice.

"And I didn't even take advantage of your offer for drunk sex last night."

Nymphadora Tonks promptly spat out whatever had been in her mouth, before devolving into a coughing fit for at least ten seconds.

"Wh-what!?"

"Oh come now we both know you remember."

"I… I…" what the hell was she supposed to say to that ? "I'm sorry Harry, last night was… a mistake. I shouldn't have been drinking at all while on protection duty. We shouldn't have gone out, I shouldn't have… I'm sorry."

"No harm done, perhaps I will cook dinner here tonight instead?"

"That would be lovely."

Half a day later and Tonks' plans were already falling apart. Her original goal of 'realize that Harry Potter was a child and thus not qualified for an adult relationship' had begun to crash and burn the moment she had walked into her kitchen and seen the candlelit dinner waiting for her. Never in all her years of dating had any of her boyfriends been even half this romantic.

Even worse was that he was apparently an amazing cook, and made their dinner from the previous night look like takeout leftovers.

"It wasn't supposed to be this way…" the Auror muttered sullenly as she stared down at her plate, after finishing the delightful meal.

"Something wrong Tonks?"

"I just… you weren't supposed to be like this ."

"I am afraid I am a bit confused, what exactly are…"

"THIS! This perfect! You were supposed to be some stupid kid who I had a one time fling with and then never saw again until you were an adult! You were supposed to like Quidditch, and kid games, and be immature, and eat cereal for dinner and and and…" She was breaking and she knew it. If it continued she was going to end up crying in front of him.

Her, a twenty year old woman was about to have an emotional break down because of a thirteen year old boy. How pathetic could she get?

"I hear it is better to let it all out rather than holding it in Tonks…"

Merlin he was even more emotionally sensitive than the adults she had dated! Before she realized what had happened she had apparently stood, moved around the table, and had begun crying into his shirt.

"There there, it is all going to be okay, just tell me how I can help."

"J-just stop being so perfect… stop… making me fall in love with you." The woman was certain that her muffled reply would be covered up, that the boy wouldn't hear it. She was wrong.

The first kiss had nearly taken him off guard. The second one, however, did not and within minutes she was maneuvering them through her apartment to her bedroom, their clothing falling as they went.

The two would not leave the apartment for the rest of the week.

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