The Comeback Kid: #84 Angry

She’d dreamed for weeks of that moment when Remus would come back to her. Back to them. She had rocked in the chair her mother dragged into the new nursery, one hand on her belly, and Tonks had told their child stories about his father.

She’d dreamed the moment so many times, pictured herself throwing herself into his arms and peppering his face with tears and kisses.

So when Remus appeared at the Tonks’ cottage, looking broken and bedraggled, no one was more surprised than Tonks when she didn’t react with joy. She slammed the door in his face, furious.