AN: Okay, so you will probably notice that this chapter is a little shorter than the others, I am very sorry about that, but I decided that I'd rather put something up, even if it is only the first half of chapter 4 than nothing at all! The second half of chapter 4 should be up tomorrow night! I hope you enjoy! ...

Tonks stretched out her legs, hearing her knees click as she did so. The scene before her was a familiar one. She'd fallen asleep a million times in front of Gilmore Girls, in recent times especially; it had become a comfort as she nodded off. She had her favourite blanket, that during the day sat on the back of the sofa, wrapped around her lower body, her legs had been curled underneath her. Whilst as always the shoddy curtains that hung over the window by her TV were allowing light to stream in through the gaps. There was just one difference this morning.

Her pillar seemed to be moving…breathing to be exact.

She heard Remus give a soft snort and then inhale deeply before his breathing stooped back to a calming, rhythmic lull. In-out-in-out-in-out – it was constant, never failing or stuttering. She didn't dare to move for fear that once he woke up; this beautiful little scene that she'd woken up to would dissolve around her. Her ear lay just above his heart as she watched her hand slowly move with the rise and fall of his chest.

Her eyelids started to become heavy again as her mind took over and she drifted to some paradise lost, her toes squidged in the sparkling white sand, the waves lapped at her ankles and then retreated in time with breaths inhaled in and out- in and out. They walked hand in hand down the deserted beach, her heart light, no fear of the unknown inhabiting her any more. This was where she was supposed to be, not on this island paradise, but where ever he was.

She slipped further into her subconscious and her breathing matched the pace of his as in her dreams they walked towards their future.

They both awoke much later, still in the same position, the sunlight now fully lighting her dingy living room. It was so bright this time that Tonks opened her eyes once and then shut them again directly. Remus began to pull his arm from around her shoulders, slowly as though trying not to wake her. For a moment she thought about snuggling into him and pretending she was still asleep, but that idea was destroyed as the muscle in her calf went into spasm. She leapt from the sofa and started hobbling around the room on her left leg, whilst trying to rub her right. She tried to walk on it, as her mother had always told her to do, but that just seemed to aggravate it even more.

She'd always wondered when she was growing up, as she'd suffer with cramp fairly regularly, why no witch or wizard had come up with a cure for it, they could travel by floo powder, fly brooms, heal people from within an inch of death, but there was nothing what so ever to stop them from hopping around their living rooms first thing in the morning, screaming "cramp, oh shit, my leg, I've got cramp," whilst a gorgeous hunk of a man sits on the edge of your sofa trying his best to look concerned, though really you can see that he's dying to laugh.

Still it was a better start to her day than yesterday. Yes she had cramp, and she probably looked a mess whilst Remus looked god-like but at least he was here, and she'd woken up beside him. Let her tooth paste attack her shirt, let everyone she met be in a terrible mood, she honestly felt like if Remus was by her side, none of it would even begin to affect her mood.

It felt very much like today was going to be a very different type of day.

She finally sat down on the edge of the sofa, her calf muscle throbbing angrily at being scrunched up most of the night.

"Morning Tonks." Remus did not look like a man who had just slept on a sofa, in fact Remus did not look like a man who had just woken up from slumber at all. He looked fresh and clean, neat and tidy. Everything that Tonks didn't.

"Morning" she offered, merely because it seemed rude to just stare at him and not say something. They both sat staring at each other, whilst a lingering silence began to dissipate through the room, becoming so awkward it was almost tangible. "Well, I guess I should make us some breakfast."

"Indeed, we'll certainly need strength if we are going to get through our planned day!" Tonks smiled feebly and wandered into the kitchen.

Their planned day?

Had she arranged something with Remus and then forgotten about it? That didn't seem likely. Though she wasn't the pour her heart into her diary kind of girl, a date with Remus seemed like something even Tonks would think was noteworthy!

She started to prepare them a simple breakfast of bacon sandwiches, it was decidedly Muggle-ish but at least she'd made a hundred of them for her dad growing up, so she knew it was a safe bet that nothing too drastic would go wrong. As she worked she racked her brains trying to imagine what Remus could have in store for them.

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