So sorry, guys! It's taken me forever to update, but I know how frustrating it is for me when I'm reading a fanfic I really like, and it never gets finished. So this may be the final chapter. It's really fluffy and cute (if I do say so myself, lol). I might include another chapter where Remus catches Tonks' cold and feels sick during the date. I know a lot of you would like that, so I'll do my best. In the meantime, enjoy and review!

"Ngkt! Ha-mmp!" Tonks made her way to the Grimmauld Place kitchen, stifling two sneezes into the back of her hand. It was one in the morning, and she had woken up stuffy and congested, with her sinuses feeling like they were bursting. Deciding that a cup of tea might help, she slipped on her robe and went downstairs, trying to be quiet. The last thing she wanted was to wake everyone up.

"Hakshoo!" The sneeze came on so suddenly, that Tonks had no time to cover or stifle. The light in the kitchen was on and Remus was sitting at the table, drinking a cup of tea.

"Nymphadora…I thought you were asleep," he said, looking up at her.

"I was," Tonks replied, sniffling. "But I woke up a few minutes ago and couldn't breathe." She reached for a tissue from the box on the table and blew her nose.

"I'll make you some tea," Remus said sympathetically. "Would you like some?"

"Please, that would be great," Tonks said and sat down at the table.

"So, what are you doing up at this hour?" she asked a few minutes later, taking a sip from her cup of tea with honey.

Remus turned away, suddenly looking tense. "I…uh…couldn't sleep. Happens all the time."

"Something on your mind, Remus?" Tonks asked slyly. Perhaps it was evil of her, but she kind of liked to watch the normally calm and collected Remus squirm.

"No, no, absolutely not!" said Remus, forcing a laugh. "I mean, yes, but there's always something on a person's mind, isn't it? Just nothing interesting, a whole lot of boring stuff," he added, with a casual wave of the hand.

Tonks couldn't hold it anymore, and burst into giggles. However, that proved to be unwise, as she was reminded again that she was sick by a loud coughing fit.

"You all right?" Remus asked, and when Tonks nodded, he said, "That's what you get for laughing at me."

"Oh, shut up!" Tonks leaned over and gave him a playful punch on the arm. A moment later, however, the expression on her face changed, as she felt yet another sneeze coming. "Remus?" she said frantically. "Can you…heh…?"

Remus quickly pulled a tissue out of the box and handed it to Tonks. The Auror clamped it around her nose and mouth and sneezed into it, snapping forward.

"Kshew! Ha-ksssh! Heh, heh, hatshew!"

"Bless you, Nymphadora! Er, I mean, Tonks," Remus added after a death glare from the young woman.

"Thank you," said Tonks with a smirk. "God, I feel bloody awful," she groaned, blowing her nose for what felt like the millionth time.

Remus reached over and patted her on the shoulder. "I'm sorry, I wish I had some Pepper-Up to give you."

"Nah, I'll be fine," said Tonks with a slight smile. "If Muggles can get through a cold, so can I."

Remus grinned. "I'll never underestimate another Muggle again."

Tonks laughed, and took another sip of her tea. Noticing Remus' stare on her, she put her cup down and looked at him.

"Go ahead," she said. "You look like you want to say something."

Remus suddenly tensed up again. "Sorry, it's nothing. I just…forget it."

"If you tell me, I'll buy you a bar of Honeydukes chocolate," Tonks grinned.

Remus laughed. "You're way too nosy, you know that? But I'll tell you, mainly because I never turn down free chocolate."

"OK, OK, go ahead!" Tonks said again, laughing.

Remus looked her in the eye, all traces of laughter gone now. "Uh, Nympha—I mean, Tonks…I wanted to ask you if you'd like to have dinner with me sometime. When you're better, I mean," he added quickly.

Tonks' eyes widened, and she almost fell out of her chair in surprise. It wasn't like she was shocked at being asked out. She was actually asked on dates pretty frequently, being a good-looking, vivacious woman. But she never expected it to happen when her nose was red and dripped like a faucet, her hair was matted, and her voice was raw and congested.

"It's all right if you don't want to," Remus said, seeing her hesitation. "I mean, if you don't feel comfortable, we can just be friends—"

"No, no, I'd love to have dinner with you!" Tonks said with a laugh. "I was just taken aback because I've never been asked out when I looked like crap."

"I think you look great. Especially your drippy nose," Remus teased, handing her another tissue.

Tonks swatted at him with her free hand, while wiping at her nose, which had already gotten irritated from all the rubbing and blowing she was doing. Remus seemed to notice that because he reached into his pocket and produced a cloth handkerchief.

"Here you go," he said. "It should be easier on your nose than those tissues."

"Thanks, Remus," Tonks said, incredibly touched. The cloth was very soft and actually felt soothing as she sneezed into it.

"Haptshoo! Heh-tshuh!"

"Bless you," Remus said softly.

"Th-thanks," Tonks replied, with a huge yawn.

"You should probably get some rest now. It's almost two, you're exhausted."

Tonks melted inside at Remus' caretaking, and she grinned at him. "OK, good night, Remus," she said. "And thanks for everything."

"Don't mention it," said Remus. "Feel better, all right?"

Tonks nodded and headed upstairs to bed, feeling sleepier with every step she took. As she climbed into bed, she realized that a bar of chocolate was more than a fair price to pay for a date with Remus.