A/N: so I guess technically this is my first story for Harry Potter (I don't think the first one really counted, though I recommend that you all read it) I hope you all like it and please leave a review.

Chapter one: Charmed at Such a Late Hour

It was a cold night in Hogsmeade as Remus Lupin made his way into the Three
Broomsticks. He gently brushed the snow from his shoulders before removing his
well-worn maroon colored gloved (which appeared to be homemade, though still
of a fine quality) and tucking them into a pocket. He then shrugged of his old
tan over coat and maroon scarf (obviously a matching article to his gloves)
and carefully hung them on the coat rack by the door. He surveyed the crowd of
people currently occupying the small pub as he contemplated just where to sit;
he decided to take up residence at one of the few empty stools of the bar.

"What can I get you?" the barkeeper asked.

"Just a butterbeer thanks," he replied.

The woman in the seat next to Remus turned to face him; she stuck out her
hand and said, "Kat, short for Katherine."

He shook her extended hand.

"Remus," he said with a polite yet clearly forced smile. However, she
looked like she was expecting something more.

"Oh, it isn't short for anything," he quickly added. She seemed to be
satisfied with that information, and gave him a small smile and nod before she
once again faced forward and continued to read the latest issue of Witch
Weekly.

Not two minutes later the woman once again turned to Remus.

"Do you come here often?" she asked.

Remus gave a sigh; he was not in the mood to chat with this woman with
clearly charmed blonde hair and rather fake looking facial features, which did
not hide her true age but only made it more prominent; nevertheless, he
answered her question. "When ever I can."

"Is that a yes or a no, because I come here at least twice a week and I'm
wondering why I've never seen you before," she finished with a small smile
and eyelash bat.

Remus cringed on the inside. The charmed blonde was clearly coming on to him,
and she was clearly not his type. Before he could answer the barkeeper set
down Remus' drink; he slipped a few coins across the counter and picked it
up.

"Well?" she prodded, the smile on her face growing wider.

"It's a no," Remus dead panned. The woman's almost smug face fell.
His caught a glimpse of a young witch entering the pub alone and sitting down
at the bar; there was an open stool next to her. Remus' mind worked quickly
as he said, "Now if you would excuse me, a friend has just arrived."

He quickly vacated his seat and walked down the bar to the empty stool and
the witch he had used as an excuse to enjoy his butterbeer in peace.

"Do you mind if I sit here?" he asked, thinking it only polite.

Her head shot up from where she had been resting it on the bar.

"Oh, of course," she said, a little startled to hear someone speaking to
her. She gave a small smile, which came off more as a grimace, as he sat down
and then proceeded to lay her head back on her folded arms in the position he
had found her.

She had midnight blue hair that fell down her shoulders in soft ringlets. It
did not look cheaply charmed like the blonde's so he came to two
conclusions; she either knew an exceptionally good charm or she was a
metamorphmagus. Her eyes, though he'd only seen them for a moment, were
dark, the darkest he could ever recall seeing. Her jeans looked nearly as worn
as his, thought most likely due to a trend and not lack of a better pair. She
wore a long sleeve blue shirt with "The Weird Sisters" written across the
top of the back. He took a sip of his butterbeer and set it down on the bar
before telling her, though he couldn't figure out for the life of him why,
"I must say I owe you my gratitude."

She gave him a bemused look. "For letting you sit next to me?"

"What – oh no I didn't mean – not that I don't like sitting – but
I . . ."

She smiled before chuckling softly.

Remus blushed slightly before giving the first smile he truly meant all
night. "What I meant is that you coming in at the precise moment you did,
and sitting down with an empty stool next to you gave me the perfect
opportunity to escape the clutches of that rather unfortunate woman over
there."

He finished with a jerk of his head in charmed blonde's direction.

The woman spied the blonde he was talking about. Then she started laughing.
It was a hearty laugh for such a small witch. She looked up at Remus, who had
an utterly confused look on his face that only made her laugh harder.

"Would you care to let me in on what you find so amusing?" he asked her.

"Oh, I'm sorry," she said, her laughter residing and her breathing
returning to normal. "It's just - you don't come here much, do you?"

"Not particularly, dare I ask why?" he inquired with a raised eyebrow.

"Well that woman, Kat-"

"Short for Katherine," Remus added

The woman smirked, "She isn't the brightest witch is she?"

"No," he said rather blandly.

She smiled.

"Right," she continued. "Anyway, most people know her as a sort of
local pick pocket."

Remus' eyes widened.

"Surely you're- " he cut himself off when he realized the last part of
what she said, and quickly patted his pockets, checking for money. He
obviously felt what he hoped was there for his face relaxed, then turned to
shock once more and he turned to the witch next to him. "Surely you're
joking, I mean, she can't be. They wouldn't let her harass innocent
customers, would they?"

The woman smiled again, something she had been doing quite a lot since her
conversation with this strange man started. "You really don't come here
much."

Remus shook his head and looked around the pub, the meaning of the woman's
words becoming clear when he realized the sort of characters that found there
way in here at such a late hour.

"I haven't been in here this late for quite a while," he explained,
giving her a small smile.

She couldn't help but smile too. "Don't worry about it. When I made the
mistake of sitting next to her she ran off with all my money, and the prat
even used it to pay for her drink!"

Remus let out a low chuckle; she couldn't help but join in and think how
lovely his laugh sounded.

They spent the next few hours talking and drinking butterbeer. It was after
two in the morning before the decided to call it a night. They got up together
and walked to the door. Remus and the woman he had learned was Nymphadora
Tonks, but just Tonks if he didn't want to be cursed, grabbed their coats
and shrugged them on before exiting the Three Broomsticks.

"Well," Remus started, with his boyish smile. "I had a lovely time,
Tonks, and I daresay I owe you more than just my gratitude."

Tonks smiled back for what felt like the hundredth time that night.
"Don't mention it."

"I better go, it's rather late and I assume we both have work in the
morning."

Tonks groaned. "You assumed right. It was nice talking with you."

"You too," he said before turning.

Tonks stood watching him; he had only gone five feet when she called out,
"Remus?"

He quickly turned as she ran up to him. She glanced up at his eyes briefly
before leaning in and kissing him square on the lips.

Remus was quite taken aback at first, but once he realized what was going on
he returned the kiss. They broke the kiss and he rested his forehead against
hers. Remus once again had that boyish grin strewn across his face.

"Until next time, Nymphadora," he whispered in a slightly husky voice
before turning and walking away.

All she could do was watch him until he was no longer visible within her line
of sight. When he was gone she cursed herself for letting him call her
Nymphadora and for not asking him to meet her again sometime. She hoped he was
right and there would be a next time as she turned on the spot and apparated
home to catch a few hours of sleep before work.

PLEASE REVIEW!!!!! I kind of have a plan of where to take this but I want to know if I should continue. So PLEASE leave me a REVIEW!!!!! I don't mean to repeat myself but . . . come on REVIEW you know you want to! Plus all who review get their choice of Remus, Tonks, the barkeep or Kat, short for Katherine for a late night at the Three Broomsticks!

PS: i am looking for a beta right now so if anyone wants to help me out . . .