"Remus, I know you're in there. Please open the door?" Tonks knocked on his front door again, angrily. He was being really, really stupid.
"Um… I'm not here right now. Please leave a message?" Came a muffled voice from inside.
"Remus John Lupin, if you don't open this door right now, I swear I won't talk to you ever again."
the door opened, and a tired Remus poked his head out.
Tonks smiled. "Thought that might work."
"Dora, please-" but she pushed past him and walked into his sitting room. He followed her, but didn't sit down. He just stared at her hopelessly.
"I'm sorry." He muttered.
Tonks raised an eyebrow. "Because you're a werewolf?"
Remus looked away, his cheeks reddening.
"Look, Remus, it doesn't bother me, honestly. I've seen worse."
He glanced at her. "Worse than a monster?"
"You're not a monster," she said simply. "And my friend tried to set me up with a vampire, because he had a cute accent."
Remus snorted.
"Told you I'd seen worse," she said brightly, walking to him and putting her hands on his shoulders. "It doesn't matter, okay? I just wish you told me. I mean, walking in on you and Sirius play fighting isn't really how I should've found out, is it?"
"Guess not." he mumbled, blushing again.
"So tell me next time you're in a play fighting mood, won't you?" she winked.
"Dora…"