A/N: Wow, this is long! Well, I don't own Harry Potter of course and the song mentioned his Her Diamonds by Rob Thomas.

Sirius pulled his shirt over his head, humming thoughtfully. He was in a rather pleasant mood, knowing that Harry would be arriving in mere weeks. He walked out of his room, closing the door behind him before wandering down the corridor.

"Hey, Tonks, going to see Ginny?" He grinned down at the Auror whose hair was a typical bright pink.

"The present-day one actually. Hermione is joining us for a little girl only party for the afternoon. I wish I could bring our little time traveler with us, but you know..." She shrugged sadly.

"Yeah, I'll be stopping in to visit with her soon. It's a great excuse to get out of cleaning, plus she's a sharp girl, reminds loads of Lily." Sirius smiled, thinking of how similar the two redheads were. He had grown rather attached to not only the time traveling Ginny, but also the present one as well.

"Me too." Tonks smiled, turning to leave.

"Oh, wait Tonks, listen I'm still wearing Remus down on this idea but I know you'll be more open to it." He stepped closer, dropping his voice. "I'm sick of this house, and I don't care if I can't go outside per se, but rather just into another safe house."

"What are you playing at, Sirius?" Tonks raised an eyebrow.

"That Moony and I come over for a little relaxation time at your place. Sounds cool, doesn't it? I personally think it will work perfectly. And I know you like the idea." He rocked back and forth on his heels, pleased with himself.

"No." She shook her head, defensively, turning to leave.

"What? What do you mean no?"

"I don't want you at my flat." She stated, moving to the stairs.

Sirius followed, shocked by his cousin's reaction. She would have loved this idea. Unless…

"You're hiding something at your flat!" He laughed in victory, pointing a finger at Tonks.

"What? You're mental."

"No, you don't want Remus and me to see your flat for a reason. So what is it? Slob? No, you wouldn't care if we saw that…Er, how about an odd style? No that doesn't sound right either…"

Tonks sighed, going down the stairs. Sirius continued to follow her down the flights of steps, naming off possible reasons.

"It's not like you have someone hanging around your place."

Tonks tensed up. She quickly regained herself, walking on, but Sirius still noticed the reaction. He smirked, slipping around in front of her and blocking off her path down the stairs. He laughed, shaking his head.

"It's a bloke, isn't it? Tonks has herself a little friend. Wow, I mean I'm not surprised, but why hide it from us?"

"Could you please get out of my way, Sirius?" She growled, clearly ticked off.

"What could possibly be so bad about this guy that you didn't want to tell us? What is he a Death Eater?" He snickered, cutting off her second attempt to push past him.

Pulling out her wand, Tonks sighed, irritated. "One last chance, Sirius."

"Come one, just tell me! Remus! Help-" He was cut off by Tonks shouting a jinx directly at him, sending him flying down the stairs, landing on the ground, tied up like a roasting pig with a gag in his mouth.

"See you later, Sirius." She stated cheerfully as she stepped over his wriggling form.

***

Harry rolled out of bed, rubbing his eyes. Slowly massaging his leg, he took in the room once again. The walls were all bright green, as were the sheets and curtains. Harry had been surprised that it was as calm a color as it was for being in Tonks' flat.

He wandered into the hallway, limping without the use of his cane. He grabbed a towel from the linen closet and made his way to the bathroom.

Shedding his clothes, he examined his appearance. He was in need of a shave and a haircut, his hair reaching his eyes. He looked down at his muscled body, tanned from his and Ginny's holiday a month prior in his time. When he was tanned his scars were a shade lighter than the rest of his skin, such as the locket shape on his chest, the large line that ran across his stomach and the writing on his hand.

He shaved before getting into the shower, reveling in the warmth of the water. He stood in the shower for a long time, thinking about the last time he had seen Ginny; way too long ago. It was nearly two weeks ago. They had both taken the day off and ran around the flat together, with or without clothes the entire time. She had awoken him up early the morning, wearing just his blue button-up shirt and they had sat out on their porch, watching over London as the sun rose over the horizon.

Harry combed out his hair, trimming it a bit with his wand so it ran half-way down his forehead, just enough to cover his scar, and his ears were free of the black mess.

"By the light of the moon, she rubs her eyes..." He murmured, singing to himself. The music that he had heard throughout his ventures across the world had always stuck with him, making him fond of nearly every song.

"Her tears like diamonds…"

He was interrupted by a loud thud outside. Gripping his wand, and pulling up his boxer shorts, he slowly opened the door, silence now drumming against his ears. He crept around the corner, water still trickling down his body.

He glanced from the door to the fallen chair on the floor. Tonks wasn't supposed to be home. A second noise sounded from the kitchen. Keeping his wand raised, Harry approached the door. In one swift motion, he slammed the door open, his wand aimed directly at the throat of the figure he had pinned against the wall.

"Bloody hell!"

"Sorry Tonks." Harry stepped back, easing her back to the ground. He bit back a blush as he realized he was still soaking wet in nothing but his boxer shorts.

Tonks blushed herself, the pink of her cheeks matching her hair. Cracking a smile, Harry laughed. "I thought you were a Death Eater."

"Yeah, well I'm not." She sighed, brushing her now slightly water stained robes.

"I didn't think you were going to be home this early."

"I needed a break. I just spent an hour sitting with Hermione and Ginny while I listened to their boy dramas." She sat down at the table, Harry following her. The fact that Harry was still nearly naked had passed away between them.

"What boy dramas?" He asked.

Tonks rolled her eyes. "Looks like they were both right, you are blind. Anyways, I also have a problem and by me I mean we. Sirius wanted to sneak over here with Remus to get away from headquarters for a while. He finally came to the conclusion that I was hiding a man, more specifically a boyfriend, in my flat."

"I see where this becomes a problem. Especially since Remus might actually agree when he finds out."

"Hey how do you know Remus and I like each other?"

"Future." He sang agitatedly, waving a hand in circles above his head.

She rolled her eyes. "What should we do?"

"Nothing. I'm going to get ready for tonight. Do you have any plans?" He stood up.

"No, I have to go on an inquiry with Mad-Eye this afternoon, but that's it."

"Good, we're going out on an inquiry of our own."

***

"So, you think Tonks has a boyfriend?" Ginny raised her eyebrow, watching Sirius above her cards.

"Yes, why else would she not want Remus and I over there?"

"Because she wants her privacy?"

"No, she's got to be hiding something."

Ginny sighed, dropping her cards. "How long do I have to stay stuck up here? I've been sitting in this room, playing cards for weeks."

"You and me both, kid."

"At least you get to leave your room." She said, glaring at him.

"True. You know Tonks was a bit shady when she said that bag of your stuff just appeared in the entryway." Sirius nodded to the bag that lay open on Ginny's bed.

"Well, considering I just appeared in the drawing room, does it really surprise you? I'm just wondering why there wasn't a note."

"Maybe the future people are afraid of meddling with time too much."

"I guess. Hey, let's a make a deal." Ginny smirked.

"What kind of a deal?"

"I'll help you figure out if Tonks is really hiding a boyfriend there or not, if you let me come with you when you find a way to sneak over to her flat. Deal?"

"I like the way you think, Red, you're even more wicked than your thirteen-year-old self."

"We have the same memories there shouldn't be a difference in how wicked we are."

"…right…" He nodded slowly, standing up. "You get to work on your part of the deal and I'll get to work on mine, starting with convincing Remus."

***

"Come on Tonks, it's not that hard!"

"I did not grow up a muggle, Potter! I don't know how this works!"

"It's hair dye! Not an atomic bomb!"

"What's that?"

Harry groaned. He knew he should have just taken his chances by doing it himself. He had cut it himself anyways. Tonks had an intense look of concentration and joy as she applied the dye to his hair in attempt to change it from its black to auburn red.

"Tell me again why we're doing this?" She asked.

"I can't be recognized by anyone. It'll be gone in a few weeks, don't worry."

"This is exciting. Care to tell me where we're going?"

"Nope."

"You are worse than Mad-Eye." She sighed.

"Constant vigilance."

"Yeah, I'll tell you where you can shove that constant vigilance."

Harry chuckled, careful not to move too much. "So what are you going to look like tonight?"

"I don't know, kid, what are you in the mood for seeing as I'm posing as your woman?" She smirked.

"I do have a thing for blondes, I'll admit."

"Oh, so you want a bad girl?"

"What?"

"I'll be a bad girl, Potter."

"Tonks, this bonding time with you is beginning to frighten me."

Tonks grinned down at him. Harry felt an odd sense of comfort around Tonks. It was partly because he was about the same age as her and it really did feel more like an average friendship, despite the not-so-average circumstances surrounding them.

"Why am I posing as your woman again?"

"I'll tell you if you stop referring to yourself as my woman."

"Fine, fine."

Rolling his eyes, he said, "Because these people will feel inclined to do absolutely anything they please to you if you aren't already 'claimed'." He explained seriously.

"I can handle myself."

"No magic allowed and I'd prefer there to be not wrestling matches."

"Well aren't you just a fun-sucker. All right, I think you can rinse it out now. It's been in long enough."

Harry washed off his hair in the shower before drying it with a towel. He grinned at the sight of him in the mirror, doing a quick drying spell.

"There, now you're nearly fit to be a Weasley, though no red could match theirs'." Tonks smiled at her work, before her eyes grew wide. "How did I not see that earlier? It's huge!"

Tonks lifted Harry's arm, examining his tattoo. 'Marauder' was tattooed in large letters, running down his side, usually covered by his arm.

"Really? I have a few others."

"Show me."

"I have Teddy on my wrist and then there's the one on my back, on my shoulder blade." He turned around, pointing to the black and gray toned design.

"Why, a lion and a lioness?" Tonks asked, observing the tattoo of the two animals beside one another.

"You'll know soon enough, most likely."

Harry found his shirt and pulled it over his head. He checked his watch and walked out of the bathroom to his room with Tonks following him closely. He was concerned that Ron and Hermione's plan wasn't going to work, but he would never know until he tried, of course.

"We're going to be around a rougher crowd, so dress the part. Muggle attire." Harry told her.

"So, heels and leather?"

"Probably." He grinned, going through his rucksack for some proper clothes.

"Oh, I've got to paint my nails red!" Tonks commented, walking out of his room.

"Tonks, just be ready by eleven. I hope you aren't tired because it's going to be a long night." He shouted.

"Bring it on, Potter!"

Harry spent the next few hours making sure everything was ready to go. He would have to make sure Tonks understood how to act and speak when she was with him, otherwise things could get very, very bad.

Harry pulled on his black, leather jacket and lined up his potions, taking an extra dose of everything. He took his high-potent medication for his leg, so he wouldn't need his cane all night. Throwing his rucksack over his shoulder, he stepped out into the hallway, going into the living room.

"Tonks, ready…to…" His mouth fell open, his eyes running along the woman in front of him. Second to Ginny, Tonks was the most beautiful woman in the world.

Her hair was long and blonde, framing her clear face and blue eyes. Her good looks continued down her body, beneath her clothing which consisted of a tight pair of jeans with a black top and jacket to match her thin black, high heels.

"Oh, the look on your face right now." She burst into laughter, shaking Harry out of his trance.

"You look good, Dora." He muttered.

"Now, tell me where we're going? And when you pierced your ears?"

"I didn't." He smirked. "Magic."

"Well, I must say diamond studs work for you."

"Come on, let's go."

Grabbing her by the arm, Harry apparated them both to an alley in London. He kept his arm around Tonks as he led her to the sidewalk. Various people were fluttering up and down the street and sidewalk, many of them drunk or high on who knows what.

"Keep close." He murmured in her ear.

"Don't think I can get much closer, Potter." She muttered back sarcastically as he stopped in front of dingy club with two bulky men in leather coats standing guard.

"Gabriel Thomas, here to see Murdock." He stated, staring down the men.

They both stepped aside, opening the doors, revealing more darkness and the scent of smoke clouded with the pounding of music. Harry and Tonks walked in, Harry's face tense. His arm never left its guarding embrace around her shoulders, clearly worried.

The club was thick with smoke from the smokers swarming the building. Booths lined the room, nearly every booth was filled with odd customers. A large bar was glowing from the side of the dance floor, where dancers were on the elevated platforms and poles, scantily dressed as they moved to the music, attracting the attention of numerous men.

Several men eyed Harry cautiously, increasing the grip on the women they were with. They moved around the dance floor, coming to a booth with a large man tucked in the center. He had short black hair with a mustache and beard to match; his neck was gone, due to his enormity.

"Mr. Murdock." Harry nodded curtly.

"Mr. Gabriel Thomas, pleasure to see you again. What brings you to this time period?" Murdock questioned, his voice rough and deep.

"Business matters, of course." Harry smiled shortly, his lips tight. "I was wondering if you got my package?"

Murdock nodded, snapping his fingers. One of the men that stood guard on the booth moved out of sight, returning with a small, flat package. He handed it to Murdock who examined it before looking up at Harry.

"I trust that our agreement still withstands, even within this time period?"

"Of course, Mr. Murdock. I would never break our agreement. You shall receive payment either within the next two weeks or the moment I return to my proper time. I'm never late."

Murdock held his firm gaze on Harry. "No you aren't, Gabriel." With that, he handed over the brown, wrapped package, which Harry pocketed in his back jeans pocket.

"I invite you to have a drink on me. Would your lady friend here like some fresh company?" The men around Murdock eyed Tonks hungrily. Harry gripped Tonks tighter than ever before.

"Sorry to disappoint, but we must be leaving."

"Very well, take the back door then. It's more discreet." The chubby man pointed to the door two booths over.

"Pleasure doing business with you, Mr. Murdock."

"Always, Gabriel."

Harry pulled Tonks away, exiting the club swiftly. They appeared in an alley where Harry released a sigh of relief. He finally let go of Tonks as he leaned against the brick wall.

"No matter how many times I deal with Murdock, it never gets easier." He chuckled.

"How does he know you from the future if he's here?" Tonks asked.

"The club is a strange place. It's called Diamonds. Even I don't the answer to that. Murdock has been the answer to everything for decades. Nobody remembers a time he wasn't around. Although not many people know about him. He helps me out with cases and things. In return, I keep him a secret, as well as protect him and his men from the law. He's pretty good about not overstepping his boundaries though. Never made me cover up any major crimes, usually just some small money laundering."

"Wow." Tonks sighed, joining Harry against the wall. "So, what's in the package?"

Suddenly Harry's demeanor changed. He seemed to perk up and he stood, moving around so he faced Tonks. He leaned against the wall, a hand on either side of Tonks' head. He leaned in close.

"Someone's here. I'm really, really, really sorry about this. But, please, please go along with this. It's probably our only chance if this is someone dangerous. Trust me, I really don't want to do this, but I have to." He whispered.

Tonks nodded, scanning the alley. Suddenly, as quickly as his demeanor had changed, Harry lifted her off the ground. What surprised Tonks even further was that she was now wearing an especially short, black, leather dress. He lifted her leg, wrapping it around his waist. He stared at her, his eyes clearly portraying his embarrassment as he ran his hand along her thigh.

"Damn, you look good tonight." He barked huskily, his tone obviously shocking Tonks.

He pressed his lips to hers, kissing her what appeared to be fiercely, though his tongue never left his mouth. He moved along to her neck, murmuring directions to her as he went.

"It has to look like we're, well, getting it on. Just picture me as Remus, please, and it'd help me out if you became a red-head really fast."

Her hair became a fierce red, the perfect color Harry needed to continue. He knew someone was watching them and if they didn't believe Harry and Tonks was just a lustful couple, they would come out and question them.

"Gabriel!" Tonks murmured, her arms wrapping around Harry.

He had to hide a laugh by her dramatic act; it was almost enjoyable with her hidden humor. "Damn, you're good." He muttered, loud enough for the hidden person to hear.

"Sorry about this." He whispered to Tonks.

"I'm sorry about this." She returned, her hands going for his jacket, ripping it off and letting it fall to the concrete ground.

"Good job, keep going, you're better at this than me."

"Don't worry, I actually had to do this once. I have no issues taking off my clothes for a stranger." She snickered.

"Good." He sighed; counting the moments until it was over. It wasn't as awkward for Tonks because in her world, Teddy didn't exist, and Harry was her age technically, so she really saw it as two Auror friends saving each other.

Unzipping her dress, she let it fall to the ground before pressing back up against Harry who shed his shirt. She cried out his fake name a few times, but as the minutes passed they were both dying for the act to end.

"This guy must be enjoying watching us." Tonks groaned quietly, as she 'kissed' Harry again.

"Tell me about it. I love you Tonks, but not the way I love my girlfriend." He told her, forcing his hands to roam along her body more, trying to pretend she was wearing more than he lacy undergarments.

"You need to tell me more about her."

"N-wait, I think he's gone."

"Should we stop?"

"No, let's act like we're going to go hook up at home or something, put on your dress. I'm going to leave some fake evidence, I'm sorry they have to come from you."

"You didn't." She groaned, clearly noticing what he had just taken from her.

Laughing like idiots to keep up the act, they both pulled their clothes back on, and with Harry draping his jacket around Tonks they walked out of the alley. A shadow flashed behind them and Harry sighed in relief, leading Tonks back to the alley where he apparated them back to her flat.

When they were back home, they jumped apart. "Agreed that those were the most awkward moments ever?" She commented, her hair back to her favorite pink.

"Agreed. I call dibs on the first shower." Harry ran to the bathroom, followed by Tonks who was throwing her heels.

"Not fair! I feel more disgusted than you!"

"I had to take your bloody knickers and leave them! Now who's more disgusted?"

A/N: Thanks for all the reviews so far! Another question and this one I'll accept two answers and give it to you if you get at least one right:

Who was the person watching Harry and Tonks in alley?

A. Remus Lupin

B. Lucius Malfoy

C. Kingsley Shacklebolt

D. Mad-Eye Moody

E. Dolores Umbridge