It was the night of Dumbledore's death. Obviously set up, Remus and Tonks were the only people in the room.
"Remus-" Tonks started hopelessly.
"No. I care far to much about you to let you marry me." He sighed.
"I know. But just…I need to know. Did you ever love me?"
"Hmm?" He knew he loved her. He couldn't deny it any longer.
"Do you lo-" And without warning, he kissed her.
