So this is unfortunately becoming longer than I originally anticipated. Oops

Again, warning: There will be an adult joke in this.

Kingsley dug through his desk drawers. "I had something for you, from Remus. He gave it to me before the Battle, and with everything that has happened since, I hadn't found a chance to give it to you."

"Kingsley, I need your help." She said finally.

Kingsley looked up to see her staring at the awful green carpet in his office. He set down the handful of papers in his hand. "Of course." Kingsley said. "Whatever you need."

"I don't want Remus' house." She said quietly. "I'm not even sure I want Alastor's."

"But won't you need a place to live?" Kingsley asked. "I mean, I'm sure Andromeda will allow you back with her, but surely-"

"Alastor's can't be safe for a baby." Tonks said. "And Remus'- it would feel wrong. If I ever got remarried or anything, it'd be wrong to live in his childhood home."

Kingsley nodded. "I understand that. The paperwork I was talking about, was for Teddy's ownership of Ted's vault. You'll need to sign off on it, seeing as he's obviously not of age. There is another form, that I can find- it would change the ownership of Remus' house from him giving it to you, to it being Teddy's once he becomes 17."

Tonks nodded. "Yes. Teddy deserves to have it, something from his father."

Kingsley nodded. "Now, as for Alastor's house. There's a reason he included a list of spells in that file Whitestone gave you."

"There is?" She asked, looking at him startled.

"Yes. Those spells are probably the counterparts to whatever spells he had placed on the house." Kingsley explained. "It is a nice house, 3 bedrooms- you might want to avoid his until you can find the proper anti-charms, who knows what defenses he placed. It is surprisingly, in a nice neighbourhood. I was over there a few months ago, I needed somewhere to hide when the Death Eaters were looking, and it's really not bad. But, if you do want, you can sign yet another form and simply sell the house to some Muggles."

"Why would I need to sign a form for that?" Tonks asked, curious.

"The Ministry would have to send in a team of curse-breakers to rid the house of its enchantments." Kingsley explained.

"Curse-breakers. I can just ask Bill to help me, couldn't I? If I wanted to move in?"

Kingsley shrugged. "I suppose you could."

"I still don't know."

"Maybe you have to see the place first?"

She nodded. "Maybe. Can we just hand over Remus' house to Teddy for now? There's no time limit if I don't want Alastor's, right?"

Kingsley nodded and then stood. "I'll have to ask Dawlish- he's been made my undersecretary- to get the forms, he'd know where they were better than I do."

Kingsley sat across from her a few moments later, forms in hand. "You're sure you want to sign this?"

She nodded. "Yes. It'd be wrong for me to take the house." She said quietly. "I love Remus, and I always will. But if I ever remarry- Kingsley, it'd be inappropriate on my part to live in that house. It should be left to Teddy."

"Right." Kingsley said, nodding. "Is there something else? You look like you want to say something."

She shook her head and then thought for a moment. "Kingsley, I never asked, and it feels wrong to not know." She began. At the look on his face, she knew that he knew where she was going with this. "How did he die, Kingsley?"

Kingsley was silent. "You don't really want to know-"

"No, I do." She said. "I need to know, Kingsley."

Kingsley sighed. "He fell, from the battlements, we think maybe he was Stunned and that's why he fell. We found him in the courtyard, he died a while after Voldemort called for the hour."

"Did he suffer?" She asked. He stayed silent. "Kingsley, please."

Kingsley shook his head. "I don't believe so."

"Remus!" Kingsley shouted, heading across the courtyard to where he knew Remus had fallen. He dropped beside Remus, muttering healing spells to at least clear the blood on the man's face. "Remus, it's alright, they've called an hour of peace, we can heal you."

Kingsley felt something placed in his hand. He looked down to see Remus' blood covered wedding ring.

"For Dora." Remus whispered.

"Thank you, Kingsley." Tonks said, as she stood by the door, holding the letter Remus had given Kingsley.

"If you need anything, you know where to find me." Kingsley said.

Tonks nodded. "Don't overwork yourself, Kingsley. That was probably the problem with the last few.''

Kingsley smiled. "I'll try not to, but there's always going to be a lot to do."

She was sitting quietly in Charlie's room, her bag opened at her feet. She had slipped Remus' wedding ring onto her thumb and was staring at the letter. She wasn't sure if she wanted to read it, but she also wanted to.

The door opened and Charlie slipped in.

"Hey." He said. "Everything alright?"

She nodded.

"Did everything go alright at the Ministry?" He asked, sinking onto the bed beside her.

She nodded. "I'm going to be moving soon, into Alastor's house. But I think I need Bill's help, he apparently set a load of spells on his house, I need a curse breaker."

Charlie nodded. "If you want help getting your stuff from Romania, I'll help."

"Thanks, Charlie."

"I want to talk to you." Charlie said. "About last night."

Oh please don't. Tonks shut her eyes for a moment. "Charlie, please don't."

"We should talk." Charlie insisted.

She started shaking her head. "It was wrong, Charlie, please-"

"I love you."

"Charlie, please don't." Tonks said. "Don't do this now."

"Then when should I do it?" Charlie asked. "Five years from now? Ten? When, Tonks?"

"I'm sorry, Charlie, I am, I'm just not-"

"Ready?" Charlie asked. "I know. You haven't been ready."

"Charlie,-"

"Listen, I get it. You're not ready, you're grieving."

"I want to be ready." She said quietly. "I want to move on. But Charlie, I'm sorry, I'm not sure I can yet-"

"Really?" Charlie asked. "Because last night-"

"Charlie-"

"Listen, I am sorry that your husband dropped dead in a castle he shouldn't have been in,-"

"I'm sorry?"

"What kind of father, what kind of husband leaves his newborn son and his still recovering wife to fight in a battle he had nothing to do with?"

"How dare you-"

"He didn't have to be there, but he chose to leave you."

"Charlie, that's not fair. He was fighting for us. I wanted to go with him-"

"Well that would have made you Mother of the Year, then."

Tonks looked offended. "At least I tried to fight! You stayed in Romania, hiding like a coward!"

"Dumbledore wanted me there!"

"Oh yes, I forgot that you returned after Dumbledore died- oh wait. You didn't."

You said you wanted to be with me, you said you'd be patient-"

"Well, I also used to think you would be worth the wait!"

She stayed silent for a moment, tears filling her eyes. "And? Am I?"

"Not anymore."

Tonks stormed out of his room, probably heading for the kitchen. Charlie followed right behind her. "I have to leave." He heard her say to Molly. "Thank you, Molly, for everything. Truly."

"Tonks, wait!" Charlie yelled, entering the kitchen after her. "Tonks, please!"

She had already stormed out the back door, and Charlie sighed. "I really messed up, Mum."

"Dear, tea will help you think straight. And then go find her." Molly said, picking up her wand.

"Wait, Mum!" Fred exclaimed from the table. But the wand had shifted, and become a colorful version of...

"What the Bloody Hell?" Bill said. "Fred, is that-?"

"It's a wand." Fred said quickly. "Our trick wand turns into a... wand."

Molly frowned, staring at it. "It doesn't seem right." She said. "Are you aware it looks like a-"

"It's a good way to defuse tension." George quickly said, cutting her off. "For a good laugh. But, it's not ready for the store, so..." He walked over to her, plucking it from her hands.

Charlie groaned. He was happy to be home, but Merlin, one could always count on the twins.