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Tonks skipped down the street. Today her hair was bright pink and she was clad in a skin-thight magenta dress that somehow didn't clash with her hair. She was on cloud nine. Or she was as far as you can be when Voldemort is about to take down the Ministry.
Whatever. She wasn't going to think about that now. She was going to think about her date with Remus. She was meeting him at a Muggle restaurant a few blocks away from where she was now. She twirled around a couple times, then tripped over a rock on the sidewalk. Scratch the twirling.
She managed to stumble into the restaurant a couple minutes later. She gasped, her eyes wide as plate saucers. Remus had told her to expect a surprise, but the restaurant was amazing! She felt like a little girl compared to the extravagance. How had Remus been able to afford this?
She looked for him, and spotted him in the corner, wearing his best set of Muggle clothes-they weren't even that shabby.
"Hello, Dora." he greeted.
"Hi Remus." she said as she sat down. "This place is so fancy!"
He shrugged. "No less than you deserve."
She blushed. A waiter ambled over and handed them menus and ordered their drinks.
Tonks grinned. "Hey, Remus."
"Hmm?"
She pointed towards the couple in front of them. "Let's play a game. Try and guess his profession."
He stared, his brow furrowed. "Taxidermist."
"Taxide-what?"
"They stuff dead animals." Remus explained.
"Eww! And why do you think that?"
Remus pointed at the stuffed mink around the fat woman's shoulders. "That thing has been dead for maybe three days. Creepy. And that woman is obviously too old to be his wife, so it's his mother. What other kind of person would still go around with their mother?"
Tonks snorted. "I bet you're right. Wanna find out?"
"What?" said Remus, alarmed.
Tonks tapped the heavyweight man on the shoulder. "Hey, you."
The man turned around. "What?" he snapped.
"I was just wondering if you were a taxide-taxidam-taxi-what was it Remus?"
Remus rolled his eyes through his embarrassment. "Taxidermist."
The man's face broke into a grin. "Why, how did you know?"
Tonks opened her mouth, but Remus stamped on her foot. "I'm, um, a great fan of taxidermy." he lied glibly. "By now it's instinct."
The man reached out his hand. "The name's Errol Thomas. This is my mother, Sally."
Remus was shaking from embarrassment and Tonks from suppressed laughter. "Erm, I'm Remus Lupin, and this is Nymphadora Tonks."
"That's quite a name you got there." said Errol.
Tonks shot him a glare. "Oh look, the waiter's coming." she said pointedly. Errol backed off (not before handing Remus a business card), and they ordered their meals.
Tonks had to go to the bathroom so she could crack up, but after that Tonks and Remus had a great dinner. She had never been happier, although Remus seemed a bit nervous about something.
After dinner the waiter left the check, and Remus reached for his checkbook, his hands shaking.
"Um, Remus, I can pay-"
"I am perfectly capable of paying for your meal, Nymphadora." he cut her off.
Tonks raised her eyebrows. What was wrong with him?
Remus's hands came out of his pocket, not with a pocketbook, but with a little box. He opened the box, and Tonks couldn't breathe. Oh my god.
"Nymphadora Tonks, will you be my bride?"
Tonks was aware of half the restaurant watching them, but Tonks didn't care. He heart had stopped. She had no idea what to say.
She looked up at Remus and saw fear in his eyes. fear of being rejected and shunned, and knew this was the first time Remus had ever fully opened his heart like this since October 31st.
"Tonks threw her arms around his neck. "Yes." she half-sobbed. "Oh, yes, Remus, I'd thought you'd never ask."
He embraced her, and suddenly the entire restaurant was clapping. He slipped the ring onto her finger and gave her a shaky smile.
Now the Muggle restaurant was chanting "Kiss! Kiss!"
Tonks blushed and Remus smiled again. 'Would you like to oblige?"
Tonks pressed her lips onto his and the crowd of eating patrons cheered.
She climbed over the booth, much to the objections of the waiters, and hugged him.
"I'm never going to let go." she informed him.
He grinned. "I didn't say I wanted you to."
And he carried her (making a brief stop to pay for the bill on the way out) all the way to her apartment.
"Can't you stay?" she pouted.
"Wait until marriage, you minx." he teased.
"Hey, you're a Marauder, aren't you? You must have had some broom closet action."
"Well, maybe…"
Tonks grinned. "Who? C'mon, who?"
Remus blushed. "Um, let's just say they remained one of my closest friends. Anyway," he added hastily, "That's all in the past now. I love you know, and it's going to stay that way."
Tonks knew then that those words would stay with her the rest of her life.
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