In Bernard's Room
Oct. 31st, 2004 09:53 amTonks jerked herself awake and blinked for a moment, eyes bleary against the sunlight streaming in the window. It took her a moment to realise where she was, and dimly, she registered that Glamours covered her appearance once more.
She glanced over at Crowley and Aziraphale, tangled together asleep on a sofa that hadn't been there last night.
Then she heard a cry, and realized what had woken her.
Bernard, the cuts still racing across his skin, twitched unconsciously on the bed. Fleur held him close as she slept, her beautiful face tense and drawn. Tonks uncurled herself from the chair with difficulty, stretching stiff joints, and carefully walked over to drop to her knees beside the bed.
His skin was deathly pale beneath the freckles. For a moment, he blindly opened his eyes in the midst of a fever-dream, and in them she could see raw terror.
Tonks bit her lip so hard that it bled.
She didn't know who had done this. But she was going to find out. And when she did...
She glanced over at Crowley and Aziraphale, tangled together asleep on a sofa that hadn't been there last night.
Then she heard a cry, and realized what had woken her.
Bernard, the cuts still racing across his skin, twitched unconsciously on the bed. Fleur held him close as she slept, her beautiful face tense and drawn. Tonks uncurled herself from the chair with difficulty, stretching stiff joints, and carefully walked over to drop to her knees beside the bed.
His skin was deathly pale beneath the freckles. For a moment, he blindly opened his eyes in the midst of a fever-dream, and in them she could see raw terror.
Tonks bit her lip so hard that it bled.
She didn't know who had done this. But she was going to find out. And when she did...