It had been two weeks since Dumbledore's death and I hadn't spoken to Remus or Charlie. I was too embarrassed by my display in the hospital ward; I wish I had kept my mouth shut. I decided I couldn't hide away for much longer; I had to talk to Charlie and clear the air.

I gave myself a quick once over in the mirror, I needed to look as irresistible as possible if Charlie wasn't going to hate me.

"Hi Molly, is Charlie in?" Molly had no idea her son and I had gotten intimate and then I declared my love for another man, in front of him. So she didn't hate me, well not yet.

"He is upstairs in his bedroom. I'm glad you're here, because he's hardly spoken over the past two weeks. Maybe you can persuade him to come out of his room." She had no idea.

"I don't know how well I will be able to do that. I think him staying in his room is something to do with me." I left Molly with a confused look on her face, before she had a chance to reply to my last comment.

I made my way up the stairs with my heart beating in my chest. I felt so guilty for stomping on his feelings so publicly, but I needed to let Remus know how I felt. It didn't work anyway Remus still refused to talk to me.

"Charlie, are you in there?" I knocked timidly on his door.

"Go away Tonks, you are the last person I want to speak to." His gruff reply came.

"Please Charlie I want to talk to you."

"Well you're not stepping one foot in to this room." Oh God I was going to have to sit in the hallway and explain myself, this really couldn't get much worse. I sat on the floor, leaning against the door, and began to talk.

"Look Charlie, I'm sorry for what I did in the hospital. I was feeling so emotional and I lost the run of myself." There was no reply from inside of the room so I continued talking. "I know it's no excuse. I just want you to know that I wasn't leading you on. I do really like you, it's just I am in love with Remus."

"Is that it?" finally he spoke again.

"Well er no." I was slightly put back by the comment. "I thought I could get over Remus. I mean you were the perfect opportunity, how could you not forget about someone when you're with you? You cute, sexy, very funny and you are the kindest person I know.

"It's just when I saw Fleur telling your Mother she was going to stay with Bill, even though he had been bitten. I just couldn't bear it any more, my emotions just came flying out."

To my surprise I could hear movement in the room and the door flew open, I fell backwards through the entrance and landed on my back. Laughing Charlie helped me up and closed the door behind us.

"I was stupid really to think you could get over Remus." He looked down at his shoes. "I just thought it was just too perfect that I had come home and you had just broken up with Remus. I wanted to pick up from where we left off when I went to Romania."

"You weren't stupid." I put my hand on his arm.

"Yes I was and arrogant. To think that after I left you for so long, that you wouldn't have made a life for yourself. I'm sorry to put you in that situation." He gave me a quick hug.

"You don't have to be sorry about anything, I did kinda rain on your parade in the hospital."

"That's ok, I will have to get you back for it at some point. We've both been really stupid really, haven't we?"

"I have an excuse I am stupid most of the time." I laughed, I was glad this was going well. I don't know what I would do if he decided that he hated me. "Can we please be friends?"

"I will have to think about that really. I'll get my people to call your people with an answer." He said in a mocking manner.

"Oh is that how it's going to be?" I crossed my arms.

"Well if you're up for a bit of a quickie then I might be able to give you may answer quicker."

"I don't think so Mr Weasley; I don't know where that thing has been." I pulled him in for a hug; I was so glad we were friends again. I had missed this for years.

I said good bye and apparated home, today was the day of Dumbledore's funeral and I need to get ready. I still couldn't believe that Dumbledore was dead; the world just didn't feel the same without him.

I had been to so many funerals of late that my clothes were getting worn out. I tried twice to leave the house, but twice I managed to fail. I didn't want to go to the funeral, because that would mean I had to accept he was dead.

I nearly fell over sideways by a loud popping noise in my kitchen; someone had apparated in to my flat.

"Remus what the hell are you doing here?" I found him brushing his suit off.

"I came to talk to you."

"No is definitely not the time. It's Dumbledore's funeral and I need to get going." I was angry he had come to see me now of all times.

"I need to talk to you Nymphadora, please."

"How many times have I told you not to call me Nymphadora? It's Tonks, especially to you." I felt bad, I could see the hurt in his eyes. "I have given up on trying to make you see that I love you. You finally got your way I will leave you alone. Now will you kindly leave me alone?"

"Tonks I love you, I have been stupid all this time."

"Well that's bloody obvious." I couldn't believe he was finally saying this.

"I need you Tonks, I don't know what I would do without you. Can you forgive me, please?" There was a certain amount of desperation in his voice now.

"I might be able to forgive you, but you will have to work hard at it." He suddenly launched himself at me and kissed me hard. My knees went weak and I nearly felt to the floor. Fortunately Remus' grip was tight around my waist. He kissed me like never before, there was almost a hunger in them.

"Before we go Nymphadora there is something I need to ask you about." I was so happy I glossed over the fact he had just called me Nymphadora. I nearly screamed when I saw what he did next.

"Nymphadora Tonks, would you make me the happiest man in the world and marry me?" he was down on one knee and had the most beautiful ring.

"Oh my God Remus, yes of course I will." I wrapped my arms around his neck, once he stood up, and kissed him. I never wanted to stop kissing him.

I went to the Funeral hand in hand with Remus, it made everything more bearable. It was a beautiful funeral and I cried until I thought my throat would give way.