Dora's friend

A scary day.

"You know I love you, and I'd do anything for you, but this is asking a bit much."

"Oh come on! It's really not that bad!"

"Yes it is! I wasn't trained for this! How could you do this to me?"

"Because I love you, and because this is partly your fault."

"My fault? How can you blame this on me?"

"You introduced us." Tonks said as she watched her best friend struggling with her bride's maid's dress. Tonks was already in her white dress and her wayward friend was convinced that being asked to be her maid of honor was akin to a death sentence.

"That I did." She admitted. "Very well, if I must preform this duty, I may as well do it right, I'll go check on the groom and see if we can get this day over with." She said with a smile back at Tonks as Tonks giggled.

Her heels clicked on the floor and she stumbled in them. As a result she was cursing as she entered Remus's dressing room. He looked up and she stopped immediately and smiled at him.

He was pale and looked scared. Arthur Weasley stood in one corner and glared at her for her language.

"Hey Remus! How are you? Ready to get hitched so I can get out of these damned heels?" she asked.

"I'm fine, and yes I'm ready." He attempted a smile and failed.

"How's Dora?" Remus asked.

"Can we have the room, Arthur?" she asked. He shrugged, smiled at Remus, clapped him on the shoulder and went to stand outside. As soon as he left she turned to Remus.

"Fine is not something you are on your wedding day. Excited, ecstatic, happy, and in love are the acceptable answers. Dora is all of those. I know for a fact that you are in love, so why did you say fine?" she asked.

"It feels rushed, in the middle of a war and all. Also, Arthur is my best man." He looked at his reflection and she put her hands on his shoulders.

"We all miss Sirius, but he would be the first to approve of this wedding, and he wouldn't want to be the one that's got you down." Remus smiled at the memories of Sirius in the old days.

"I must admit, I'm scared. I'm scared that I may be damning her to a life of exile." She squeezed his shoulders.

"The only people who will care what you are are the people she doesn't like. The only people that she cares about are the sort of people who look inside a person for who they are." She reached around him and covered the scars on his face with her hands. "This is who my friend is marrying today. Remus Lupin, the man of her dreams. He also," She said, taking her hands away. "Happens to be a werewolf, and she loves that too." He smiled and stood.

"Ready?" she asked.

"Is definitely an acceptable answer?" he asked.

"Definitely." She said, and did her duty as maid of honor, in bare feet.