Vouchsafe then, O thou most Almighty Spright,

From whom all gifts of wit and knowledge flow,

To shed into my breast some sparkling light

Of thine eternal truth, that I may show

Some little beams to mortal eyes below

Of that immortal beauty, there with thee,

Which in my weak distraughted mind I see;

Draped in an invisibility cloak, Remus sat on the ground in front the hedge outside Number 4 Privet Drive. He had just relieved Emmaline and Kingsley. When he apparated into Arabella Figg's livingroom, he was quickly fed, and hurried out onto the street. Now midnight, and his attention was quickly taken away from the house he was watching, to a noise of trash cans being knocked over. He quickly stood up, pointing his wand preparing to fire a stunning spell. He lowered the wand as he noticed a slight mess of pink hair peak out of the cloak the witch let slip.

"Sorry!" She said in a loud whisper.

"You'll wake the neighbourhood," Remus sighed as she gave him the most guilty look. "I thought I was with Hestia tonight."

"She's with Sturgis," Tonks replied. "So I was sent." Moving to the hedge she plopped down beside Remus. "Anything happen yet?"

"No, I don't expect anything either," Remus said lazily. "Number 7 had a midnight visitor to what I am hoping is the girls room."

"A midnight bootie call?" Tonks grinned brightly as she folded the invisibility cloak on her lap.

"Put that back on, we can't be seen," Remus said quickly.

"Ah, no need," she dismissed. "I'm an Auror, I have other ways of protecting us." Giving him a wink, she lifted her wand, and made a few motions. "There."

"May I ask?"

"Muggle Repeller, and a simple silencing spell. We can't really move much, but at least I'm not talking to the great invisible man." Remus chuckled and pulled the cloak off, as he leaned back into the hedge. "So Remus Lupin who Lupin, the man who doesn't talk much. What does it that you do?"

Remus looked at the young bright haired witch and back to the house, taking a breath before speaking: "I was a teacher, previously, I have been doing a fair bit of research as of late."

"A teacher? That explains it," with Remus look, Tonks continued. "This mysterious, silent type, I definitely see it. An air of sex appeal, power," Remus tried to interrupt but Tonks continued. "It makes sense, you being a teacher. Now let me guess what subject?" Looking at him, Tonks drew her bottom lip in between her teeth as she surveyed him. "Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Remus bowed his head, with a soft smile in the direction of the young witch. "Quite perceptive."

"That's my job!" she grinned brightly, as she moved her hands behind her head and leaned fully back. "We're moving him next week."

"You're part of the Advanced Guard?" Remus asked.

"Best Aurors were picked," she explained as she did a sweet around them with her eyes. "Guess I'm the best."

Laughing, Remus perked his head and placed a finger to his lips, as he noticed a light turn on in Privet Drive. Tonks nodded and stood up, wand tight in her hand. Without a word spoken, she shot into the air, upon reaching the window in question, she transformed her face into that of a birds, before quickly returning down. Shaking her head, she looked at Remus. "Not him. The other boy."

"What was that you just did?" Remus asked, waving his hand in a vague manner over her face. "You're not a metamorphmagus?"

"That I am," she answered. "Super helpful passing Auror training, let me tell you. I can do almost anything you like. Mad-Eye said that was really the only reason he didn't pass me off to Kingsley."

"I would have," Remus teased. Remus never imagined that spending six hours with the young witch would be as entertaining as it was. There was an ease about her, that he had never felt before. He couldn't put his finger on it, but it was something.

They spent the hours talking, about everything and anything, cracking jokes, and poking fun at one another. There was never an awkward moment, and the silences that did occur were one of those accepting of the others need. With the sun rising, Remus knew their shift was coming to an end, and a part of him felt disappointed that they would be going their separate ways.

It had been years since he was able to just talk to someone, without the fear they would be scared away from what he was. She was talking again, as they entered the house, their safe apparation point. He wasn't even aware of the moment she grabbed his hand, until they were standing on the street of Grimmauld Place. Pulling off the invisibility cloak, she grinned, before bouncing up the steps.

"You coming?"

"Yes," Remus said shaking his head following her up the steps. The hallway was dark and quiet, both knew not to make a noise, as to prevent the barbaric yelling that would emerge from the Walburga Black portrait that hung in the hallway. Quickly the two moved down the hallway to the light of the kitchen. It wasn't until Tonks tripped over the umbrella stand that the screams from the portrait began. Groaning, Remus waved his hand and quickly moved her into the kitchen.

"Sorry!"

"No need to apologize dear," Molly Weasley smiled from the stove. "Fancy a bite to eat you two?"

"That would be lovely, thank you Mrs. Weasley," Tonks grinned taking the plate she was offered.

"Thank you Molly," Remus echoed.

"Oh Remus, Severus dropped this off, he said you need to drink it," she said passing along a bottle, that bared the unmistakable Wolfsbane Potion. "He said he will be in all this week with it."

"Thank you," Remus mumbled taking the potion.

"Wolfsbane Potion?" Tonks asked, her mouth full of flapjacks. "Youre a werewolf?" Remus said nothing as Molly turned her head. "Not like there is anything wrong, just didn't know."

"What didn't you know?" Sirius Black asked walking into the kitchen, as he watched his friend take the full amount of potion in one fateful swig. "That Moony here is a werewolf? That's why we're friends really."

"I'm sure," Remus said shaking his head and sitting down at the table with his plate of flapjacks and sausage.

"Sirius, have some breakfast," Molly ordered placing a plate on the table for him. "Sit. Eat."

Not daring to disobey the mother, the two men picked up their forks and started to eat. Breakfast in Grimmauld place was soon joined by a pack of red-headed children making their way in, all rubbing sleep out of their eyes, but taking the plates their mother handed them with a smile and a mumbled 'thank you'.

"Professor Lupin taught me how to get rid of a Boggart," Ron explained with a mouth full of food. "Best Defense Against the Darks Arts teacher yet mate."

"Thank you Ron, but I'm sure anyone could have taught you how to rid a Boggart," Remus said leaning back.

"I dunno Professor Lupin, I doubt anyone could have taught Ron," George teased from his spot at the table. "Though he was right, best Defense professor."

"Thank you," Remus said bowing his head in thanks. In his one year at Hogwarts as a Professor, Remus had felt accepted, and even to the point respected by all. Much like how he felt being a member of the Order, no one seemed to care in the slightest what his condition was. In fact, he seemed to be the pet project of a one Molly Weasley, who every time he stepped foot in Headquarters, would proclaim he looked peckish, and would provide him with food. He knew that is how Molly needed to cope with everything that was going on, and he didn't blame her.

"When I was there, I was totally in love with the Potions teacher," Tonks said resting her chin in her folded hands.

"Professor Snape?" Fred asked, mouth agape, as all the Weasley children stared at her.

Sirius has spit out his pumpkin juice and burst out into riotous laughter, as Remus' eyes widened.

"I was a kid, my tastes have changed!" She defended making eye contact with Remus.

"Ho-ho!" Sirius laughed as he was hit by Remus. "Tonks my dear, dear cousin. You make my life! Hah! I'm going to need a minute to recover."

"Sirius," Remus scolded as the man still laughing.

"Snivilus, Moony!" Sirius shot back as he quickly regained composure. "Sorry."

"You're a git," Tonks said with an eye roll. "When you're a 13 year old girl, you make doe eyes for anyone."

"What house were you in?" Ginny asked quickly changing the subject, it was quite evident that she had clearly become quite intrigued by Tonks, and what she was.

"A Nobel Hufflepuff!" Tonks ginned brightly. "Never wanted any other house."

"You used to nik into the kitchen?" Fred asked with a knowing grin.

"The house elves were wonderful! Would make you damn near anything. It was brilliant."

"It's what I've always told you." Fred said turning to his twin.

"Handy with the common room being so close! I could usually make it there and back without McGonagall catching me!"

"I always knew Miss Tonks," Minerva McGonagall said with a knowing smile as she entered the kitchen. "I'm here for only a few moments. Albus would like to have a volunteer or two to bring Miss Granger to Headquarters this week. He feels it is important that we bring her into the fold."

"I can," Remus and Tonks said instantaneously raising their hands.

"Excellent," McGonagall smiled at the two, pulling out the piece of parchment and handing it to Remus. "Thank you. I must be off, please use means of non-trackable magic, due to her still being underage."

"Of course," Remus said as he flipped the parchment and scimed it with his eyes.

"Goodbye," she said leaving the kitchen, as the Weasley children stared. Tonks leaned over, placing her chin on her hand.

"It's so weird seeing teachers out of school," Tonks said to the twins, both nodded knowingly.

"Like a dancing hippogriff," Fred agreed.

"Yup," George, Ron, Ginny, and Tonks said instantly.

The rest of breakfast was spent chatting, and Molly giving instructions for the days cleaning tasks. Finishing her third helping of pancakes, Tonks grinned and turned to Remus who was reading the morning's Daily Prophet.

"You ready professor?" she asked with a large grin.

"Side by Side Apparition?" Remus asked, looking up from the paper.

"Non-magical means," Tonks reminded him. "Where does this girl live?"

"Laverstock, Salisbury," Remus said looking at the parchment. "I suppose we could take the underground."

"Sounds brilliant!" Tonks grinned standing up. "Actually, maybe you should let me shower first. Sirius, any place I can shower in this house, or am I forced to go home?"

"Bathroom, second floor, besides Regulas' bedroom," Sirius replied with a smile. "Moony, you need a shower too?"

"I'll be fine," Remus replied as he lifted his tea cup to his mouth.

"Give me like, 30!" Tonks bounced out of the kitchen, and her stumbling up the stairs was heard with a few "Craps!".

"You're smitten."

"What are you talking about?" Remus asked setting down the paper, turning his attention to his friend.

"The pink haired relation of mine," Sirius said with a cheshire grin. "You're smitten."

"I hardly think so," Remus replied. "She's a child."

"Uh huh," the man grinned knowing. "Then tell me, Master Moody, why have you been one to volunteer to be her partner?" A waggle of eyebrows caused Remus to laugh.

"It's just work. Now if you don't mind, Dora had a point, showering might be good, seeing as the journey to get Miss Granger is at least 2 hours."

"You can go and join her," Sirius grinned widely with a wink.

"Sirius Black!" Molly's voice rang through the kitchen. "I am giving you 2 minutes to come up here."

"You better go," Remus said standing up, and taking his tea cup to the sink. "I'm going to shower."

Remus walked out of the kitchen, and into the darkened hallway. He was not smitten with Tonks, to be honest he barely knew her. They had known each other for a month, and really, after 8 hours of sitting with her, and the impending 4 hours today, he only saw the two being that of friends.