The New Pajamas
AUTHOR: Shuna
AUTHOR WRITTEN FOR: Solo By Choice
PAIRING: Nymphadora Tonks/ Remus Lupin
SUMMARY: Remus thought it was a normal morning... Until he realized he had a new pair of pajamas on.
"Merlin's toe, what are you wearing, young man?" Mrs. Weasley asked Remus Lupin.
"Huh?" Remus cocked his head at the red haired woman, not understanding what the fuss was about this early in the morning.
He answered the question with another question. "What's wrong, Molly?"
"I said what are you wearing?" Molly's eyes were hooked on Remus' body, giving him the creeps. He knew the reason why he felt this way was because he had woken up only 5 minutes ago. His mind was never too good until 30 minutes after he was up, when he could think straight.
"My... pajamas?" Remus looked down at what he thought was his old, worn pajamas.
Only it wasn't. The werewolf was wearing a fresh, new set of pajamas, colored like the flag of The United States of America. It felt like a flag, when he thought about it.
"Oh." Then he smiled at Molly, who was waiting for an explanation. "Molly, it's not made with a flag, it's specially made to look like one." He hoped Molly would buy his story, even though he realized it was very thin.
In fact he had no idea how he had gotten these new pajamas, or maybe even suit. For all he knew, it could have been meant to be a suit. After he had come in last night, he almost fainted, so he hadn't looked at what he changed into before now.
Molly raised an eyebrow at the brown haired wizard, but she said nothing, and brushed past him. There was still much cleaning to do, and they were meant to collect Harry soon. Molly wanted everything to be done by then, something which was an almost impossible task to perform not that it wasn't an honorable one.
Remus sat down at the kitchen table. He was still tired after the transformation four days ago. Even though Severus had given him a potion, it didn't help the pain, it only made sure his mind was kept somewhat intact. If anyone went inside the room, he would be able to understand that they were not enemies. He wouldn't attack, unless threatened, while the one without potion would attack anything and everything in its way.
"Hello, Moony!" Sirius Black swept down to the kitchen, in his usual nonchalant style. Then, his gray eyes measured Remus' new clothes. "Molly thought I had stolen a flag and sewn you that one to you, as a prank."
"Doesn't surprise me." Remus nodded. "She doesn't know you as well as me. I know you wouldn't do this as a prank. Had I woken up with a pink tutu however..."
Sirius smiled at the thought. "Even if I had made this one, I would have sewn it better. Look," the black haired man took a tiny piece of Remus' sleeve. "See here? The person had to do it many times, so the person isn't used to handling the Tailor curse. But anyhow, whoever did this, he or she likes you very much, to even attempt something of this magnitude."
Remus threw Sirius a strange look. "How do you know this?"
Sirius' smile got strained. "I had to perform it on my own clothes, when on the run."
Remus nodded. "But who would try to make it by themselves?" he quickly brushed over the topic.
"I don't know." Sirius shrugged. "But I think it was Ginny."
"WHAT?!"
"Mooney, relax, I was messing with you." Sirius chuckled to himself. "But I do have one idea..."
"Who?" Remus demanded.
"Not saying."Sirius stuck out his tongue, and went upstairs, where his cousin, Nymphadora Tonks was trying her very best to sneak off the chores Molly had given her. When they passed each other, Sirius grabbed her arm.
She turned to him. She had changed her hair to very light brown, and her face was round, and she had made sure that the body looked like she was a bit overweight. But her eyes were very light blue, revealing her true identity.
"If you practice a bit more, then I think you can make a perfect wedding dress and suit as well." Sirius shook his head as he laughed. He let go, still laughing to himself, before Remus was given any clues about who his secret admirer was.
