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"Apparently we were just discussing your love life Remus, or lack of," Snape said coldly.

"Oh, and you're one to talk-" Tonks said, outraged.

"Shut up Nymphadora and do not talk about things you do not understand!" Snape snarled, emphasizing every syllable of her hated first name.

Tonks glared at Snape and turned to Remus who was still leaning against the doorframe with one eyebrow raised, "We weren't really talking about your love life Remus," Tonks mumbled, dropping her eyes to the tablecloth, picking at it with her fingers, "At least, I wasn't."

Her eyes flickered to Sirius in annoyance. Now look what he's done! She glared daggers at him, furious when he grinned back at her, his eyes flickering from her to Remus.

Remus, at the door, raised his eyebrows. This definitely wasn't what he had expected when he walked into the order meeting. Everyone was acting strangely. Dumbledore was grinning from ear to ear, the twinkle in his eyes even more pronounced than it usually was. Molly Weasley was muttering to herself quietly, smiling happily as she looked from Remus to Tonks. Sirius was grinning like a fool, his eyebrows raised suggestively as he glanced between Tonks and himself. Minerva McGonagall was actually cracking a smile for once and her eyes twinkled almost as much as Dumbledore's. Snape looked surlier than ever as he glared at Tonks and then at Remus. Tonks herself was a light shade of red, her hair matching her face. Either she was angry, embarrassed or both. She refused to meet his eyes.

He felt his heart swell when she defended him, even though she wouldn't meet his eyes. He wondered why she seemed embarrassed and why everyone in the room that wasn't asleep - that'd be Snape's speech getting to them, he thought - was looking back and forth between him and Tonks.

He tried to tell himself for the hundredth time that day alone, that he didn't like her more than just a friend. It was obvious she didn't feel that way about him so he would just have to let it go. Of course, letting his feelings go meant admitting he had them and he didn't: He absolutely didn't.

Tonks raised her eyes to meet his and he almost groaned out loud. Yes he did. He did have feelings for her and he found that he couldn't deny himself anymore. He liked Nymphadora Tonks. He replayed her name in his head: Nymphadora Tonks, Nymphadora Tonks, Nympha-

He was startled out of his thoughts by Sirius' loud laugh. Remus frowned at him, and then looked away battling with the same embarrassment that Tonks must be feeling as he realised he was still standing by the door, lost in thought with what was probably the most idiotic look ever seen on any mans face. He was probably over exaggerating a bit, but he didn't care. He was allowed to overexaggerate: he had just admitted to himself that he had feelings for Tonks. If that wasn't an excuse, he didn't know what was. I'm really losing it.

Hastily he moved from the door to take the only empty seat at the table. It was right next to Tonks and he sighed. How was he meant to keep his feelings for her from her if he had to sit that close to her, so close that he could feel the heat radiating off her body…

He couldn't like her- no, he'd been through this and he knew he did. It was more that he shouldn't like her. She deserved more than the likes of him. He was much older, poor and a bloody werewolf. Some voice inside his head screamed that she wouldn't care, because some part of him knew that she didn't. Another voice, weaker, told him not to listen to the other voice because it was wrong to put her through that. Oh God, he was hearing voices in his head. Was he going mad? Is this what she did to him? Reduced him to a nonsensical mess? The Quibbler could produce articles more sane than his thoughts right now.

The meeting had resumed. He dropped his head into his hands wearily. He was going mad, he knew it. He knew he should stay away from her but that voice in his head told him not to deny himself her. He mentally slapped himself as he realised where his thoughts were heading. It doesn't matter, he told himself, because she doesn't like me anyway and she never could.

Next to him, Tonks saw him drop his head into his hands looking thoroughly stressed out. Was he in pain? She reached out to him and touched his arm lightly. The hot electricity that ran up her arm was startling. She felt her skin tingling where her hand had made contact with his arm, a warmth spreading through her entire body. She felt compelled to touch him again. NO! She shouted at herself, Her self control had apparently disappeared along with her interest in Snape's report.

"Are you ok?" she whispered, glad that the situation required a whisper because she couldn't quite find her voice to speak.

He jumped as her hand touched his arm. Shocking warmth radiated up his arm and through his body. Her light touch made him gasp lightly and her whisper made his throat close up as he struggled to speak. Her touch, no matter how small made him delirious. Yes, he was going mad, losing his marbles. Some might go as far as to say he was only two sickles to the Galleon. This was utterly and completely insane.

He didn't trust himself to speak so he nodded at her, catching her eye for a moment and regretting it straight away. She was so beautiful and he needed no reminder of what he couldn't have. Her eyes- he couldn't describe them. They were unique and breathtaking, no matter how she morphed them to be. They were shockingly clear, perceptive and always filled with intense emotion and a cheerful spark akin to Dumbledore's. He sighed as he realised he was staring at her. Apparently, he was getting more poetic and loony with each full moon.

He swallowed hard, resisting the urge to move ever-closer to her. He shifted in his seat, tempted to sit on his hands to stop himself from reaching out for her. He needed to leave - now - before he did something he'd regret. Somehow though, he couldn't bring himself to move. Traitorous legs, not obeying his orders, he thought. Move, damn it! She made him fall to pieces - this was hopeless.

"Hem hem," Sirius cleared his throat in a rather pointed manner.

Is Umbridge here? Tonks thought, startled out of her thoughts about Remus, The old toad. Looking around however, she caught Sirius' smug smirk. She rolled her eyes; trust Sirius to get her attention that way. He grinned at her, looking from her to Remus. Blushing, Tonks realised that she had been staring at Remus. Again.

Remus was startled by Sirius clearing his throat. Annoyed, he glared at him before noticing that he was alternating his glance between Tonks and himself. Trust Sirius to make fun of him like this. He wasn't that obvious was he? He chanced a look at Tonks who was staring fixedly at the tablecloth, her arm propped up to support her head, her hair falling between her and Sirius. Was she blushing? And was she trying to hide from Sirius behind her hair. It was times like this that found Remus wishing his hair was long enough to hide behind. Perhaps that's why Snape wears his hair long. He must need to hide at times, the way people stare at him.

Suppressing a groan at the sight of her blush he looked anywhere but at her and Sirius. He managed to meet the eyes of everyone at the meeting that wasn't already asleep. McGonagall raised an eyebrow at him before looking to where Tonks sat. Dumbledore grinned at him and Remus feared that he knew more than he let on, as he also looked towards Tonks. Molly smiled encouragingly at him and looked as though she wanted to come over to speak to him. Arthur was falling asleep at her side and as Remus' gaze moved to him, Molly elbowed him in the ribs, causing him to sit up and splutter, "I'm awake, I swear!" Remus sniggered into the back of his hand and heard Tonks and Sirius do the same thing.

Snape stopped talking again. "Is anyone listening to me?" he snapped, his voice ice cold.

Sirius snorted in amusement, "Does anyone ever listen to you?" he quipped.

Mundungus, slumped in the corner of the room, snored particularly loudly as if to emphasise the point.

Tonks clapped her hand to her mouth to attempt to stop the laughter that was threatening to escape. The sound of her laughter was enough to make Remus feel utterly elated. Why did she affect him like that? Like he'd been hit with a cheering charm. A particularly strong one, probably cast by Hermione. No, scratch that, he thought as he heard her laugh again, like he'd been hit with a thousand particularly strong cheering charms.

Dumbledore cleared his throat, looking only slightly abashed, "Of course we are listening Severus," he said, his eyes twinkling, "with eager ears. Please do continue with your intriguing report."

Snape glared at Dumbledore as though he wanted to take the twinkle right out of his eyes. No point in telling him that that's impossible, Remus thought.

He hadn't realised that he'd mumbled the word 'impossible' under his breath until Tonks laughed and dug her elbow into his ribs gently. He looked sideways and smiled at her as he saw her grinning at him. She held his gaze before tearing her eyes away before it got too intense.

Yes he, Remus John Lupin, sure had it bad.

Ok, so some people are out of character and I will fix that.

Keep in mind that this was originally a one-shot and it was something I wrote for fun, hence the jokey-ness. I have a serious Lupin/Tonks story called The Greatest Love so this is like my lighthearted version - well, as lighthearted as it can be. I'll write this story for as long as you guys want, provided I get reviews on it.

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Also, It's unedited so please don't hate me too much for my mistakes. I'm only a house-elf. Kidding, I'm only human : P Not sure Voldy could say the same.. Not that he'd admit he's made mistakes in the first place... ANYWHO : P