The 'Perfect' Evening

I usually hate cooking, or house-hold chores of any kind. But, I can make an exception when cooking dinner for my wonderful boyfriend Remus Lupin.

But of course, I had to make it hard on myself and cook it the muggle way, brilliant Tonks, just brilliant! Oh why didn't I ask my mother for help, or just have gone out to a nice restaurant or something? I look up at the clock on my kitchen wall and sigh, Remus will be here in ten minutes and the dinner I was cooking, was on the verge of being burnt to a crisp.

I sighed again, how do muggles cook like this? At least with magic you can just heat it up right then and there, it takes so long the muggle way. And if you don't cook it right, it just burns! Or maybe that's just me. Ugh, either way I hate cooking.

I look at the clock again and Remus should be here any second now. I look at the 'food' I'm attempting to make and just as I look at it, black smoke comes out of it. I think I did overcook it…oops.

I hear a knock at my door and cringe. Oh just great! Remus is here and I failed making dinner, how lame am I? I run to the door and open it for him.

"Hello Nymphadora, you're looking lovely tonight, as usual." Remus told me, giving me a kiss on the cheek. Merlin, this man can make me melt, I even forgot to scold him for calling me Nymphadora.

"So what are we doing tonight? You told me you had something special planned for us."

"Umm…well," I said, running a hand through my short pink hair, "I did try and make dinner for the two of us but…"

I lead him into the kitchen, which was still a mess from my attempt to cook. And then I realized I left the stupid muggle stove on and a small fire had started on what used to be considered food. I squeaked and ran over to the stove. Turned the stove off, grabbed my wand and muttered a quick fire extinguishing spell. I stepped away from the stove exasperated, then I dropped to my knees and began to cry. How could I have messed this up? This was supposed to be the perfect romantic evening with Remus and all I had to do was cook a bloody meal! I can't even do that right!

I heard footsteps coming closer and felt Remus' hand on my shoulder. Merlin, he must think I'm such a failure; I can't even cook a simple meal.

"R-remus I'm s-sorry," I cried, my hair turning from bright pink to a dull grey with every word, "You probably don't want someone like me for a girlfriend." I cried.

I opened my eyes to look at Remus, and was surprised to see a smile on his face.

"Tonks, you think a little thing like this could make me stop loving you?"

"You love me even if I'm a total klutz and can't even cook her boyfriend dinner?"

"Tonks, aren't you the one who keeps telling me that you love me, and you don't care about me being a werewolf? I love you, faults and all." He said, leaning forward giving me a kiss.

After he said that and kissed me all my troubles melted away. My hair returned to the bright pink color it was before. I forgot about the burnt food and my ruined plans. I broke the kiss and whispered in his ear, "Thank you Remus," then continued our kiss on the kitchen floor. Merlin I love this man. Even if I did mess up my plans, he didn't care; it truly was the perfect evening with the perfect man.

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