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Nightmares and a Prize

"It's a full moon tonight Nymphadora," Remus said in bed that morning.

"I know…I hate it when you're gone…" She whispered.

"The nightmares?" he asked.

"Yes…I have the same one every day on the month."

"I can't do anything about that love," Remus consoled her.

"I know…I love you Remus," Tonks sighed.

"And I thank Merlin every day that you do," Remus crawled out of bed.

"I'll make it up to you later this week."

"Hot kinky sex?" Tonks asked, grinning.

"Of course I know what my baby likes," Remus rolled his eyes.

"I guess Full moons aren't that bad."

Remus Sees All

Remus was a prefect this year.

He got to see things differently then normal.

Peter really was an arse kissing rat.

He saw through proud Gryffindor eyes how the world was a play ground.

James was really pompous.

He saw from the Hufflepuff's down cast eyes how God like adults seemed.

Sirius went through girls like toilet paper.

He saw from the Ravenclaw book hidden eyes how annoyed they usually were.

Severus actually did bathe.

He saw through glaring Slytherin eyes how much they hated everyone.

Remus saw all of this and then some.

After all, he was a Prefect.

Warm Me Up

"The damn water's cold Remus," Tonks scowled wading in after him.

"Right…swimming…in March, brilliant!" she dove in and came up teeth chattering.

Tonks glared and turned her hair and eyes blue showing him how cold she was. He swam to her, laughing.

"Don't laugh it's cold," she shivered, rubbing her arms and glancing at her watery reflection, she looked good with blue hair.

"Suck it in Nymphadora," Remus growled nipping her neck.

"You better warm me up before I nip you" she warned.

Dragging her back to the shore Remus showed her just how well he could warm her up.

100 Mums

"100 white mums, are you serious?" Remus looked at Tonks.

"It's a rule," she said, her pink hair glinting in the sunlight.

"Whose rule?" Remus was floored that was a lot of flowers.

"My mums," Tonks smiled at him loving how flustered he looked.

"Sirius always said she was crazy," Remus rolled his eyes and stood up.

"100 white mums," he groaned.

"Do you want to marry me?" she asked, eyes filling with insecurity.

Remus kissed her gently, whispering against her lips, "Fine, 100 white mums for my bride."

He apparated wondering, Where the hell do I find white mums?

Young Temptation

Remus watched Harry from the day he saw him in the Great Hall.

His eyes found him in any room, heated and longing.

Harry seemed to confide in him and Remus enjoyed helping him.

But the temptation was always there, he looked so much like James.

Remus dreamed that Harry would moan like James, kiss like James.

Remus forgot he was an adult that he wasn't 16 anymore.

The temptation was so great Remus found himself wanking off after any chance or planned encounter.

And that was the real reason he had to leave at the end of the semester.