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Chapter Ten. So close.

Tonks stared at the amber-eyed teacher in front of her. She was sitting in his office, and talking about her obsession with scary books and movies. It had been about two months since she had found out about her feelings towards the man. It was nearly Christmas, and she had just talked to McGonagall about staying at Hogwarts over the holyday. She had been asked to plan a New Year's Eve party for the third years and up. The reason she had been asked, was because of a party Natalia, threw at fifth year. The whole school had been so thrilled about it, and somehow the professors had joined in on it. All she remembers is, a burning headache the day after, and being scared that she might've gotten pregnant. Which she didn't, but she had slept with some guy, and forgotten all about protection. Anyways, McGonagall, had been excited for once, when she had asked Tonks and Natalia to have the party. Charlie had been asked too, but he'd said that he was busy, and then ran away from them. His behavior wasn't as it used to be. "Professor?"

"I hate the professor thing, just call me Remus." He said. Tonks had observed that he didn't really like all the formalities he got from the student body,

"Fine, Remus." Tonks said and smirked at him. "What does love mean to you?"

She didn't know why she asked. Mostly because she needed advise on Charlie, so she needed to hear if he didn't like that.

"That's a big question." He said. "I don't think that love has any limits. If you love someone younger, older, of same sex or anything else, that's okay. You don't have to be scared of it. I think love is love."

"How do you confront your best friend about something personal without him getting mad at you for asking?" Tonks blurted out, without thinking about what he might think.

"It certainly depends on what the problem is." He answered and brushed some hairs out of his face.

Tonks sighed and looked down. She was a bit afraid to share her thoughts, but figured that Remus wouldn't react to it in a bad way. "I think Charlie is gay… Actually I'm pretty sure he is."

"You could wait for him to tell you, but you're properly impatient, because he hasn't been so close to you lately. You should ask him, but don't snap at him or anything. He has to understand that you can be trusted." Remus answered, and got a weird look from Tonks. "I had a friend once that acted strange. I asked him and he said yes."

"All right. I have one more question." Tonks said and smiled. This had nothing to do with her other questions.

"Ask away." Remus said.

"Do you know any good enchantments for disco lights?"

"What..? Oh, actually I do have a really good one. I used it in my dorm, when I was a student. It seems to work great. I can find a book where the spell is in, if you want to?" Remus asked, and walked over to his book shelf. Tonks couldn't keep her eyes of him, as he searched through the books. She loved the way his eyes looked so intense to find what they were searching for. His face looked perfect, his skin looked so soft and she didn't notice the scars everyone else did. His hair looked nice and soft to. She wished she could touch him, his face, hair and arms, without it seemed weird and wrong. She suddenly knew what Wood had gone through to tell her about his sexuality. She shook her head a bit, but she still couldn't get her eyes of Remus.

"What are you looking at?" Remus asked as he looked back at her. He turned around and looked rather confused by her stare.

"Uhmm. Nothing really… special." Tonks stuttered out. She could fell her cheeks get a tad redder, and looked down. What was happening? She never blushed.

Tonks moved her gaze down to the book in his hand. She quickly stood up and walked over to him with jumpy steps. Why, she walked over to him, was a question she couldn't answer. She now was in front of him. She took the book from him and looked slowly up into his beautiful amber eyes. His eyes were filled with emotions that Tonks couldn't understand. There was anxiety hidden deep in there, and there was something she didn't understand covering it. There was another feeling too. A feeling he tried very hard to hide, but Tonks saw the little flicker of desire. That was all she needed to make a move. She started to lean up towards him, and he immediately answered by lowering his face down to hers. They got closer and closer. Twenty, fifteen, ten… There was about five inches between their lips.

Suddenly, someone knocked harshly in the door and opened it hard. Tonks managed to back away, so she was standing in an appropriate distance, in time.

"I'm sorry to interrupt. I have your potion. " Snape's cold voice said behind her.

Tonks looked shortly at Remus, and then turned around to face Snape. "It doesn't matter. I was about to leave anyways. Thanks for the help professor."

Tonks rushed out of the door. They had been so close to kissing, but then that stupid moron Snape interrupted them. She could just imagine how perfect it would have been when their lips finally touched each other. She felt some hot tears burning in her eyes. She didn't understand. Why was she suddenly so soft? She turned to the left and ran towards the Room of Requirements, where she got in, without any problems. She sat down in a brown leather couch, and curled into a ball. Her life felt so difficult. Her dear 'uncle' Sirius was accused of murder, her best friend didn't talk to her about a problem he might have, and she… she was in love with her teacher. Oh great.

She pulled the book, Remus had burrowed her over in her lap and opened it. The pages were in thick paper, that had formed a slightly yellow color. She searched for the chapter about lights. It took her some time, but finally she found it. She had found something about party decorations too. She could definitely use some of those. She started to read about the lights, but she couldn't stop her thoughts from wandering back to her nearly kiss. She remembered the look in his eyes when Snape had appeared. It had been nervous, but also a bit relieved. It made her feel weird. Like he had rejected her, but really hadn't. He made her feel weird, and she thought she just lost a bit of confidence. She was sure now. She loved him.