The boy walked back to the school, up the winding staircase, and then promptly fell onto his bed, out cold.

James and Sirius smiled and shook their heads, and they took off his shoes, and some clothes, so that their friend would be more comfortable in his sleep.

. . . . .

He woke up and, for once, he wasn't in the Shrieking Shack, bleeding and crying from the pain, he thanked Sirius and James, before putting on a nice outfit.

Today was one of the weekends when the school was going to go to Hogsmeade.

Okay, Selene, I'm going to ask her, best to kick myself over making a fool of myself than to maybe miss the chance to fall in love, right? Remus asked her.

Her answer was another soft, gentle breeze that tugged at his hair and stroked his cheeks.

That's right, my son, she murmured softly in his head.

Well, no use in letting his nerves gather and rouse the butterflies in his stomach, that's for when he asked her.

Remus was going to wait until after breakfast to ask her, no use embarrassing himself in front of the whole school.

Believe in yourself, Remus, Selene reprimanded him.

. . . . .

After breakfast was over and everyone was clearing out of the Great Hall, one Nemphordora Tonks walked out to her favorite tree near the Black Lake, close enough that she could stick her feet in and still have shade.

She thought about that one boy she had a crush on, Remus Lupin, he was in his fifth year while she was in her fourth year. Many people didn't notice the boy who liked to blend into the background, but she did, and she was starting to fall in love with him.

She sighed; she just hoped he didn't mind having a girlfriend who was a metamorphous.

It was then that she decided that she was going to ask him out, today was a Hogsmeade day, after all.

She looked out for him, and while she was trying to find the guy who made the metamorphous butterflies morph into kittens chasing the butterflies, someone tapped on her left shoulder.

She looked to her left, no one.

Curious.

But when she looked to her right, she jumped out of her skin; her hair turned a startled neon blue-yellow-green mix. (*not the colors mixed, but…like neon yellow is the base, with neon blue and green swirls on it) that was kind of fuzzy and stood straight up, it was short but that was what made it cute.

At least to the boy sitting next to her chuckling softly.

It took herself a second to recognize it was her crush sitting next to her.

She blushed, but then she took a breath to gather her courage and cleared her throat; concentrating on fixing her hair, she wasn't able to fix the colors, but she was able to get it to calm down, and the blush snuck away while she was working on her hair.

"Hey Remus," she started to ask him, he turned his soft, chocolate brown eyes to her face.

"Yes, Tonks?" He asked, everyone in the school knows she hates her first name.

"I was wondering if you would like to go with me to Hogsmeade today…" she asked softly, pausing to scan his eyes, "As, you know, my boyfriend…"

The butterflies in her stomach morphed into kittens chasing the butterflies with puppies chasing the kittens.

"I was just coming over here to ask you if…" he paused to torture her, she was sure of it; she knew she was correct when she looked at his eyes and found that they were twinkling with a mischievous glint.

"If you would like to go with me to Hogsmeade," he smiled at her gently, "I must say, I never thought that you would ask me, but I like your courage, you really are a Gryffindor."

She blushed.

"But there is something I must warn you about," he paused, taking a breath, she let him, he was obviously scared.

"I'm a werewolf."

She smiled at him, "I'm a metamorphous," he blinked in surprise.

"You aren't worried I would hurt you?" He asked her hopefully.

"No, I trust you, Remus," she hugged him.

"You aren't worried that I'll cheat on you, or hurt you somehow?" She inquired.

"No, I trust you, Nymph," he hugged her.

"I like it," she giggled, "nymphs are known for being mischievous and smart, and I am most definitely those things, a bit more on the clumsy side…"

He smiled at her.

"Aw! Aren't you two cute?" Sirius had snuck up on them with James and Peter.

"I know we are, but what are you, Sirius?" Remus actually joked.

Sirius blinked surprised before he started to crack up, filled with joy at the turn for the best his friend was taking.

Maybe the little mischievous nymph sitting beside him was just what the poor werewolf needs… Sirius and James both thought.

They were going to confront him about what he was tonight, they had a plan.

They were not going to abandon their friend who was always there for them.

They were going to become Animagi.

For Remus.