A/N ok, first to get something straight that has just about everybody freaking out, Ron and Hermione. Perhaps everybody thinks im to stupid to realize on my own the fact that their characters are still only 15. Ever hear the old saying, "Fools rush in"? anyway, if you had waited till this chapter to bash to idea of the R/Hr pair then you would have read in this chapter how Mrs. Weasley steps in about the wedding, not to mention Hermione's parents. Now most reviews at least bashed the pair with a certain decree of maturity, however, for people like the reviewer szelij, whoever the hell you are, if you don't like it so much then don't review moron. ANYWAY, this is a Harry/ Tonks fic, I hadn't even planned on putting much of Ron and Hermione, the only reason I did was that a few of my reviewers asked me to. SO, as of now I am going to revise and replace the previous chapter and I'm only going to make small mentions of R/Hr from now on. Hope everybody is happy.

Harry was sitting by himself in from of Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream shop, his new Defense Against the Dark Arts book lying open on the table, his eyes moving rapidly over the pages. They had finished shopping for Harry's books robes and potions supplies and were now having a rest from the somewhat stressful day; Harry was still somewhat shocked from the invitation to be a professor at a school he was still two years away from graduating. Harry had inquired to Tonks about this shortly after they had left Gringotts, he figured that having someone as young as Harry teach would require permission from the ministry of magic.

Tonks hadn't had a clue, she was certain that it required special permission of some sort, and the qualifications, though Harry's little adventures over the years certainly gave him more than enough experience.

"It's probably because nobody else would be bold enough to take the job" Tonks was saying, now sitting next to Harry and licking her ice cream. Harry's eye gave a nervous twitch as he watched her slowly ware down the ice cream with her tongue .

"And after what nearly happened to that Umbridge woman I doubt anybody at the Ministry would be stupid enough to allow themselves to be sent to Hogwarts." Tonks let out a giggle at this, it was strange that everybody was so terrified of a teaching position, it seemed silly; though she would certainly never dream of being the DADA teacher.

Harry shook his head and tore his eyes away from Tonks and her ice cream and resumed reading his book. The enormous book was very fast reading to Harry, the way Moody had written it made Harry feel more comfortable, it wasn't just a bunch of spells and nonsense like all the other books he had. The book had a diagram on almost every page to note where on a persons body a certain spell would do the greatest damage, a history of most of the spells and why they were created.

Harry was trying to take in as much of the book as possible, obviously this was the book he would have to use for his teaching position so he felt it would be wise to brush up on the contents of the ominously thick book. They sat there for a nearly an hour, basking in the warm glow of the sun in the summer afternoon, Tonks had pulled her chair against Harry's and was asleep, her head resting on his shoulder. Harry had only been reading the book for a few hours but he had made astounding progress with it. Harry turned his head slightly to look at Tonks and promptly smashed his head against hers, causing Tonks to wake with a start.

"OW! Hey, I was sleeping ya know" Tonks said angrily as she rubbed her head. Harry bit his lip to keep from laughing as he pushed his chair out and stood up, snapping his book shut and stuffing it into a bag. Harry stretched for a moment and Tonks stood up and did the same, letting out a yawn as she tried to keep from dropping off to sleep again while standing.

"You ready to go home?" Harry asked as he grabbed all their bags and made sure they had everything.

"Well it isn't actually my home" Tonks giggled, she rapped her arms around him, partly to hold herself up and partly to make sure she wasn't left behind, "But I'd be happy to go home with you".

Harry tapped the little button on his watch/Portkey and they were instantly standing in the living room of number 12 Grimmauld Place. Harry set down all the bags and collapsed on the couch, Tonks dropping down next to him, pulling her legs up onto the couch and laying down, using Harry as a pillow. Tonks was asleep within five minutes but Harry was remained awake for some time, he had a lot on his mind and he needed to sort it all out.

The most pressing matter, in Harry's eyes, was that fact that he was going to be a teacher. Harry was both anxious and excited about this, being a teacher would be yet another responsibility added to the rather large and heavy pile of things he had to do. Though he did believe that Dumbledore was right in saying that it could be a rewarding experience, and Harry could even get a feel for what being a teacher would be like, if he did a good job he was certain Dumbledore would allow him to return to Hogwarts, after graduation, as a teacher if being an Auror didn't work out. Harry let out sigh at how confused he felt, he decided he would let that particular problem work itself out, Harry had been something like a teacher in the D.A. last year, so it shouldn't be to hard.

The next pressing matter on Harry's mind was beginning to resurrect a once dead subject. Harry had done his best to come to terms with not ever having known his parents, and had really begun to forget the pain it caused him to think about them; but now that Harry was turning sixteen there was going to be a ministry official reading his parents will to him. Harry closed his eyes and thought back to his first year, when he had found the incredible mirror that had shown him his parents; he thought about all the pictures he had of them that he had received from Hagrid and others. Harry thought back to only two months ago when Sirius's will had been read; Harry had been sitting at the table in the kitchen as Dumbledore read off a farewell letter from Sirius followed by a long list of items to various people gathered at Grimmauld Place. Harry had been sitting at the back of the group, silent tears streaming down his face, a far off look in his eyes as if it were all a cruel dream of some kind. Harry was already fighting back tears at the thought of what emotions his parents will would bring forth.

Harry shook his head and rid himself of the taunting image of he and his parents and where they might be today if Voldemort had simply left them alone.

"No way to change the past Harry" he muttered to himself, the words coming from nowhere in particular. Harry looked down at Tonks, who was still sleeping quietly, resting against him; he smiled "Best to look toward the future instead". Tonks stirred slightly in her slumber but quickly settled again, her breathing deep and slow.

Harry sighed and leaned his head back against the couch cushion, his eyes slowly closing as he tried to shut his mind forget everything that was buzzing through his head.

After a few minutes Harry's breathing slowed and his whole body began to relax, Tonks opened her eyes and looked up at him for a moment.

"Rest up now Harry, tomorrow's your birthday, and I've got a busy day planned for you." Tonks reached inside her robes, her fingers rapping around her wand as she conjured some blankets to keep them warm, though she still snuggled up close to Harry as she drifted off to sleep once more.

Harry was awoken by his nose the following morning, he opened his eyes as his nose twitched, sniffing the magical aroma that filled the once dreary house. Harry stretched out his arms and legs and let out a huge yawn as he looked around, he must have been more tired than he realized last night, he had fallen asleep on the couch. Harry blinked and vigorously rubbed the sleep from his eyes as he looked toward the kitchen door, the source of the enticing smell.

The door suddenly burst open and Tonks came striding into the room, she grinned at Harry and bounded over to the couch and jumped onto top of him, landing squarely in his lap.

"Hey sleepyhead" she said in a cheery, childish voice as she rapped her arms around him and sealed her lips to his in a long, deep kiss. When they finally broke Harry had a grin on his face to match Tonks's.

"Happy sixteenth" Tonks practically sang, "You sexy little birthday boy". Tonks giggled at the puzzled look on Harry's face, he still hadn't been awake long enough for it to process that it was indeed his birthday. Harry quickly looked at his watch and discovered he'd been sixteen for almost nine hours. Harry looked around the room as if he expected everything to look different now that he was sixteen, but it all a seemed the same.

"What's that smell Tonks, you aren't actually trying to cook are you?" Harry received a rather powerful smack to the back of his head for this comment, he looked at Tonks who was putting on a very fake expression of hurt.

"I'll have you know I can cook some very tasty meals" Tonks jumped up from Harry's lap, which disappointed him somewhat, and strode toward the kitchen door, "I did make you some breakfast, but if your going to be rude then you can just starve" Tonks gave a devilish grin at the look of horror on Harrys face. He quickly leaped from the couch and made a dash for the kitchen, stumbling through the door after Tonks, Tonks had a satisfied look on her face as she set two plates down on the table. Harry starred for a minute at the delicious food; crisp bacon, sizzling sausage, fresh scrambled eggs, toast with jam, and a cold glass of pumpkin juice.

Harry quickly sat down at the table infront of one of the plates and immediately began devouring the food at a rapid rate. Tonks sat down across from Harry and started on her food, though at a somewhat more restrained fashion than what Harry was doing. Tonks had barely taken a bite of her food by the time Harry was finished, and he was now sitting across the table, though he was leaning forward and eying Tonks's plate of food. Tonks shifted in her seat and set her arm on the table, trying to shield her food as if Harry might suddenly leap across the table.

"You act like you being starved or something Harry, you cant be that hungry" Tonks teased Harry as she slowly cut her sausage into tiny slices, making a big show about eating every piece. Harry endure ten minutes of what he would call torture, Tonks finally finished after what seemed like hours to Harry, she got up and took the plates and set them in the sink, not bothering to clean them.

"So…." Harry asked in a curious tone, "It's my birthday" he said as he voice became low and husky, he slowly rose from his chair and stood close to Tonks, "How bout I unwrap my present" Harry whispered as he slid his hand inside her robes, his fingers barely grazing her skin as the moved across her body. Tonks gave a shudder at Harry's touch; she grabbed Harry's hand just as his fingers began to slide down below the top of her pants. Harry gave a fake pout at this, he could feel Tonks's hand trembling against his.

"Silly boy Harry" Tonks managed to say in a whisper, such a simple touch from Harry had made her cloths feel very restraining; "You don't get any presents till tonight"

Harry gave her a sharp grin as he push her back against the wall, grabbing her by the wrists and pinning her arms; Tonks was shocked and thrilled by such a move from Harry.

"C'mon Nymph" Harry muttered in that low, husky voice, "Maybe just one present to hold me over till tonight" Harry gently touched his lips to hers in a teasing kiss, Tonks's lips parted slightly and Harry leaned forward, slowly pressing his lips to hers in a loving kiss.

The kiss, however, soon became more heated as both began to feel that their cloths were to confining; Tonks parted her lips and Harrys tongue darted out searching for hers, the two quickly becoming engaged in a fierce battle of passion. Harry's fingers were once more roaming across Tonks's body, his hand quickly slipping below the top of her pants once more.

Tonks suddenly broke the kiss as she let out a gasp, her arms wrapped around Harry and her fingernails digging into his back as she held herself against him, biting down on her lip but failing to suppress a loud moan of pleasure.

'Oh God!' she screamed in her head; Tonks tried to concentrate long enough to break away from Harry, but what he was doing was driving her insane.

"H-Harry" She stuttered she felt his magical fingers moving so gently, teasingly across her pleasure point she thought she might explode. Tonks slowly brought her eyes to meet with Harry's.

"Harry, w-we should s-s-stop" She tried to say, but her words were lost as his fingers suddenly delved into her, Tonks's threw her head back, her mouth hanging open as she barely stifled the cry that was begging to escape.

Tonks grabbed Harry's hand and, with the greatest reluctance, slowly began to pull away from him. Once she was sure she had a clear view of both his hands she let go of him and stepped away.

"I told you Harry, you can have your present tonight" Harry groaned loudly at this, the situation had him achingly excited and aroused. Tonks pretended not to notice but it was hard to miss the blush that crept to her face as her eyes moved across his body.

"Besides, I've got a fun day planned for you" Tonks said in a suddenly cheery voice. Harry starred at her for a moment before he smiled, it was his birthday, why not go out and have some fun, there'd be plenty of time for 'presents' later.

"Oh ok" he finally muttered. "What do you have planned for today anyway?" Harry wanted to know what was so fun that it had to come before his special gift.

Tonks smiled as if she were keeping some sort of secret, "Well," she started into a cautious tone, as though not wanting to reveal to much, "First were going to go around Diagon alley for a while, just walk and some time to ourselves. I've got a gift waiting at a shop that I'm going to pick up for you. We'll head over to the leaky cauldron, or maybe somewhere nicer and grab some lunch". Tonks began to get excited as and made it painfully obvious that something spectacular was in store for Harry.

"And, since you got tickets to an event last time, I figured I'd get us some tickets to one or two events." Tonks started out the kitchen door, "Its going to be a fun night, I hope you have enough energy left when he finally get home" Tonks laughed as she left Harry standing in the kitchen, wondering furiously what the 'one or two events' could be. Harry had neglected reading or even caring about the Daily Prophet, so he had no knowledge of what might be going on. He did recall two years ago when the Weasleys had taken him to go see the Quidditch World Cup, but Harry was certain that the World Cup was being hosted by England again so soon.

Harry stood there for a few more minutes then headed out to the living room, sitting down on the couch once more and grabbing his new Defense Against the Dark Arts book. He had only been reading for a few moments when Tonks came bouncing down the stairs.

"Come on Harry" she said cheerfully, "Time to go". Harry closed his book and stood up, marveling for a moment at Tonks, who had abandoned her black witches robes. She was dressed instead in a pair of long, khaki shorts the hugged the curve of her hip, and her black shirt that bore the legend "The Weird Sisters". Her hair was brown and lightly curled today, she had very light green eye shadow on, and the dazzling red lipstick made Harry stare, as if hypnotized.

Harry finally snapped from his daze, Tonks nearly burst out laughing at how awed he was.

"I was getting tired of those stupid robes" She explained "and this isn't some big formal occasion, I'll dress how I please, besides" she said as she turned slightly away from him, teasing him with the full outline of her womanly figure, "You seem to like it".

The color rose in Harry's face as he grinned, clearing his throat and raising the wrist watch portkey.

"Ready to go?" he asked, carefully not looking at her least he might pounce on her. Tonks giggled at his antics and stepped closer to him, gazing up at him for a moment before planting a kiss on him; Harry's lips slightly more red after she pulled back, Tonks nearly broke down at this but managed to keep a straight face.

She wrapped her arm around Harry's and sighed contently as she leaned her head on his should, "Ready" she whispered. Harry mashed the button his portkey watch and they were once again gone from Grimmauld Place.

A/N oh no, I can hear you cry, they special 'present' wasn't this chapter?! Will it be next chapter, or the maybe even the one after that, who know?!?!?!?! Since my admittedly poor attempt at Ron and Hermione romance failed miserably I decided I would try to put in more of Harry and Tonks. please people, don't rush the whole intimacy thing with Harry and Tonks, I plan to make this story stretch far out beyond the summer, into sixth year, and if I don't run out of ideas I may even try to extend the story or write a sequel of Harry in seventh year. But I wont get to far ahead of myself, no idea if I can even manage to get very far into sixth year. Well, I hope every one enjoyed the chapter, just a warning though, I've never done a lemon chapter to please don't be to harsh with me if I seem crude with the intimate moments. Now then, please please PLEASE! Review, thank you.