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Every time these situations arose, Harry Potter felt like the biggest coward in the world. The entire reason this event, a harmless wedding, was being attacked was because the Death Eaters knew Harry Potter would be there. There were innocent people downstairs that were facing death simply because they were affiliated with him and he was doing nothing to stop it. Harry felt like scum. Why was he so useless?

Lost amidst thoughts of Sirius, Harry's mind zoned out Tonks' voice, who was repeatedly shouting something. Something Harry wasn't paying attention to.

"We need to disapparate, Harry"

Harry had barely dressed himself and he looked up at Tonks. Her face had gone colourless. What she was saying made sense. It made perfect sense. But what was the point of going somewhere if Ron and Hermione weren't with him? Would the two of them be able to find the horcruxes?

Harry felt his face heat up in anxiety. He could hear the sound of approaching footsteps, the sound of somebody charging up the stairs. The Burrow was a worn down old building and its rickety stairs were quick to make noises whenever anyone was on them.

The person on the other side was approaching with force, their footsteps echoing across the building. Every individual thud made Harry's insides turn and as the footsteps got louder and louder, Harry did something that defied common sense. He jumped and, in one quick motion, he jumped in front of Tonks. For a few seconds, the grander scheme of things seemed to escape him and all he could think about was not letting Tonks suffer the same way Sirius had.

The door burst open and Bellatrix Lestrange shot in through the door.

Even Bellatrix seemed to be caught off guard by the way that Harry was offering himself up for attack and she took a few seconds to process what was going on.

"Avad-"

Something primal went off deep inside Harry's brain. Urges and instincts that humans have inherited from ancestors they hardly recognize.

Harry's right fist flew across the air and buried itself into Bellatrix's cheek. Harry heard Tonks shriek in the background but his mind was far away from the room. All he could think of was the cold, lifeless body of Sirius Black.

Bellatrix fell backwards against the wall and Harry instinctively reached for her wand and pulled it away, throwing it backwards and far out of her reach.

Harry sprang on top of her and wrapped both arms around her neck, squeezing it as hard as he could. He couldn't even bring his eyes up and make eye contact with her, focusing his entire mind and being onto her neck and trying to squeeze the life out of it.

But then, something snapped and Harry felt his mind began to clear.

His hands loosened and Harry felt something sink inside him. Bellatrix had almost passed out but she had not died. She would have died if Harry had kept the pressure going for just a bit more. Harry pulled his hands away and got up.

The blood lust that had consumed him began to fade and Harry looked at Tonks, embarrassment beginning to stir up inside him. He had been seconds away from killing someone. Someone other than Voldemort.

Harry looked at Tonks, her face more than a little unsettled.

"I'm S-Sorry" Harry managed to utter. Was she scared of him ?

Suddenly, they heard more footsteps climbing up the stairs.

Harry looked at Tonks, not sure what to do. Tonks seemed to realize this.

"Obliviate" Tonks spoke with a steely determination, her wand pointed at the near unconscious Bellatrix.

Harry watched the spell strike Bellatrix and immediately her posture changed. Even in the unconscious state, Bellatrix had a look of confidence and poise about her. As the spell set in, her mannerisms changed and her body began to look a lot less intimidating.

"Let's go" Tonks extended arm in his direction.

Harry looked at her and then at her outstretched hand. He put his hand in her's.

-x-

The two of them fell into the floors of Grimmauld Place. As soon as Harry felt the floors and walls of the Black family home, he broke into tears.

Tonks looked at the man, no, boy crying infront of her. She knew what he was going through. She'd spent years and years training to be an Auror but when her first real altercation with a dark wizard had presented itself to her, she'd had to fight everything inside her to cast the killing spell, even though the Ministry had approved of it.

She saw Harry, who at that point was sobbing very loudly and felt like she was looking at herself from over a decade ago. Instinctively, Tonks wrapped her arms around him.

Harry kept crying in her arms for a number of minutes. Tonks tried to think of ways to calm him down but in truth, she didn't know what to do. She was having to fight her own mind to just focus on Harry and not think of the others at the wedding. Had there been fatalities? Her mind went to he had died, then she had been cheating on him during his final hours. No, she didn't want to think about that.

Tonks felt Harry reach for her head and pull her into his chest. It felt like he was using her as a pillow of some kind but Tonks didn't mind, she just let him be. She felt his head on top of her head, the warmth of his breath falling down on her hair. He held her tight as he sobbed and Tonks felt like giving him all the comfort in the world.

As more time passed, Harry ceased sobbing loudly. The two still sat there on the floor, Harry still cradling her head in silence.

"You're a good person, Harry" Tonks looked at Harry in the eyes. "Probably the best I know"

His eyes were bloodshot and the relentless sobbing had left trails of dried tears on his pale face.

"I was going to k-kill her" Harry replied, not making eye contact.

"Harry, this is a war" Tonks put her right hand on his, trying to assure him.

Harry didn't respond for a few seconds. "Do you think I'm a monster?"

Tonks looked at the person sitting in front of her, and looked at the innocence in Harry's eyes, and it occurred to her again that this was the purest soul she had ever run into. Was it so wrong to feel what she felt when the person in question was this pure? This priceless?

"You still pulled away. In your situation, most people wouldn't have" Tonks replied, giving him an encouraging smile. "You also jumped in front of me. You put your life in danger to protect me"

"Anyone in the Order would have done that" Harry replied promptly.

"To save you, yes. Not to save me. I am not that important in the grand scheme of the war"

The two still had their eyes locked on each other but Harry didn't say anything.

Tonks couldn't decipher the different kinds of emotions she was feeling. For one, she was feeling deeply empathetic towards Harry for having to face his first kill. But she was also deeply awed by his raw courage

"You're very important to me" Harry said, breaking the silence.

Tonks realized at that moment that she felt something else. She was probably, sort of, kind of in love. She didn't know what to say to that. Mostly because she knew that he meant every bit of what he had said. Without saying a word, Tonks dove into kiss him.

The two were still sat on the floor but Harry managed to catch her as she kissed him, the force of her shove pushing him down onto the floor.

She kissed him with everything she had. Frankly, nobody had ever told her that she mattered. She had joined the war with utmost sincerity and she completely understood that given the prophecy, Harry's life was the most valuable. But she had always felt expandable. Even Remus seemed to have accepted that he was ready to sacrifice her, if need be. That was supposed to be the case but wasn't he meant to be more hung up about it?

Tonks pulled away from the kiss, looking down at Harry beneath her.

"I don't think I'm unsure anymore" she said, short of breath. She was a little hesitant about saying that but she figured if she was going to die any second, she didn't want to keep secrets.

Harry looked at her, his face quite evidently lost in thought. "I think I'm sure too" he replied softly.

Tonks didn't need any more encouragement. Still straddling him, she quickly lifted off her top, throwing it off of herself. In the chaos that had broken out in the burrow, she had forgotten to put her bra back on so she sat there, entirely topless on top of him. The cold air at Grimmauld Place tickled her nipples and very quickly they were pert and poking out.

Harry reached forward, trying to cup them but she slapped his hands away.

"Not yet" she smiled.

Tonks got off Harry and tugged at his shirt. He followed her lead and quickly undressed himself. As he did so, Tonks

She pulled him and pushing him against the wall, quickly unbuttoned his jeans, pulling them down with urgency. It looked like Harry had forgotten his underwear in the hurry as well.

Harry's cock was semi-erect but it was still mostly shrivelled up.

"It's not much" Harry said, grabbing it with one hand. He began stroking it, probably trying to get it to full erection and hence a bit bigger.

"It's adorable" Tonks kissed him on the lips. She always found his self-consciousness very cute.

She pushed his hand away and took his shaft into her own hands. She began to massage it with her thumbs and it responded to her touch very quickly, growing at least three inches longer and a decent bit wider.

"That's quite a wand you've got there, Mr. Potter"

Harry burst out laughing.

To be fair, it looked like any other cock. But Tonks wanted Harry to feel comfortable.

She knelt down, still stroking it with her hands. Face to face with the tip of his cock, she moved forward and licked across the pore of his penis, swirling her tongue around his tip. She heard him moan gently and it made her feel very peaceful to know that she was making him feel good. He deserved it.

She held his penis by its base and decided to do something she knew Harry probably didn't know was possible. She pushed his dick to one side and kissed his testicles one by one. Clearly Harry wasn't expecting this and he shuddered under her touch.

She gently pulled one of his testicles into her mouth and sucked on it, careful not to exert too much pressure on the fragile little things. At one point, she decided to take it a little further and gently tugged on the ball and she could hear Harry let out a gently cry.

-X-

Harry didn't quite know what he was feeling. He had masturbated many times and had a general idea that having his cock tugged would be fun. But as he stood there, letting Tonks play with his testicles, he found himself feeling an entirely new set of feelings.

She tugged on his testicle. While he felt a small droplet of pain, he also felt like someone was tugging on his heart.

She pulled away from his testicle and went back to paying attention to his shaft.

Harry felt her cold, moist tongue running up and down his shaft. Her movements increased his anticipation and he felt his penis continue to throb. He closed his eyes, overwhelmed by everything going on around him.

He felt his penis enter into a cold, moist cave. He was inside her mouth. She gently pushed back and forth and Harry felt his cock leaving and entering her mouth. Everytime he entered her mouth, the tip of his cock and his gentle, fragile nerves collided with her soft lips.

Inside her mouth and under his shaft, her tongue wriggled and Harry felt sparks fly in his penis every time his cock and her tongue made contact.

Harry opened his eyes and looked down to see the most beautiful witch he had ever seen sucking his cock.

Without quite thinking it through, he muttered "You're beautiful"

Tonks paused what she was doing and looked up at him, his cock still halfway inside his mouth. "You thoo", she replied.

Something about this was too much for Harry to take and he felt his cock begin to throb and his orgasm begin to form. He wanted to pull away but Tonks seemed to realize what was happening and went back to sucking on his cock with renewed vigour.

Harry's penis began to convulse and Harry felt his entire being rise up from his testicles and pour out through his shaft. She kept working her tongue, massaging his cock as it poured his cum into her mouth and down her throat.

For a few seconds, Harry felt like he was floating through the cosmos. Bursts of ecstasy shot through his entire body, his brain feeling like it had been shot with darts of pleasure.

Slowly, his orgasm faded but Tonks kept playing with his penis in her mouth.

Harry felt his cock lose life and begin to grow flaccid. Even then, Tonks didn't cease sucking. This was a new feeling. A strange cocktail of pain and pleasure. But it was too much for Harry to take and he pulled away, pulling his cock out of her mouth.

Tonks gave Harry an evil grin. He knew he had a lot to learn about this sex business but Tonks seemed like a very experienced teacher.

"You didn't have to swallow it" Harry said, as he slowly sat back down again.

"It's okay" Tonks nuzzled into his arms. "I wanted you to feel good"

There were many things Harry needed to figure out but at that moment he felt very content. He let out a deep breath and nuzzled Tonks closer into him. There was something deeply peaceful about just sitting there with her. Something he hadn't felt with anyone else.

A rift opened in the air next to them and Ron and Hermione disapparated into Grimmauld Place.

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