Tonks looked down at Teddy's hair, it was green and spiky but two minutes earlier it had been green and wavy. A very large part of her wanted to pick up her child and thank Merlin he was alive and well, and that she and Remus had survived the Last Battle. The Last Battle. It would always be known as that, and yet in so many respects it wasn't. There was still the battle to re-build the destroyed world, to mourn for loved ones, to make a better world for the future to live in, and most importantly to educate young witches and wizards so that it may never happen again. At Hogwarts school which had opened 2 months earlier, on the 1st September as per usual, with Professor McGonnagal as Headmistress and Professor Flitwick as Deputy, Muggle Studies was now a compulsory subject, currently being taught by none other than Hermione. Tonks remembered that when hermione had first been asked to fill the post she had been very reluctant, seeing as she would be only a year older than some of her students and had not completed 7th year. Ron and Harry had talked her into it by telling her no one could teach it better than her and that she was probably more knowledgeable than half the current staff anyway. She had agreed to take it but only for a year, then she planned to start training to become a Healer. Tonks supported Hermione's descion to take the job, especially as she knew she would also teach the pupils to accept half-breeds, something that Tonks felt very strongly about.
Without warning Tonks suddenly felt two strong hands slip around her waist and a pair of soft lips on her neck. She turned to see her husband smiling down at her. Breaking into a grin, she wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her head in his chest. He kissed the top of her head before leading her over to a sofa where they sat down, still wrapped around each other.
"So how was your day?" asked Tonks, as she manovered herself to be length ways, her head in Remus's lap.
"Well, since you asked you are now lucky enough to be blessed with the whole story" smiled her husband, as he pulled playfully at her hair.
"So, " he continued. "I left this morning and went straight to Diagon Alley where I met up with George at his shop,"
"How is George?" Tonks interuptted before she could stop herself.
"He's doing OK, considering what he's been through, Katie was there with him. I wouldn't be surprised if we heard an announcemnet soon. He's still quiet, but he laughed at least three times while I was there, and he really laughed, with his eyes sparkling."
"Oh, I hope they get married. A wedding would be great, imagine it..."
"Oh I almost forgot! I told Molly we'd come for dinner tonight, she said she wants everyone together."
"Any idea why?"
"No, but she had a odd smile on so maybe theres something there."
"Either way, we'd better get ready."
Tonks sat up and walked over to Teddy's crib, stopping to pick him up and then to wipe some milk off his cheek. As she walked into their bedroom Remus leant back into the sofa, watching his wife. His wife, he loved the sound of it. In fact, he loved pretty much everything about his life right now. He had a beautiful wife, an adorable son, great friends, a job he actually enjoyed. Getting a job was one of the immediate benefits of being a war hero, despite his being a werewolf, the Ministry had been keen to hire him, on a high salary, as an undercover informant. It was a new job, that had been invented after the war, in hopes that any secret plotting could be discovered before it ammounted to anyhting. In Remus's personal opinion it was a stupid idea, but if the Ministry were paying him to walk around and visit with his friends all day and spend 2 days a wee in an office then who was he to complain? He did not expect to stay in the job for long, he had thought about applying for the DADA post at Hogwarts but after speaking to McGonnagal she had persuaded him to wait a year, just to be sure the curse was really gone. In the meantime she had hired Dean Thomas, who was only expecting to stay the year, before he hoped to play Quidditch professionally.
"Remus! Are you going to help me get Teddy ready or are you going to sit there daydreaming?"
His wifes voice, indignant and loud, pierced his thoughts and, chuckling quietly to himself he wandered into the bedroom. To his amusment his wife was holding a giggling Teddy in one hand, a make up brush in the other, and a shirt between her teeth. The glare she sent him soon prompted him to take Teddy and remove the shirt from her teeth. Setting the former in his playpen, and the latter on the dressing table he picked her up as if she weighed nothing more than a feather and kissed her nose. She poked him with the make up brush and wriggled around but he held her tight.
"Remus John Lupin! Don't you dare be all sweet and nice when I'm mad at you!"
"Nymphadora Tonks Lupin! Don't you dare be all mad at me when I'm trying to be nice and sweet!
Tonks let out a giggle before clamping her lips together, resmuing her glare and turing her hair bright orange. Remus laughed outright at this causing her to smile and forget her anger. He set her down gently and kissed her forehead.
"Ok, I'll get Teddy dressed. You get yourself sorted."
Remus took charge, relising they were due at The Burrow in half an hour. Tonks smiled and went back to her make-up while Remus picked up Teddy and with a quick wave of his wand had him dressed in a white T-shirt and denim overalls, with little brown boots and a baseball cap claiming he was a "Little Angel".
Ten minutes later the family of three were standing by the fireplace ready to Floo over to the Weasleys. Tonks held Teddy in her right arm, while Remus had the powder in his left ahnd. He threw some in and together they all stepped in and spoke.
"The Burrow."