Hello everyone! Hello and welcome to my take on Remus and Dora from OotP to DH – the updated version. There are a couple of extra chapters, slotted in here and there. After all, with the Pottermore revelations about Mr R J Lupin, how could I not?

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Here we go!

Background and the first proper Order meeting.

Remus was very surprised when he heard a knock at his door. Who the hell could that be — especially at this hour? He thought. He opened the door a crack, then wrenched it open wide. "Padfoot?"
It would be a long night.

Three days went by.
Remus then sent a very important letter; to one of the few he knew would believe him, to arrange a meeting.

Kingsley Shacklebolt had been a Gryffindor two years above the Marauders at Hogwarts and Head Boy when Remus was a fifth year Prefect. He'd been posted to the States after graduating, as part of
some initiative or other about building stronger connections. He was an Auror through and through. When things went to pieces, Remus had fled England, due to all the memories. He'd run into Kingsley and struck up a friendship with him. If it hadn't been for him and Harry, in those first awful few years, Remus didn't know what would've happened.

They'd kept in touch. Kingsley had returned to England a couple of years before Remus. After all, before 1991, when Dumbledore had…convinced….Remus that being nearby – or at least in the same country – as Harry whilst he went through Hogwarts; before that time, Remus had spent a decade wandering the globe, living hand-to-mouth, trying to eke out something resembling survival. Kingsley had been one of the few who grounded him.

Now, Remus had to convince his old friend that Voldemort was back — not too difficult, hopefully, as Kingsley was sensible — and that Sirius Black was innocent, the crime committed by another former friend who was actually alive. Kingsley was in charge of finding Sirius.

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Three days later...

Tonks sighed and shot a glare at the two bigoted idiots near her. Could they just get over their prejudices already? It was getting annoying. At least they weren't asking her to morph into their
favourite "style"...
"Settling in nicely?" a melodic voice said dryly.
Tonks was a Junior Auror (one of those who'd completed their three-year Traineeship but were still doing their three further years of training). She had just passed Academy two weeks ago — by the skin of her teeth after repeating a year due to her disastrous clumsiness.
True to form, she spun round to face the owner of the voice and tripped on the desk. That was Tonks. Always tripping.

"Hi Kingsley. I'm doing fine," she said brightly, "Ploughing through mountains of paperwork, making sure I'm working hard." she glanced towards a group of other Juniors. "Making sure they know I'm capable enough, even though Dad's Muggleborn. And trustworthy enough, even though Mum was once a Black." she added quietly. She was glad Kingsley had been chosen as her Mentor, after Mad-Eye. He'd understand. Tonks had nearly been denied a chance to get into the Academy, despite her shining grades. Kingsley had been one of those (along with Mad-Eye, of course) who had spoken for her to Madam Bones, who had ensured Tonks became an MLE Officer; a step below the Aurors. Then she'd worked furiously in order to be noticed and accepted through. Now the Academy was behind her and Tonks was raring to prove herself. It didn't help that certain people in the office couldn't keep their bigoted, outdated opinions to themselves.

Kingsley frowned. "That's the Ministry for you." he said quietly in response to her earlier comment. "You'll be working late?" he added pointedly.
Tonks' eyes narrowed. "Yep."

That night, the two met at the end of the day. They were soon joined by a woman introduced as Hestia Jones. Kingsley led them out of the Ministry, towards a local Muggle café. After casting a multitude of privacy charms, he then explained about Voldemort and the Order. "Mad-Eye recommended you, Tonks, but he thought it'd be less suspicious if I told you." he explained. He then took them via Side-Along to a dingy street, finally showing them a strip of paper. "This is the address. Move quietly in the hall and head for the basement."

After memorising the location, the paper was burnt and the three stepped in. Tonks headed towards the basement stairs. Typically, she didn't see the troll-leg until it was too late. "OUCH!" she exclaimed.
The heavy thing slammed into the ground and she pitched forward, arms spinning like windmills. A horrible screeching started behind her. Then a pair of arms caught her and she fell against someone's chest. Some guy's, she realised. She caught a smell of Honeydukes chocolate and old books.

Then, she straightened. "S-sorry." she stammered, looking up at the man who'd saved her from a painful tumble. "I'm...dead clumsy..."
The man smiled. "Well hello Dead Clumsy. My name's Remus Lupin." He extended a hand.

Tonks blushed. "Actually, my name's Tonks." She added quickly. They shook hands.
Another voice called teasingly, "Ah, Moony, making friends already?"
The two turned, then Tonks jumped a foot. Only Remus grabbing her again prevented her from falling, but she still drew her wand. "Sirius Black?" she asked. Her mum believed he was innocent... somehow. Or rather, she'd never believed he could be guilty of such crimes.
Sirius nodded. "Yes, Nymphadora, but I'm innocent."

Tonks frowned. "Mum was right?" then realised what he'd called her. "Don't call me Nymphadora! It's Tonks!"
She turned to Remus as they walked into the basement kitchen, wanting an answer to a question that had been bugging her. "I feel like I've heard your name before? Disconnected from his," she jerked her head at Sirius, who stiffened as they sat down.
Remus paused. "You may have." he said hesitantly, "I was mentioned in the paper a few years ago... I'm a werewolf."

Then Tonks remembered; the article, written by that bitchy bimbo Skeeter, had mentioned that fact, but she'd really been thinking of... "Funny, that," she said bluntly, "I thought I was speaking to the resident former Defence professor. You know, at Hogwarts in 1993?"
Remus spluttered from a moment, then blushed as his friend — her cousin — laughed. Tonks grinned.

So began the first full meeting of the new Order of the Phoenix.

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