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Sep. 9th, 2004 11:49 pmThe back door of the bar swings shut behind Tonks, and the noise of another night at Milliways abruptly cuts off.
She lays down on the grassy bank. Her tears are gone, for now, and her breathing has slowed. She can still feel Crowley's arms around her, the trembling in his limbs.
He is strong. She could feel the weight of time untold bear down on him, but he did not break. He did not.
It has been weeks since she has looked at the stars. Not since that horrible night, when she felt her fingers brush the bottom of the ocean. It had been so dark, and so cold.
Now Tonks opens her eyes, and gazes once more upon the heavens. She seeks out Orion, and, as Sirius taught her to do when she was very small, draws an imaginary line from the hunter's belt and finds the Dog Star. It is just coming into its season, now, barely peeking above the southwestern horizon.
She recalls from an astronomy lesson -- long ago, probably first year -- that Sirius is actually a binary star. Tonks stares at it, and for a moment, she thinks can see them: not one star, but two, orbiting one another for time out of mind.
The second star has a name, now.
Tonks gets to her feet, brushing the grass off her trousers, and smiles up at the stars. She has no words to say what fills her heart.
But somehow, she knows they hear. And so does He.
She lays down on the grassy bank. Her tears are gone, for now, and her breathing has slowed. She can still feel Crowley's arms around her, the trembling in his limbs.
He is strong. She could feel the weight of time untold bear down on him, but he did not break. He did not.
It has been weeks since she has looked at the stars. Not since that horrible night, when she felt her fingers brush the bottom of the ocean. It had been so dark, and so cold.
Now Tonks opens her eyes, and gazes once more upon the heavens. She seeks out Orion, and, as Sirius taught her to do when she was very small, draws an imaginary line from the hunter's belt and finds the Dog Star. It is just coming into its season, now, barely peeking above the southwestern horizon.
She recalls from an astronomy lesson -- long ago, probably first year -- that Sirius is actually a binary star. Tonks stares at it, and for a moment, she thinks can see them: not one star, but two, orbiting one another for time out of mind.
The second star has a name, now.
Tonks gets to her feet, brushing the grass off her trousers, and smiles up at the stars. She has no words to say what fills her heart.
But somehow, she knows they hear. And so does He.