A/N: Hello! This is my first fic here! It's my version of Remus's and Tonks's relationship from the beginning to the end. (So it's going to be pretty long.) I'm Finnish, so English isn't my mother language. So I'm VERY sorry if there are some REALLY stupid misspellings or weird use of words. Hopefully it's however readable. :)

- Rottana

Disclaimer: You really think I own Harry Potter? Sorry to break your bubble (and mine too :/) but I don't own anything you recognize. Sob.

Chapter 1

Kingsley Shacklebolt walked through Auror's Headquarters zigzagging amongst tiny work cubicles and carrying huge stack of parchment. It was quiet, which wasn't all that odd, because it was very late and most of the Aurors had left home. And so would Kingsley. He just had to get his burden to his cubicle first.

Suddenly he heard a voice; somebody snored quietly in the cubicle that he was passing by. He peeked inside. Young woman who had bright pink hair was sleeping at the messy desk, her head resting in her arms. Kingsley shaked his head smiling and entered in the cubicle.

"Tonks?" he called out behind his stack. Woman didin't react, she just sniffled. Kingsley put down his burden on the desk, which was already stuffed dangerously full. Kingsley walked to the woman and patted her shoulder gently.

"Tonks, wake up."

No answer. Kingsley shaked his head again. He bend down to Tonks and said slowly:

"Time to wake up, Nymphadora."

Effect of the words was quick as a lighting. Tonks got up so fast she almost fell off her chair.

"It's Tonks, Shacklebolt." she hissed threateningly.

"Got you awake." Kingsley chuckled "Did you fell asleep again middle of work? It's surely third time this week-"

"Well, it's so late and all I have done today was stupid, dessiccated, bloody paperwork!" Tonks said glaring crowd of paper she had fallen asleep on. "When I wanted to be an Auror I thought I would do something really important like chase the bad guys, attend to exciting, courage requiring missions..." -she sighed - "But here I sit, day to day, week to week filling unneccessary forms about something" she squinted the parchment in front of her "Monitoring the Implementation of Commandment 38? Sometimes I feel the Ministry is nothing but pedantic bureaucracy."

Kingsley was just anserwing something to this tirade, when they heard low grunt behind them and when they turned to look, they saw Mad-Eye Moody who was standing in the doorway. Tonks got up quickly.

"Mad-Eye! Long time no see! Oh, you look so thin and what on earth has happened to your hair? Was the year as a teacher that hard?"

Moody looked oddly at Tonks for a moment, but then growled so familiar way to his protegee:

"Yeah, I think you could say that."

He turned to Kingsleyand said: "I'd like to have a word with you, Shacklebolt." Kingsley nodded and the two men left the cubicle. Tonks was little surprised; usually Mad-Eye didin't mind have her present when he had something to lecture to other people. And was she just imagining, or did Kingsley look uncharactedly tense? Her curiocity arose. What was going on?

She sat down to her desk again, deep in thought. It had been week since things had gone strange. Yes, a week ago the final of the Triwizard Tournament at Hogwarzs had gone terribly wrong. Harry Potter, Boy-who-lived himself had returned from maze dragging his fellow competitor's body with him...And then the boy had said that You-know-who had returned... Tonks shivered to the thought.

But she had to admit that she more likely believed what Harry had said than the crap what Ministry claimed: that Potter just lied, wanting more attention and Dumbledore (who had told he believed Harry) was just senile old man who had lost his once genius mind. It just didin't make any sense! Why boy who was already most famous person in wizarding world would want more fame? And how most respected man through the ages would just go in one night ´old and crazy`? And what about that Cedric Diggory? He just went and died? Tonks didin't think so.

Of course it would be easier to pretend everything was allright and Potter and Dumbledore were crazy, but her loyal Hufflepuff nature could not just believe everything it was been told. But if she wanted to keep her job she would have to keep these kind of opions on her own, because like Fudge had said day after the incident that anyone who was loyal Dumbledore and believed his and Potter's claims would be sacked.

"I can't be the only one here who thinks this is ridiculous..." Tonks mused. Then her thoughts went back to Moody and Kingsley. Maybe they-

Suddenly she felt hand on her shoulder. She yelped - and this time- fell off her chair properly.

"CONSTANT VIGILANCE!"

It seemed like Moody was back.

And he was, with Kingsley, which Tonks discovered when she had stumbled up.

"We have something we would like discuss with you." Kingsley said trying hard not to laugh at her clumsiness. Tonks shot him a glare. Then she asked:

"About what?"

"We won't discuss it here!" Moody growled.

Tonks rolled her eyes.

"Yes, we certainly won't discuss it here", Kingsley said. Tonks was taken aback. It was more than normal for Moody act like walls had ears too, but from Kingsley it was just...weird. Really weird.

"Come on, lets go somewhere safer place. Your workday has ended, hasn't it?"

Tonks nodded and followed Moody and Kingsley thinking what would be `safer place´ and what on earth was so mysterious that they ought go there.

Remus Lupin sat in Grimmauld Place's shabby library and stared in the fireplace, which was the only light source in the room. Altough his mind was far away from the crackling flames. It was occupied with memories from long time ago. From that time when the original Order of the Phoenix still existed, when Lily and James were still alive...and, well... when everything was different.

"What are you thinking so hard, Moony?"

Remus blinked and looked up. Sirius had come in the room and was smirking at his best friend.

"Nothing special... I was just reminiscing the old know, the original Order and that stuff."

"Oh, that stuff."

Sirius sat beside Remus and was a moment quiet. Then he said:

"Oh, cheer up, old mate!" he slammed playfully Remus's back. Remus looked at him and smiled little. He was glad that Sirius was more cheerful than he had been in those couple days they had been living in Grimmauld Place trying to make the place more liveable so the reconstruted Order could use it as Headquartes. But now when the first proper meeting approached ( They had been having little, unoffical gatherings where they have been planning things. Tonight would be the first real meeting.) Remus himself felt gloomy. Unlike Sirius who seemed to brighten up to the thought there would be more people and action, Remus couldn't nothing but to think what this would mean. This new war. More people would die. More families would be shattered...

No. He could not let himself fall in the misery. This was why they were fighting, right? Trying prevent those things happening, trying to make this world a better place. He had to collect himself. Worrying was no answer. They would have to fight, and maybe, just maybe they could win...

"Earth calling Moony." Sirius waved his hand in front of Remus's face.

"Huh..?"

"Again, you started think too much" Sirius said "C'mon, lets go downstairs clear the kitchen so we can use it tonight in the meeting without fear. Those giant spriders weren't that nice in this morning."

Remus smiled. Yes. Against spiders or death eaters, they would be ready to fight.

A/N: So there it was, first chapter. :) Though I think it's more like prologue... Feedback is welcome, but please don't be too harsh on me, I'm terrified!