A/N: Remus asks Charlie to be Best Man at his wedding. Written for the 'Letter challenge' at the HPFC Forum. Tonks/Remus. Slight Charlie/Tonks.
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Charlie,
I suppose you are wondering as to why I am writing this letter to you and why I am sending it to you at this time at night. I do have good reason to, I assure you. To simply write in the middle of the night, would be foolish. Therefore, I shall the news that I am to give, plainly. Tonks and I are to be married. The date is not yet set, but we plan to make it as soon as possible. Obviously now that Harry is soon to be seventeen, things concerning Voldemort are going to take a considerable turn for the worse. I know as much as anyone, that now nothing is for certain, which brings me to the main reason as to why I am writing this.
I know as much as you do, that we are not 'close' as such. However, I do know how much you meant and still mean to Dora from her time at Hogwarts. We have both decided to ask you, Charlie, to be one of our 'witnesses' for the wedding. You do not have to send a reply immediately – but if you could let us know as soon as possible, it would be appreciated. Do not use this owl to send a reply, and send your response at night. I will be awake to receive it anyway. I have not been getting much sleep as it is, and so something to read or do for a poor, old insomniac like myself would be welcome.
Your family is well, although I will update you on any future happenings. As my fiancée's best friend, I shall ask you something that I gather from a few sources, that only you could know. What is her favourite colour? ...And I mean her actual favourite colour and not just the colour that she favours whenever a certain mood takes her. It's for the flowers, see. Even with this impending war, I still want everything to be right.
Also before I stop, your mother told me to tell you this so please forgive my crassness. ...It's not too late you know. To get married. Your brother Bill is doing it, as you already know and now I've managed it! I thought that I would forever be an aging bachelor, too old and poor to ever deserve somebody like Dora. I somewhat feel that we are rushing this, yet who knows what could happen tomorrow? We are living for the moment it seems...
Just a thought.
I hope that you will consider what I have asked, and I await your reply. Burn this letter as soon as you've read it.
Good luck.
Remus.
