Go On and Kiss the Girl
There, you see her
Sitting there across the way
She don't got a lot to say
But there's something about her
Remus Lupin sat with a look on amusement plastered on his face, watching the small frame of Nymphadora 'don't call me Nymphadora' Tonks leaning backwards in her chair, earning a scowl from Molly Weasely. Anyone that had been around her for more that five seconds knew she could (or would) fall over any minute. Soon enough, Tonks fell backwards, hitting the kitchen floor with a loud crash. Most laughed, whereas Remus jumped up to help her back to her feet.
And you don't know why
But you're dying to try
You wanna kiss the girl.
Tonks' face flushed, not much darker than her bubblegum pink hair. Remus crouched down next to her, smiling, and offered her his hand. As he looked into her, now, blue-grey eyes, Remus felt… something. What, he wasn't sure, but he didn't stick around to find out. Helping Tonks stand up, he quickly left the room, feeling everyone in the room's eyes on him.
Sha-la-la-la-la
My oh my
Looks like the boy's too shy
Ain't gonna kiss the girl
For the rest of the day, Remus avoided Tonks as much as possible, which was surprisingly easy… maybe, he thought, she didn't want to see him either?
Sha-la-la-la-la
Ain't that sad?
It's such a shame, too bad
You're gonna miss the girl
Go on and kiss the girl
Eventually Tonks found Remus in his room. Asked why he'd been avoiding her. Remus simply said he hadn't. Yes, because that always works. That had been twenty minutes ago. Once again, while talking to her, Remus had felt that strange, unfamiliar feeling in the pit of his stomach, when she had sat next to him, trying to start up a conversation.
Now's your moment
Floating in the blue lagoon
Boy, you better do it soon
The time will be better
The don't say a word
And she wont say a word
Until you kiss the girl
After a few failed attempts at a civilized conversation, an argument had broken out. Tonks wanted to know why he had avoided her, and was adamant that that was what he'd been doing.
Yes, you want her
Look at her, you know you do
It's impossible she wants you too
There's one way to ask her
He did ask her. But wished he hadn't. It had just resulted in more arguing.
Tonks felt for him. Strongly. Remus returned the feelings, but didn't want to do anything about them. He was old, he was poor, and not to mention, he was a werewolf. Tonks claimed she didn't care. But Remus wasn't going to hear any of it. She did care, he was sure of it, but she was blinded by her own emotion… wasn't she? It didn't matter, anyway. Remus didn't want to risk anything. Especially with Lord Voldemort back in power. It wasn't worth the risk of feelings getting in the way, was it?
Sha-la-la-la-la
Don't be scared
You better be prepared
Go on and kiss the girl
A few months after their argument, it had happened. Albus Dumbledore, arguably the greatest Wizard of all time, had died. Or, to be precise, been killed. Though something that hit a little too closely to home for Remus Lupin's liking was Bill Weasely. He had been attacked by a werewolf. The same werewolf that had bitten Remus all those years ago – Fenrir Greyback. Bill's fiancé, Fleur Dalacour, hadn't cared. She was beautiful, and part Veela, so could have any man she wanted. And yet she still stayed with Bill – now covered in scars and potentially dangerous.
'You see!' Tonks had shouted at Remus, glaring. 'She still wants to marry him, even though he's been bitten! She doesn't care!'
'It's different,' he tried to reason with her 'Bill will not be a full werewolf. The cases are completely-' he had been cut off by Tonks seizing the front of his robes.
'But I don't care either, I don't care! I've told you a million times…'
'And I've told you a million times' Remus had said, refusing to meet her eyes 'I'm too old for you, too poor… too dangerous… you deserve someone young, someone whole'.
Though after that it had been clear that Tonks didn't want 'someone young, someone whole'. She wanted him.
Sha-la-la-la-la
Don't stop now
Don't try to hide it now
You wanna kiss the girl
'She wanted him', Remus would often repeat those words in his head. Even now, in his room at number twelve, Grimmauld Place, as he ran his fingers through Tonks' hair and kissed her, softly.
Go on and kiss the girl…