NinjaTerra: I'm SO sorry for the wait!

Victoire: Terra, tell them about your new New Year's resolution!

NinjaTerra: Yeah. I know it's been 2011 for a few weeks now but this is the first time I've updated since before the New Year, so, here it goes! From now on, I, NinjaTerra, resolve to update Time Turner Mishaps at least once every week unless I have a very good reason. (smiles) Before I start the story, I have a question for you all.

Victoire: Actually, it's more like a poll.

NinjaTerra: Yeah. Anyway, I want to know if you guys think I should bring Scorpius Malfoy back into the past or not. Review or PM me your answers.

Victoire: With that out of the way, let the story that NinjaTerra does not own the characters of begin!

NinjaTerra: …Was that supposed to be the disclaimer?

Victoire: …Yeah…

NinjaTerra: It was pretty bland.

Victoire: OK, then. How about this: Ninja Terra n'est pas JK Rowling, donc, Harry Potter et l'ensemble de ses caractères ne sont pas les siennes.

NinjaTerra: (smiles) Much better. Oh, and before I forget, I need to point out that the beginning of this chapter takes place before the cliff hanger at the end of the last chapter. I don't want anyone getting confused.

Victoire: Now, Onward!

Ch. 7: You got kissed by WHO?

Remus and Tonks were having a very awkward morning. OK. Let me rephrase that. The morning had, in fact, been quite smooth and all together pleasant at first. Tonks, always being the early riser, had gotten out of bed at around 6 o'clock. She had stopped at Remus' room on her way downstairs to the dining room and ended up dragging the unwilling werewolf along with her downstairs.

When they reached the dining room, they were immediately brought warm coffee by a smiling Mrs. Weasley, who had also gotten up early to start making breakfast for a very full house. The future couple chatted cheerfully for a long time (Well, mostly Tonks. Remus preferred to nod in between his sips of coffee, occasionally laughing at Tonks' humor) when, suddenly, it happened. Mrs. Weasley had come bustling into the room, asking Remus if he could help her carry stuff from the kitchen. Tonks, wanting to be helpful, immediately insisted that she would help, too. Remus walked into the kitchen and came out carrying a platter of eggs, setting it gently on the table. Tonks had a less than glamorous entrance. The metamorphmagus strode quickly into the dining room, caring a high plate of bacon when her shoe got caught on the edge of the rug. With a high pitched yelp, Tonks was flung forward, the plate flying out of her hands. She had almost collided face first with the floor when she felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist, catching her before shit hit the ground. Tonks looked up to see Remus smiling, his eyes glinting with amusement. The pink haired witched turned to see that he had also caught her pile of bacon, saving the plate from shattering on the floor. It would have been a cute moment, had it not been interrupted.

"Oh my! You two really are a couple! Don't you agree, Arthur, dear?" Mrs. Weasley cried. Arthur Weasley, who had been sitting in the corner, talking to Bill, glanced up at his name.

"What? Oh, of course, Molly." Mr. Weasley then turned back to his conversation with the oldest of his sons. Molly beamed.

"Such a lovely couple! The wedding must have been wonderful!" Mrs. Weasley then rushed off to continue setting up breakfast. Thus, began Remus and Tonks' awkward morning. Now, that you're all caught up, we can really begin…

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Silence was not a good thing in Nymphadora Tonks' book. Not in the least. Because silence led to awkwardness and awkwardness was bad. So Tonks did not like silence. The pink haired witch shifted uncomfortable in her chair, looking anywhere but at the face of a certain werewolf. Molly's comment had really set her on edge. If Tonks had bothered to look up, she would have noticed that Remus looked to be in a similar state. Yet, some part, deep inside herself, Tonks was jumping for joy. I marry Remus! I marry Remus! The small part of herself chanted. Finally, Tonks dared to take a peek at the man across from her. As she looked up, her eyes immediately locked with his. More awkwardness. Only, this time, Tonks could not look away. So, she did the only thing she could think of. She tried to start a conversation. Tonks cleared her throat.

"Well, um, Remus-" Emphasis on tried.

"YOU DID WHAT?" Tonks and Remus both jumped. This shout was quickly followed by the sound of many feet rushing down the stairs. Suddenly, the dining room door flew open and in stormed a furious looking Ron Weasley dragging a helpless Rose Weasley by her collar. The other children were close behind. Hermione, Ginny, and Victoire looked worried. Teddy looked annoyed. Albus looked a bit surprised. James and Fred II looked stuck somewhere between pity and humor, which didn't really make sense. Hugo looked pretty scared. Lily looked as innocent as ever. Fred and George looked much like James and Fred II. Harry just looked plain confused.

"What's with all the noise?" Molly Weasley exclaimed, rushing into the room. Arthur and Bill looked up from their discussion.

"Ron, what's the matter?" At these words, the mob of kids broke into loud explanations. It was hard to hear what anyone was saying. Tonks could only pick out a few phrases.

"-came in on us-"

"-went to get a book-"

"-playing Truth or Dare-"

"-poor Rosie-"

"-a Slytherin, no less-"

"-no idea what's going on-"

"ROSE WEASLEY KISSED A MALFOY!" Ron exclaimed. That shut everyone up. An echoing silence suddenly descended on the room. Great, more awkwardness. Suddenly, the door behind the kids opened and closed with a creak and a black haired man slid into the room.

"You got kissed by WHO?" the newcomer, Sirius Black, asked. At first, Tonks had thought that Rose's head had been magically replaced with a red light bulb but then realized that the poor girl was blushing like crazy. She started staring at her shoes, which is quite a feat seeing as she was still being half carried by Ron. Then, Tonks suddenly remembered a small bit of information.

"Wait, isn't Rose like 9 years old?"

"Exactly!" Ron nearly screamed. There was a snort from the group of kids. Everyone turned to see Teddy rolling his with his arms crossed. Your son Tonks mentally corrected herself. The concept was still new to her, but Tonks thought she might get used to it. A small smile appeared on her face but it went unnoticed.

"Merlin, Unc- Erm, Ron. You make it sound like they're dating or something. Honestly, it was just a game of Truth or Dare," Teddy said. Ron's face turned red.

"Oh yeah? Then why in Merlin's name was she snogging a Malfoy during a bloody game of Truth or Dare? What, were you playing in their bloody front yard?" The red headed Weasley looked like he was going to explode. Mrs. Weasley gave her youngest son a disapproving look.

"Ronald! Language!"

"Yes, actually. We were in the Malfoy's front yard," Teddy said. The look on Ron's face was priceless. He looked like he had just been hit by the Stunning spell.

"W-wait! What?" Teddy snorted again, but Tonks could see a small smirk playing its way across his features.

"We, as in the Potters, the Weasleys, and I, were playing Truth or Dare in front of Malfoy Manor with Scorpius Malfoy," Teddy said.

"What in the world-"

"-were you doing-"

"-at Malfoy Manor?" the Weasley twins asked. James chose to answer this one.

"Well, Dad had to ask little Scorp's dad for some help on some Aruror project and Aunt Hermione tagged along to check up on his house elves, for the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. Mum thought it might be a good idea if we all tagged along and got to know little Malfoy better." James then flashed Fred II a grin. "We did have fun, didn't we, Fred?" Fred grinned back and both got an evil look in their eyes.

"Oh, yes, Jamsies. Lots and lots of fun." The two started snickering while Albus frowned at them.

"You guys were really mean, you know," he said. James snickered.

"Oh, sorry, Al. I forgot you're best friends with little Scorp. I didn't mean to offend you." Tonks felt her eyes involuntarily widen as did all the other people of the past's eyes as well.

"Wait a minute!" Fred I exclaimed. "You're best friends with a Malfoy?" George turned to face Harry.

"You sure he's yours?" Harry rolled his eyes but he too looked confused. Tonks' surprised look immediately turned to pity when she saw Albus shrink down to the floor under all the strange looks he was getting. So, she decided to take action.

"OK, everyone. Leave Albus alone." Tonks was surprised to find that she was not the only one to say these words. She looked up as Teddy said the directions in unison with her. Their eyes met and after looking into his golden (for now, at least) irises, Tonks couldn't compel herself to turn away. They were like pools of liquid gold, filled with strange and empty feelings hiding just below the surface. People always said that the eyes were the windows to the soul. Suddenly, his bright eyes flashed a deep, dark blue, before the turquoise haired boy quickly turned away, and walked swiftly out the door. But, Tonks knew that color. She had used it a few times before herself when she had felt empty and alone. It was the color of sadness. Tonks made an act to stand up and follow him, but someone had already beaten her to it. Victoire Weasley rushed out the door after Teddy and shut the door behind her with a snap. An echoing silence filled the room after the French Weasley had existed, yet Tonks could not find it in herself to call it awkward. For, there was nothing awkward about that color. That lonely, shadowy blue.

NinjaTerra: A bit of a depressing end, I know, but I hope you enjoyed it. The next chapter will be mostly centered around Teddy and Victoire, just so you know.

Victoire: Thanks for reading!

NinjaTerra: Take us home, Victoire!

Victoire: Examen!

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