A dazzlingly brilliant young woman with pink hair steps up on her soapbox in Muggle London, holding on to the hand of the older man beside her, " My name is Tonks and I want to say something."
All heads on the street corner turn to look at her and she says, over the brightly color scarf she's wearing, "I'm together with Remus, here, and our together is perfect. Together is a perfect place to be. And I don't mean perfect polite exchanges and forced smiles because perfect doesn't always mean nice. Perfect means real. It is compassionate and kind and faithful and confident and sometimes even scary. To be perfect together is to get to be yourself - to take off all the masks and pretenses, and to reveal your heart safely and without shame. To be yourself - that's perfect together."
The young woman steps down amongst the scattered applause and the "You go Girl!" 's and pulls the older man with graying hair along with her, the gold ring on her ring finger shining all the way.