Post by gear on Sept 8, 2011 16:55:44 GMT -8
Title: Blame the Hair
Date: September 8, 2011
Words: 421
Summary: On paper, Tonks and Moody should be mortal enemies. So how did she become like a daughter to him? He blames it on the hair. She claims it was her charming personality that did the trick.
Rating: G
Characters: Alastor Moody, Tonks
A/N: See! I can do cheerful fics! Hah, brain! You cannot defeat me! *does happy dance*
The first thing he notices about her, the first time they meet, in his brightly lit (despite his best efforts to dim it) office, after ascertaining that she is not a threat, is that her hair is a truly appalling color. The first thing she notices, the first thing that everyone notices, is the eye. Then the leg. He sees the pity begin to form in her eyes (everyone pities the old auror, missing a leg and an eye and a piece of his nose. At least those that are not afraid of him). Their first meeting is rocky, to say the least. His acerbic comments do not manage to eradicate the pity, and her personality grates on him.
Both of them are surprised when he lets her into the auror program.
She had gone home with the feeling that she would receive, at best, an owl with a polite refusal. Even as he writes the acceptance letter, he has reservations. But her grades are good, and her recommendations are better, and to refuse her based on her hair would be wrong. Say what you wish about Alastor Moody, but he has a strict moral compass, even if some would argue that it’s skewed a few degrees to the side.
She begins to impress him. The hair begins to grow on him – after all, the woman can transform herself into a replica of any person without a wand or potion. That’s worth a few days of neon hair, right?
She works hard, in accordance with her Hufflepuff sorting, and while he was a Slytherin, he knows that if she tried to be cunning and sly, the failure would rival his if he tried to uphold the Hufflepuff standards. As an auror, he learned early on to value strengths in whatever form they appear.
He is legitimately proud when she graduates the training, the first in years. When she hugs him after he hands her the small piece of paper, that declares her status, he tenses, and awkwardly puts an arm around her shoulders. He hasn’t been hugged in years, has never let anyone get close enough. She asks him to come with her and a few of the other Aurors to go out for drinks, and seems neither surprised nor disappointed when he refuses. With a parting shot about how he could use lightening up, she walks out.
As he leaves for his apartment, he wonders how he let the girl worm her way into his heart. He blames the hair.
Edit: Awarded 10 Points, by Bec, On 13/09/11.
Date: September 8, 2011
Words: 421
Summary: On paper, Tonks and Moody should be mortal enemies. So how did she become like a daughter to him? He blames it on the hair. She claims it was her charming personality that did the trick.
Rating: G
Characters: Alastor Moody, Tonks
A/N: See! I can do cheerful fics! Hah, brain! You cannot defeat me! *does happy dance*
The first thing he notices about her, the first time they meet, in his brightly lit (despite his best efforts to dim it) office, after ascertaining that she is not a threat, is that her hair is a truly appalling color. The first thing she notices, the first thing that everyone notices, is the eye. Then the leg. He sees the pity begin to form in her eyes (everyone pities the old auror, missing a leg and an eye and a piece of his nose. At least those that are not afraid of him). Their first meeting is rocky, to say the least. His acerbic comments do not manage to eradicate the pity, and her personality grates on him.
Both of them are surprised when he lets her into the auror program.
She had gone home with the feeling that she would receive, at best, an owl with a polite refusal. Even as he writes the acceptance letter, he has reservations. But her grades are good, and her recommendations are better, and to refuse her based on her hair would be wrong. Say what you wish about Alastor Moody, but he has a strict moral compass, even if some would argue that it’s skewed a few degrees to the side.
She begins to impress him. The hair begins to grow on him – after all, the woman can transform herself into a replica of any person without a wand or potion. That’s worth a few days of neon hair, right?
She works hard, in accordance with her Hufflepuff sorting, and while he was a Slytherin, he knows that if she tried to be cunning and sly, the failure would rival his if he tried to uphold the Hufflepuff standards. As an auror, he learned early on to value strengths in whatever form they appear.
He is legitimately proud when she graduates the training, the first in years. When she hugs him after he hands her the small piece of paper, that declares her status, he tenses, and awkwardly puts an arm around her shoulders. He hasn’t been hugged in years, has never let anyone get close enough. She asks him to come with her and a few of the other Aurors to go out for drinks, and seems neither surprised nor disappointed when he refuses. With a parting shot about how he could use lightening up, she walks out.
As he leaves for his apartment, he wonders how he let the girl worm her way into his heart. He blames the hair.
Edit: Awarded 10 Points, by Bec, On 13/09/11.