dizzy_land | Application for Nymphadora Tonks

((HERE THAR BE SPOILERS FOR DEATHLY HALLOWS

Also, in Tonks's journal as well. PLEASE DO NOT TOUCH HER IF YOU HAVEN'T READ THE BOOK AND DON'T WANT TO BE SPOILED, I will feel really freaking bad.))

With a flash of green, Tonks felt the life being sucked out of her, and everything went black. She didn't even feel her body hit the ground. It seemed like ages and forever but also no time at all when she opened her eyes again - Well, she wasn't expecting that. When she opened her eyes, she was standing outside, and there was... A mouse?

Mickey coughs theatrically. "'What is your name?'"

Tonks hesitates, completely unsure of what's going on, and adopts a defensive sort of stance. She had just been hit by Avada Kedavra, hadn't she? "...Tonks. Just. Tonks."

"What is your quest?" asks the Cat. It's perched, suddenly, on the roof of one of the gate-stiles.

She knew it was something sinister. Tonks frowns. "To protect people, to fight against You-Know-Who. What the hell is this?"

"'What is the average w..?'" Mickey frowns down at the notebook. "You know, I don't really see why that's important." He flips a page. "'If you could be granted three wishes, what would they be?'"

Wha... Tonks raises an eyebrow, her stance loosening just a bit. "...Three wishes?"

...Oh, Hell. The afterlife isn't ruled by Mickey Mouse, is it?

"That'd be that You-Know-Who was completely gone," Tonks begins tentatively. After a moment, she continues. "To bring back everyone he's killed... And..." Tonks smiles slightly at this, though sadly. "Make it so that Remus isn't or wasn't a werewolf... So things might be easier for him."

"Or," the Cat says, examining its tail with interest, "if you were a genie and someone you were trying to give three wishes to was trying to trick you into giving him more, what would you say?"

The lack of attacks so far is comforting (not to mention the fact that that huge ugly mouse is a muggle invention, and therefore probably not being used by Death Eaters), and though she doesn't completely let her guard down, Tonks answers this one far more easily. "I'd tell him, 'Hey, three wishes or no wishes! It's up to you.'"

Mickey looks rather nonplussed at the next, but reads, "'When the revolution comes, what skills will you be able to barter for food?'"

Tonks tenses immediately. Revolution. "The only revolution will be what we're doing now, and I have full faith in everyone fighting that there won't need to be another."

The Cat rolls its eyes in a friendly (and rather disconcertingly out-of-sync) way, and asks, "Milk, dark, or white chocolate?"

Okay, what? First 'your quest', then wishes, then talk of a revolution and now chocolate? ...Dementors! "Milk and dark are the only ones that are actually chocolate, so white won't work, will it? I figured you'd know that. Why, lost control?"

"'Choose the two coolest: robots, pirates, fairies, bears, ninjas, monkeys, vampires, or humans,'" says Mickey, giggling a bit as he goes through the list. "'Explain.'"

"Er..." Tonks reaches up and ruffles her own hair as it goes through a couple shades of green. She pauses, throws her hand down, and glares at the mouse. "Alright, damn it! Enough with the ridiculous questions, what is going on?!

"Great!" Mickey flips through the blank pages of the notebook at top, cartoon-y speed. "Well, I think that's just about it! Oh, and I'm supposed to ask, 'for your safety: are you carrying anything sharp?'"

~~No, I don't carry sharp things, I'm too clumsy.~~ "Listen, mouse, I don't know what I'm doing here, but I can tell you my wand is more dangerous than anything sharp I might have on my person."

((OOC: She's taken directly after her death - As in, seconds after.))

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Tonks nodded glumly. Fucking Death Eaters indeed. "His name's Ted," she said, reaching up to wipe her eyes. "After my dad, he..." She gave him a meaningful look. "He went, too."

"I'm sorry to hear about your dad," he said. "I liked him. How's Andromeda, is she looking after the baby? Or is he with, er, the dad?"

"Yeah, Mum's got him." Tonks wiped her eyes again. The crying had stopped, at least for this moment. She rummaged in her pockets for a picture, she knew she had one... She realized, when she pulled it out, that Sirius didn't know who the father was, what had happened... Tonks handed him a photograph, slightly wrinkled on the edges, of a smiling, bright-eyed little baby with vivid green hair.

"I... Sirius," she began, feeling the tears well up again at the sight of her boy in the picture. She blinked them away. "Remus and I got married this past summer, and had Teddy."

"You and Remus," he replied, surprised. It didn't hurt, not at all; in fact, he was quite happy to think that Remus hadn't been alone and was in fact a father. But it also made him miss Remus to the point that it was nearly unbearable, and it did hurt to think he might never see Remus again, and even if they did meet again, Remus had a family now.

He may have teared up ever so slightly looking at the photo. "He's lovely. Looks like his dad. He's a metamorphmagus too? Not a werewolf, is he?"

"Yeah," Tonks said, smiling. "It was a pretty small affair, but we would've liked you to be there, and to meet Ted later. But, you get to see him at least this much now." She felt pride swell in her chest. "Yeah! He's already changing his hair pretty often... No, he's not a werewolf. Remus was worried, but it turned out alright."

"I would've liked to have been there too," he said, still watching the picture. "This stupid fucking place." Oh, Remus.

"...Sirius?" Tonks asked, fiddling with her sleeve. "I have a question."

"Ask away," he replied.

"Well... James said that giant muggle mouse thing kills people." She raised her eyebrows. "Is that true?"

Sirius snorted. "No. If he asks, pretend I told you it does."

Tonks grinned. "I thought so. Okay." Inside, she was relieved. It was sorta creepy to begin with.

"It's just a muggle cartoon character. It doesn't really do anything except sort the new people with that cat. Like I said, this place is safe, even if it is frustrating."

Tonks nodded. "I've seen him all over things, I just wasn't sure..." She paused. "And... And you think, maybe, Remus could come here?"

"Could be," Sirius replied. "He was here for a while, but from a different time. A lot younger. But he vanished. Er, people do that here sometimes. We're not sure what happens, but James and I never found him." He smiled reassuringly. "I hope so."

He didn't care if Remus was with someone else now, just as long as he could see him again.

"Vanished..." Tonks frowned. She didn't like the sound of that. "I... I hope so too." She had no idea about what might have been between the two of them.

"I'm not worried about that," he replied. "After all, I met Remus again when he was older than that, and while he didn't mention this ever having happened, I'm assuming he got out okay."

"Oh, that's right..." So he must've turned out okay. "You're right, Sirius. Thank you."

"Don't worry about it," he said with a grin. "Us sane Blacks have to look out for one another."

"Absolutely... Though," she winked. "Are there any sane Blacks? Maybe you and I are just insane in a different way."

"Well, what with all the inbreeding, I'd say a bit of insanity is to be expected," he said. "Seeing as how we both believe we're trapped in a muggle theme park run by cartoon characters, I suppose we don't have much of a leg to stand on, do we?"

"Gross, don't even remind me about that." Tonks gave him a look of anguish. "It makes me feel like I need a shower."

"My parents were second cousins, and they're far from the worst of it. That's the family for you, though. Wouldn't want to mess around with muggles or werewolves, but incest is okay." He smiled. "I think the Black blood has been just diluted enough in your boy that he ought to be fine, so no worries there."

"He's already a sweetie," Tonks said fondly. "I'm sure he'll be fine. And he has Remus's blood, too, not just ours."

"Better a Lupin than a Black, I say. He'll have inherited all of that concentrated decentness those Lupins posses, so good on him." He smiled somewhat sadly. "I really do wish I'd had a chance to meet him. It's a requirement that all my mate's offspring be spoiled rotten by their uncle Sirius, you know. The two of you are in direct violation of the rule, going off and having a kid after I'm all dead or whatnot."

"Would've done so before but things didn't work out. Maybe it's your fault for going and dying, huh?" Tonks smiled back, though hers held a hint of sadness as well. "We've all missed you."

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