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"You know what Remus?"

Remus Lupin looked up from the papers about and for lord knows what and raised an eye brow at Nymphadora Tonks over the scratched ugly table in Number 12, Grimald place. There was a moment when he considered whether or not he should say anything to this, considering what the word "What is it, Nymphadora?" had led to before, from asking him about his virginity to long rants that seemed to be about something that had happened to her but all he got was an "Imagine if you were…" and then he would have to sit there and politely watch the pink haired witch walk around the table shouting at some obscene person he didn't know who or sometimes even what had happened, and try not to burst out laughing. He most definitely shouldn't ask what.

"What is it, Nymphadora?"

"Ya know every woman in the world understands you perfectly."

Lupin blinked, a bit taken aback. More taken aback she hadn't gotten mad at him for using her first name then at the question. He had come to expect questions like this. He most definitely shouldn't say anything however, this did not sound like the kind of conversation he wanted to get into. So Lupin sat in his chair reading the boring and completely undistracting papers for the next five or… two minutes, while Tonks just sat there and smiled at him in a slightly wicked kind of way and waited expectantly for him to ask "What do you mean be that?" or something.

Sirius came down the stairs, tip toe-ing as much as you can in the morning when you're tired, and yawned as he came in the door. He sat down at the end of the table, between Lupin and Tonks. Tonks turned and smiled at him in greeting, and then turned back to Lupin with the same (he was sure it was a wicked grin now) wicked grin over her face.

Sirius blinked and looked between them.

Lupin turned a paper over and started reading the just as boring back.

Tonks grinned wickedly at Lupin.

Sirius looked blankly and expectantly at Lupin.

Lupin continued reading.

Sirius decided to look blankly and expectantly at Tonks, considering he thought she was more likely to tell him what the ruddy hell was happening.

Tonks continued staring wickedly at Lupin.

Sirius wondered if they had had sex or something.

Lupin hoped Sirius wasn't thinking anything dirty.

Tonks was getting annoyed, and her cheeks hurt from smiling wickedly.

(the writer wonders why she is writing like this, and knows this is a stupid story. Now she wonders why she is writing this again.)

Sirius was loosing patients big time

(the writer just realized the period button isn't working and neither are all the other buttons that she doesn't have to push shift for but needs o no she says sorry and realizes at least the commas are somehow appearing there anyway)

Sirius lost his patients

"WHAT!"

(writer rejoices that buttons are working again on keyboard, but doesn't think anyone is still around to know or care anyway.)

Lupin winced as Tonks said "Oh, we were just thinking about how every woman in the world understands him."

There was a pause, and then Sirius burst out laughing.

Tonks and Sirius both look wickedly at Lupin.

(writer waves goodbye sadly to readers who are undoubtedly leaving this story right now. 'goodbye love, goodbye love! Goodbye love… goodbye…')

(readers who hadn't left yet leave now, unless they are a fan of Rent only stay if you are a fan of the play the movie wasn't all that good…)

(ok, getting back to bad story now…)

Lupin was beginning to feel highly uncomfortable. Which was saying something, considering any normal person would have started feeling uncomfortable long before now.

this keeps on going for about another minute

Lupin was getting very uncomfortable, which was saying something, because any normal person would have started to feel very uncomfortable about the same time Lupin was starting to feel uncomfortable.

thirty seconds later

Lupin was extremely uncomfortable. Which was saying something because-

"Alright. Why. Do. You. Think. That. Tonks?" Lupin put down the cursed papers that had failed to distract him.

Ok, send in why you think every woman understands Lupin, any responses are fine by me, my people who obviously don't have much of a life today because they actually read through that whole story… right… so I must not have any life at all… ok… well, my other stories are better… my websites for stories are better anyway… I don't write on them… send in your stories there, bye! (doesn't know how to end author's last note thing…)