12th of September 1995

Gwen was just getting ready for bed when she heard three knocks interrupting the silence that filled her room. Remus was with Tonks on another stakeout, and Kreacher would never knock in almost midnight. So it must be Sirius.

"Come in," she invited him, sitting on her bed, looking at the door. The door opened, and Sirius' head peeked cautiously, and then darting to enter her room and close the door. Sirius was shirtless, in a pair of training trousers, his long hair loose. He coughed, preparing himself to talk.

"I came to tell you something very important," he said boldly, as he was strutting through Gwen's room. Gwen just sat there, and looked at him waiting for an answer.

"I talked to Remus," Sirius said, wiggling his eyebrows. "And he told me the funniest thing."

"Is that so?" Gwen pouted, and raised one eyebrow in response.

"Yes, apparently so, my dear friend likes someone," Sirius now sat next to Gwen, looking at her devilishly, mouth stretched into a grin.

"Let me guess. Tonks? Who, apparently so, likes our dear friend Moony," Gwen finished his thoughts before Sirius even had a chance.

"How did you… Oh, you got drunk, and she told you! I knew you were up to something, Doherty," Sirius eyes narrowed.

"She didn't have to tell me. Every time I made a comment about Moony, she smirked, and her hair became more pink, along with the face," Gwen now smiled just out of the provocation. She was winning the bet.

"Well, he didn't tell me directly, either," Sirius said, still looking at Gwen suspiciously.

"So, Black, I win the bet," Gwen now pierced Sirius with her devilish look, and Sirius was stunned for a second.

"Yes, but how about we raise the stakes," he gathered himself again quickly, his eyes fixed on hers, even though he did notice the corner of her lip twitching.

"I'm listening."

"Well, let's see who'll admit it to themselves first, shall we?" Sirius grinned. At that moment, he felt like he was seventeen again. "And the winner gets whatever they want."

"What do you mean?" Gwen asked suspiciously.

"Well… Let's see who'll win first, and then we'll negotiate the terms," his voice was soft, but he was half whispering now. His eyes now roamed from the spot they were focused on, looking Gwen's face expression with a bit too much excitement.

"It's a bet," she raised her eyebrows for a second, giving him his hand in a sign of agreement.

"Pleasure placing bets with you," Sirius took her hand, and she shivered from the touch of his cold skin. And she was a bit too warm. Sirius stood up, flexed a bit, and headed for the exit.

"Just so you know, Sirius," Gwen said, still sitting on her bed. "I'll win this one too."

"I wouldn't be so sure if I was you," he grinned, winked at her, and left the room.

Gwen decided she will definitely have to talk with Tonks about this. Not because of the bet, but because if Remus really likes Tonks back, Sirius might scare him away. And that wouldn't be so good. However, the craziest idea crossed her mind… Maybe Remus will even make a first move. With Sirius persuasion skills… Sirius. What does he have in mind? Raising the stakes. Why is he so sure about this? She must be up next morning to get both Remus and Tonks while they'll be eating their breakfast. Yes. She just has to have them in a same place. And she'll figure it out right on the spot. Perfect plan? Not really, but it's something.

Tonks and Remus were on their stakeout position, sitting on the comfortable cushions. Tonks just finished talking about her day at work, as they shared another chocolate bar she brought. Her hair was dark green, short and pointy. Remus looked at her with amusement in his eyes. However, Remus was really tense because he wanted to talk to Tonks, but didn't know how to start a conversation that would lead to him talking about his lycanthropy. Tonks noticed something is occupying his thoughts.

"So, what's on your mind, Remus?" she said, while she licked her fingers which were covered with traces of melted chocolate. "You're awfully quiet. Has something happened during… your time of the month?" Tonks asked the most obvious question so naively, not knowing how much was Remus hoping she'll mention his lycanthropy. And she wanted to see if he would accept the joke, or is it something serious.

"Well… Hm…" Remus was usually more cool, relaxed, and suave talking. He was surprised how confused he was all of a sudden. "Nothing happened, that's for sure. It feels easier, you know… After 31 years, being aware of what's really going on... It's easier."

"I'm sorry, you said 31… Wow…" Tonks knew he was a werewolf since he was a child, and that he was bitten before Hogwarts. But apart from that, everything else about Remus' early life was a mystery. He mostly talked about his times in Hogwarts, never before it. "So you were four when you…"

"When I got bitten, yes," Remus answered quickly, not wanting to hear Tonks saying those words. For some reason, he again felt ashamed. And he didn't feel like that usually with her. "Almost five."

"Oh…" Tonks didn't know what to say. She was interested in what happened to him, but she noticed how uncomfortable he was. Like he didn't know how to express himself, and he usually had his way with words. "Do you want to talk about it? I mean, we don't have to if you don't want to." Tonks chose to be straight forward. It was something her mother always said to do, just say it straight to someone's face. No hesitation. And it proved to be useful in her Auror training, so she figured it really is the best way.

"No, we can talk about it if you're… Interested," he gave her a small smile, and he noticed her hair getting a bit brighter. He wasn't sure what that meant, but he was sure about how pretty her eyes were, now having a special spark.

"I'm all ears," she returned him a smile, and curled up, crossing her legs.

"Well, as I said, I was almost five years old. The werewolf named Greyback didn't like what my father said about the werewolves, so he decided to teach him a lesson. And… Lesson learned," he sighed loudly, and looked in front of himself. Tonks was heartbroken when she heard his words, and she knew that was only the beginning. "Act cool, let him talk, don't say a word… Don't say something stupid," Tonks thought, biting her lip. Remus didn't notice that. He was too focused on not looking at her to notice anything.

"It was at Greyback's trial. My father said, and I quote, that werewolves are 'soulless, evil, deserving nothing but death' in anger, and Greyback… Well, he didn't like it, so he did what he did in revenge. And of course, nothing was ever the same. My mother, a Muggle, was a teacher, but she quit her job to stay at home with me. Sometimes she would tutor children from a village we would live at the time. We moved a lot, you see…" Remus' ran his hand through his hair, and gave up, now looking at Tonks. She had so many questions in her head at that moment, but she remained calm. She gave Remus a weak smile, and he moved his look instantly. "I don't blame him. My father. He said what he said, and I know that he doesn't think about me like that."

"So, where is he now?" Tonks asked quietly.

"Oh, he's retired, and living near Battersby. You know where that is?" He asked her, not really sure why. He shook her head, confirming she doesn't know. "It's near Middlesbrough. That's the last place we moved before I got accepted at Hogwarts. You know, my parents thought I'll never get in. And I never even dreamed about it."

"But there you are," Tonks said, with a bit bigger smile on her face. Remus noticed that, and smiled back.

"Yes, indeed I am. You see, I don't really have much to say about my life before I met James, Sirius and Peter because there really isn't much to talk about. I mostly spent time with my mother at home. I was never allowed to play with neighbourhood children. I completely understand why, of course," Remus sighed.

"I really don't understand why. You're… normal," Tonks shrugged her shoulders, saying exactly what was on her mind. He is normal. She really couldn't get why he thinks so badly about himself. She would mostly even forget he's a werewolf at all.

"But I'm not, Ny… Tonks," he corrected himself quickly. "I'm not normal. Don't be afraid to say that because it is true. It isn't that hard. I am a monster."

"No, you're not," Tonks just spoke her thoughts, not really sure where this conversation is going. "And I've heard about Greyback. We had to research his file for homework. You know, Scrimgeour is a real prick. Anyway, he is a monster, but you're not."

"But we are the same. I don't get your logic," Remus sad cooly, and Tonks felt a bit frustrated. She didn't like him being so self-deprecating. And she thought that by now he figured she doesn't think badly of him.

"You're not the same. You're not even similar. You just have a… furry little problem," Tonks burst into laughter, and Remus watched her for a second when he joined her. She reminded him of James in that moment. She was so cool with hearing about what happened, that he almost didn't believe it.

"Well… I think what happened torn my family in some way. My mother became tired, worried… She rarely smiled, and she always cried the whole day before the full moon, thinking I didn't notice. My father tried everything to help me, but he only grew bitter and resentful to himself. I appreciate that he tried, but you can't undo this. No one can. I'm grateful to my parents, don't get me wrong. They wanted the best for me…"

Tonks looked at Remus, chewing the hem of her sleeve, focusing on his story, and on staying calm, and silent. Remus was finally taking, and she enjoyed hearing his voice so clear, and hoarse. The more she heard, the more she respected him as a person. He talked about his first transformations, and how his father would go with him, afraid he would hurt his mother. That was breaking Remus' heart, but then, and now, he understood his father. He talked about how his father rarely used magic in front of him, trying not to get Remus' hopes up that he'll ever go to Hogwarts. He talked about how he looked at children playing on the streets, running freely, laughing… And how he thought he'll never have that. Tonks listened Remus talking about his earlier childhood hypnotized. And that wasn't really vigilant of her, was it?

"I guess the night Dumbledore came to our house was the night my father got the chance to feel at least a bit better. He always tried to help me as much as he could with school, magic, supplies. You know he attacked Dumbledore on that night?" Remus said with a half smile on his face, now focusing on Tonks who was still curled up, and chewing the hem of her sleeve. But when she noticed his smirk, she laughed. That meant it's okay to laugh, and she finally felt comfortable to do it without offending Remus.

"He did what? How? And why?" Tonks asked, now shifting in another position. She was now completely turned towards Remus. If something happened outside of that bloody house they've been staring for more than a month now, she wouldn't even notice.

"He tried to stun Dumbledore. He even hit him with one good stun charm, but Dumbledore overpowered him in a second. And my mother, well… She couldn't deal with magic. She sent me to run to my room, and hide. I guess they thought he'll take me away to some werewolf camp, or something. Funny how they tried to protect me from a man who gave me so much. You know, he asked to talk to me privately. I'll never forget it," Remus head tilted, and fell a bit. Tonks followed every word he said, and couldn't even imagine how did he felt in those moments. She thought about a lonely boy of eleven, scared he'll be taken away from his parents, scared of what is happening to him, convinced he'll never become anyone or anything in his life. But she didn't pity him, or anything like that. Tonks now understood perfectly why he was so secretive of his life before Hogwarts. He was so lonely, sad, and scared. And he didn't deserve to feel any of that. Remus just sighed soundly again.

"I told him I know I can't attend Hogwarts, and that I understand why. You see, by that time, I knew exactly what was happening to me, and what I am…"

"Who you are," Tonks blurted. She couldn't stand him talking about himself like he was a thing. Soulless. He was surprised by how quiet, and calm she was. He told her all that, and she corrects him about something that trivial? "Sorry, go on."

"Right... Um… Right. When I told him that, he told me that he knows about my situation, and that he sees no problem with me attending Hogwarts. The only thing he asked me was to be cautious. He didn't even ask me to keep it a secret. I didn't notice that until he asked me to teach, really. Because he didn't ask me to keep it a secret even then. Once he visited me in the hospital wing, and saw James, Sirius, and Peter waiting to see me. He asked me if they know. I lied, but I know he read right through me. I think that Dumbledore is the only living person who can always tell if I lie, actually," Remus said, and started to fidget his wand through his fingers. "James. He always knew. Sirius is oblivious when it comes to that. At least he was. And Peter… Well…"

"Go on with the story! I heard enough of the Marauders shenanigans already, I want to hear the Remus-Lupin-before-Moony story," she nudged him a bit with her fist, smiling. He looked at her, and suddenly felt a wave of warmness. Like he was in a warm bed, covered with the softest, and warmest blankets. And when he thought of that, he instantly thought about her being in bed with him, in his arms. That wasn't the thought he ever expected to have. Not about her, anyway. Not because she was missing, or lacking something. Quite the opposite. He thought of her as she's some kind of an unattainable dream. Someone he couldn't even dream having. And yet, she slipped into his thoughts regularly. Even in the most ridiculous situations, like when he was making tea. He always thought about her fruity teas, and hatred towards his herbal ones. She was a mystery to him, because he didn't understand what was happening to him, and his mind. And she wanted to hear about his childhood. Not his Marauder story, what he thought it would be most interesting to her.

"Alright, alright… Where have I… Oh, yes. Well, he explained how he already had the professors plant the Whomping Willow, make a tunnel to the Shrieking Shack, and build it from scratch. He encouraged the rumours about the house being haunted, because that would mean no one would dare to enter. That is one of the nights I haven't felt asleep not even for a second. I was so excited, and my father was too. He hugged me like never before when Dumbledore left. My mother wasn't so excited because she was afraid for me. And I can't blame her, but later I figured it was the best thing that could happen. You see, when Dumbledore explained her that I will have everything I need provided, and that I only need to ask if there is anything I need. She gave me a good lecture about not being humble, and scared to ask," Remus smiled softly at the memory of his late mother, he saw Tonks smiling shyly. She was so relieved that he was smiling. "Neither my mum or dad thought that I would be given the chance to live a normal life. Well, at least try to live a normal life."

Remus stopped fidgeting his wand, and now looked at it.

"You know, I would never trade this wand for anything," he pointed it at her, but not in a hostile way. It took a few seconds for Tonks to understand he is actually handing it over to her. She took it, and looked at it carefully. It was a beautiful wand, indeed. Subtle with details, cypress. It felt so light. "That wand was always something I saw as a… honour. I was honoured to carry it, and to call it mine. And I until the day I die, I guess."

Tonks handed Remus his wand back, and he started to fidget it through his fingers again. She stared for a second too long at his hands, and gathered her focus again, now looking at him.

"First year was the hardest… The first transformation alone, no one knew. And I had to lie to James, Sirius, and Peter about going away for a few days. As I said, James always recognized when I lied to him. They never admitted it, but I'm sure he was the one who figured first that something is wrong with me vanishing every month. But I was then too scared to tell the truth out loud. Now I have no problem with it. I'm a werewolf, have been for most of my life, and will be until the day I die. It's a fact, and now I see no point in keeping anyone in the dark," Remus sighed, thinking about how Tonks must've been so scared, or disappointed now when she heard all of this. This story was basically the proof he isn't a safe person. Because he wasn't a person in his mind. He saw Tonks' eyes filling with sadness, and instantly thought that she pitied him. But truth was far opposite from that. Tonks was trying to control herself from not hugging him hard. She didn't pity him, she understood him a lot better now.

"I thought that they would instantly ask for me to be kicked out of their room, or even from Hogwarts. And I figured how powerful, and esteemed were the Blacks. Don't ever tell this to Sirius, but I was afraid of him," Remus chuckled. "Until I figured he shares none of the Black family views, anyway. Right before Christmas of our second year, they confronted me. Actually, they cornered me, and refused to let me go without a logical explanation. When James asked me if his assumption about me being a werewolf was true, I was… terrified. Believe me, in those seconds, I already said goodbye to my friends, and life at Hogwarts. My kind is not…"

"Will you stop it, Remus?" Tonks blurted, but didn't regret a thing. "The story is top notch, but you speaking so wrongly about yourself, and speaking about yourself like we're not the same really annoys me."

Remus now looked straight at Tonks, whose hair was turning red. His eyes fluttered, but widened, as he looked at her. That meant she really was annoyed. He couldn't get why. He was only telling the truth.

"I'm… Please change your hair, it's too red," Remus said with a pleading voice. She didn't even notice her hair changed. She gasped, shook her head and turned her hair back to dark green.

"Here, now tell me the story without doing that," she made some funny hand movements, "stupid differentiation. I consider you as my equal." She smiled widely at him now, and Remus was now even more shocked than before. And he felt the urge to hug her. To hold her so tight in his arms. Like she was a plush teddy bear, and he was a small boy again.

"Alright, sorry," he said quietly.

"Don't apologise to me, you should apologise to yourself. But go on," Tonks said, again curling up.

"How to put this in a way that won't get you mad? Hm," Remus thought at loud. "Well, I was not supposed to have friends. Nothing like that. That's why I told you I'm quite sure about myself never having children. I'm not supposed to have them. It's not a part of the deal, you see?"

Tonks frowned again, but let him talk this time. Only one thought kept lingering in her mind; why would he think about himself like that? He is gentle, caring, funny… The only thing wrong with him was his low self-esteem. Every girl would be happy to have a boyfriend… A husband so well-mannered, pure, and interesting. At least she would. She thought about the slip her drunk self made just the other day. When she woke up she remembered exactly how he got to her bed from the library, and how she told Remus he's dreamy.

"It's alright because I made my peace with that fact. Anyway, when I told them the truth, all of them were stunned, but not scared. Sirius wanted to come with me during my next transformation that instant. I would never agree to that. It was before Wolfsbane, and them becoming Animagi. Oh, when I heard that idea… I can't say I wasn't amused, and flattered in a way. Having them as friends was like a prize for being alone before."

Tonks couldn't help herself anymore. She jumped, and wrapped her arms around Remus' neck, almost knocking him down. He was surprised by her sudden emotion outburst, but he sighed, and hugged her back. When he wrapped his arms around her thin waist, he realised how skinny she was, and how he could really wrap her in his arms. Like really wrap her up. And in that moment he realised that Sirius was indeed right. He likes her in every non-friendly way imaginable. When he breathed her scent, smelling like fruit, and warm summer air, he felt the sensation flowing through his body he never, ever felt before. Something that was so strange to feel, and yet the feeling had been so intense. He never felt like that in his life. And then he remembered what Sirius said. In the next moment he admitted to himself; he really was desperately in love. In love with Nymphadora Tonks. A younger, quirky, brilliant Auror, who would never see him in that way. Tonks broke the hug, but she was still quiet.

"I'm sorry… I felt… I'm sorry, I know you're comfortable with people touching you, and I… sorry," she mumbled, and couldn't get her thoughts straight. She didn't even notice how stunned he was by the hug. She stared at her sleeves, but Remus stared right at her. The feeling she just produced in him was still flowing through his body. And all he wanted to do is hug her again, feel her arms around his neck, her body pressed to his. He didn't even mind that she touched his bite mark on his left shoulder. And he always flinched even at the slight pressure on that place. He realised he should say something, so he gathered his thoughts as quickly as he could.

"No, it's alright. Don't apologise for hugging me anymore, please," he asked, trying to keep his voice calm. She lifted her head, and her cheeks were rosy, as her hair instantly changed to his favourite shade of pink. His heart skipped a beat when he saw her eyes sparkling. Because he mistankely thought he is seeing the sad truth in them; she pitied him now. She felt so sorry for him. Of course she did. However, he was so oblivious. The truth was quite opposite. Tonks' eyes sparkled out of happiness. Because she was happy that he finally talked like that to her.

"Right, no more apologies. And I think you should stop with the story here," she said, even though she was quite interested in the rest of the story he obviously wanted to share. But she figured he'll become too uncomfortable with her, and the way he now stared at her proved her thoughts. Or at least, that's what she thought.

"Oh… Alright," Remus muttered, and was on a wrong trail too. He thought that Tonks didn't want to hear more of his sad, pathetic story. Maybe she was repulsed by him now. For a second, he was happy that Snape's the one in charge for the pairings, because he was sure she would never come to Snape, asking him for a favour. But then again, if she'll feel uncomfortable around him, that won't work. He doesn't want her to feel like that. He was a mess now, but he tried to play it cool.

"So, is it my turn to talk then?" Tonks asked, trying to cheer him up, maybe even make him laugh. She will definitely talk about the time she, Charlie and Bill stole Snape's Felix Felicis from his cabinet. And how they never got caught.

"Sure," Remus said, now completely focused on her. As she talked, he felt his heart breaking. Because she couldn't even hear his story until the end. Because he felt like she changed what she thought of him completely now. She knew he was a werewolf, but he always felt like she doesn't really understand what that meant. And now when she does, she wants nothing to do with him. And that's the night Remus' heart put Tonks above all of the things he craved, but thought he would never have.

The following morning Tonks and Remus did their usual breakfast with Gwen. Remus seemed quiet, and distracted, not lifting his look from his plate. Tonks was in a good mood, and she and Gwen chatted brightly. Remus was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't even know what were they talking about. He stood up without even finishing his meal, excused himself, and locked himself into his room. Both Tonks, and Gwen were surprised by his behaviour, but didn't say a thing.

"So… Tonks, I think I'll need your help again," Gwen said, taking a sip of her morning coffee.

"Sure, what is it?" Tonks was a bit worried about Remus' sudden mood swing, but she figured it's because he thought he said too much. And she was glad that she switched the topic, before it became unbearable.

"I think I'll need to leave the house to do some errands. And I thought if you could accompany me. I don't want to get Dumbledore angry, even though I'm not forbidden to leave."

"Oh… Alright, you have my work schedule, so just pick a day, and tell me to be here," Tonks said with a smile, but she sighed sadly after it.

"What is it?" Gwen asked, now thinking that Remus brooding wasn't just the usual him. Tonks lowered her look, but decided not to say anything. She wasn't sure Gwen knew that much about Remus, and she didn't want to betray his trust. If he's telling her his story, that means he does trust her.

"Nothing, just tired. But this coffee… Heaven sent," Tonks chugged the coffee from her mug, and figured it's her time to go. "I must go now, shift starting. And I have to talk to Kingsley, it's time we find out what's with him and Hestia. I'll just change here, and I'll be on my way."

"Oh, right…" Gwen sighed, disappointed. She wanted to talk some more with Tonks. She missed company, even though Sirius has been always somewhere there. But after Harry's letter, and the night of the full moon, even he was distanced, and spent most of the time with Buckbeak. Tonks headed to her room, as she called it, to change. She picked orange jumper, and dark jeans, and now morphed her hair short, and platinum blonde. She didn't hear Remus snoring, or basically any sound from his room. The idea of knocking on his door, and asking is everything alright passed her mind, but she decided not to do it. He was probably asleep, and she'll only wake him up. Tonks now stood in the hallway, looked in the direction of Remus' door, and sighed loudly. She said goodbye to Gwen right before leaving, as she put on her Auror robes.

Tonks entered the Auror Office ten minutes early, but Kingsley was already there. The hall with the cubicles were almost empty, actually. Kingsley, Dawlish, and Williamson were only ones there, and Dawlish and Williamson were just leaving. They greeted her briefly, and Tonks couldn't be happier that she'll finally have some time to talk to Kingsley alone. She marched to his desk, and sat on the chair in his cubicle without greeting, or saying anything. Kingsley looked at her suspiciously.

"Good morning, Tonks," he said flatly. "It's what people usually say, you know?"

"Wotcher, Kingsley," she said, and stuffed her hands under her thighs. "Everything alright?"

"Yes, but I guess I should ask you the same question. You're acting weird," Kingsley's eyebrow rose, and he looked at her waiting the answer.

"Well, I've been wanting to ask you something," Tonks tried to remain calm, but she was really bad at being subtle.

"I'm waiting," Kingsley said, crossing his arms.

"Well, I've noticed you and Hestia got closer. Are you two, like, a thing?"

As soon as he heard that question, Kingsley burst into laughter. Tonks felt ashamed, but still she wanted the answer. The real answer, not him laughing like that.

"Tonks, I thought you noticed that we're partners. It's like I ask you if you and Lupin were a thing," Kingsley said, but his voice tilted a bit.

"A-ha! Now I know you're lying. You see, Moody told me that when your voice tilts like that, that you're most likely not telling the whole story, or the truth at all," Tonks jumped a bit, not paying attention to Kingsley's comment about Remus. Sure, their friendship grew, but they weren't a thing. Or anything.

"Well…" Kingsley put his arms down. "Why are you all of a sudden so interested in my personal life?"

"I'm always interested in your personal life!" Tonks said in her defence, smiling.

"Right," Kingsley said, pouted a bit, and smiled at her.

"So you are a thing?"

"No, we're not. But Hestia is one really interesting woman, I must admit that," Kingsley said cooly, ignoring Tonks eyes widening, and a smile that was now on her face. Gwen was right, apparently.

"Noted," Tonks said devilishly, and stood up.

"Oh, Tonks, this just came in," Kingsley said, and handed her a rolled piece of parchment. Tonks unwraped it, and saw the Scrimgeour new idea. They are going to the Manchester, Glasgow, and Bradford for a week. A tour of raids. That meant she won't make it to the stakeouts. She felt sad a bit when she figured that means she won't be talking to Remus this week. Maybe he'll change his mind about telling her his story by then. She sighed sadly, and looked at Kingsley.

"I'll notify them, since I'll be visiting the House anyway," Kingsley said resolutely. "I advise you to go to home, and get your things because everybody are already on their way to a meeting point in Manchester."

Kingsley stood up, and Tonks nodded. Not really how she wanted to spare next seven days, and this weekend. But it was what she had to do, and to be honest, she missed some actions. Raids they did in London were usually small raids. And if they're going to other cities, that meant the raids were bigger, and therefore more exciting.

"Good, I'll be heading there then, and I'll pick you up at your place. Wait for me there," Kingsley ordered, and Tonks nodded again. She was now sad that she didn't knock on Remus door only half an hour before this. And the thought of him thinking she's avoiding him slowly slipped into her mind. But she couldn't do anything about that now. She followed Kingsley to the Auror Office apparition point. She, as a junior Auror, wasn't allowed to use it, but Kingsley often gave her a free pass. In a second, she was in her apartment, packing her bag for a week ahead of her.

Kingsley entered the Grimmauld place, and found Gwen doing the dishes from the breakfast.

"Good morning, Gwen," he said quietly, expecting Sirius and Remus to be asleep, and it was way to early for Walburga's manic episodes.

"Oh, hi, Kingsley," she greeted him with a smile, turned off the water, and dried her hands magically. "What are you doing here? I don't remember you were supposed to come. Is everything alright?"

"Yes, yes, everything is alright. I just came by to bring you these," he waved with the reports, and put them on the table. "And to inform you that Tonks and I are going to an Auror operation. We won't be available for a week. Since we're forbidden to contact anyone during this kind of operations, Tonks sends her best, too."

"Oh, she was just here… Alright, then Remus and Hestia will work together for a week. I guess Sev won't mind." Gwen didn't even notice that she slipped the Sev in front of someone who didn't know they were friends. Gwen liked Kingsley, and they oftenly joked they must protect Ravenclaw pride together with Emmeline. But they weren't friends, and she knew Snape doesn't consider him as a friend either. Kingsley frowned a bit when he heard her calling Snape like that, but decided not to ask. It's not his business, anyway.

"Yes, I though you can give those reports to Snape. When I met him and Dumbledore, he said he'll stop by on Friday." Kingsley remained cool, and when Gwen heard him calling Snape by his last name, she became aware of her slip.

"Sure, no problem," she smiled. "You hungry? I can pack you something on the go."

"No, but I really would appreciate some coffee in one of those thermos things. Those Muggles really learned how to make their own magic," Kingsley commented with a smiled. He often did tasks that included Muggles, and he learned to blend in with them to be almost unnoticable. And that was something not many wizards could do.

"Of course. Tonks left five of those here, so I'll give you one for her too," Gwen rushed to get the thermos ready, and Kingsley noticed how the house was really clean now. He, as everybody else, knew it had nothing to do with the house owner. Gwen handed Kingsley two thermos, and walked him out, wishing him good luck. She immediately went to the drawing room, where she and Sirius usually did schedule planning to make the changes. She was still curious about what happened tonight, but figured she won't find out that soon. On the other hand, now she can ask Remus to escort her, and maybe talk to him outside of this house, without Sirius behind the corner.

Gwen asked Remus to accompany her when she told the news to him and Sirius over dinner. Sirius looked like he doesn't really care, since Gwen already did all of their job anyway. Remus, however, now looked even more worried than he did in the morning. The fact that Kingsley came here to tell them, and that Tonks didn't mention anything led him to a conclusion that he really did scare her. He already saw this temporary change of partner as something permanent, and his head became heavier with thoughts about Tonks avoiding him. Both Gwen, and Sirius noticed his mood changing, and his look becoming emptier as the conversation went on. Remus, again, excused himself, and was now closed in the library.

"What happened yesterday?" Sirius asked Gwen, worried about Remus.

"I don't know, but he seemed distant since they got here in the morning. And she felt… off," Gwen's eyes were narrowing, as she and Sirius shared a glass of firewhiskey.

"I should talk to him, obviously," Sirius said, and stood up. "And I really hoped to finish that bottle with you tonight."

Gwen frowned at him, rolled her eyes, and shrugged.

"Less drinking, Sirius, and I mean it," her voice was firm. "And, I'll be in my room. Reading."

"Ahh… You're so boring sometimes," Sirius winked at her, and left the room. He reached the library, and opened the door without knocking. He was in his house after all. He found Remus in an armchair, reading, of course. Sirius closed the door quietly, and sat on the couch, looking at Remus who ignored him completely.

"Moony, are you alright?"

"Yes," Remus lied, not even lifting his look even for a bit.

"Moony," Sirius now sounded concerned, but Remus really didn't want to talk to him now.

"I'm fine, Padfoot. Haven't slept well," Remus still didn't look at Sirius. He didn't want to talk about what happened. How he disappointed Tonks, and how he was right about him. He is in love with her, but he was wrong about her. She obviously didn't like him in that way. Even if she did, that's over now. He isn't supposed to have a girlfriend anyway, so why bother? Sirius sighed soundly.

"Look… I see that you're lying, but let it be. If you want to talk I'm here," Sirius knew that you can't really pry Remus to talk if he really doesn't want to. So there is no point in pressuring him. "But whatever happened, I really don't think that you brooding alone will help you. I may be the king of rashness, but you're the master of jumping to wrong conclusions, so maybe another set of eyes on the situation would help you."

Sirius stood up now, expecting Remus to say something, but Remus stayed quiet.

"Very well," Sirius said, and left the library, leaving Remus alone with his self-deprecating thoughts. Remus knew Sirius was right in one, there is no point in brooding alone. But now that was all he wanted, to be left alone. He didn't sleep that night. In fact, Remus spent the whole night reading. Burying himself in books, as he did many times before. His coping mechanism. Isolation, and books.

17th of September 1995

Kingsley took Tonks as her second for the raid in Glasgow. It was the first time for Tonks to be the second in a mission this big, so she was quite serious about it, and proud of herself. Their Auror group included both Dawlish and Williamson, Proudfoot, Savage, Mary and Audrey. Dawlish wasn't pleased with Tonks being the second, since he thought he'll be one, but Kingsley didn't even let him complain. The others were approving of Tonks, especially Mary, and Audrey.

The next raid took place in one of the Death Eaters houses. The owner was in Azkaban, but some of the neighbourhood magic residents reported strange activities happening there. Since the Death Eaters were always interesting for the Aurors, they had to check it out. The house was huge, and Kingsley paired them all up, and they split. Tonks was paired with Kingsley, and they sneaked into the second floor of the mansion. Tonks decided to wear sneakers instead of her clunky boots, because these were high risk missions, and she can't afford to trip over something. She is clumsy enough as it is, there is no need for playing with chances.

"Kings…"

"Shhh…" Kingsley put his finger on his mouth, pointing his head into now closed room. He tapped his ear with his finger, which meant he heard someone there. Tonks nodded, and they were both now pressed against the wall, each on different sides of the door. Kingsley counted to three with his fingers, and he casted a spell on the door. It opened immediately, and they heard three different voices asking the same question.

"Who's there?"

Kingsley nodded to Tonks, gesturing her to cover him. He jumped, and cast a strong stun charm, trying to subdue all of them at once. However, all of them cast strong protective spells, so Kingsley's stun rebounded, and Tonks' protective charm protected both of them. She immediately switched to attacking.

"Stupefy!" she yelled, as Kingsley managed to successfully harm, and overpower one of the three. Her stunner hit the opponent in the arm, so his wand flew across the room. She was focused on the wall when Kingsley's deep voice distracted her.

"Brachiabindo!" his spell bound the wizard without a wand in a second. But, while he did that, the only man standing cast a spell that hit Kingsley in the shoulder.

"Depulso!" Tonks yelled, and hit the caster straight in the chest. He was surely unconscious now. "Incarcerous!" Tonks cast a spell to both unconscious wizards, and jumped to Kingsley's side.

"You alright?" she asked, helping him to stand up.

"Fix my shoulder, will you? I think the bastard broke it," Kingsley said, taking his hand off his shoulder. Tonks nodded. One of the steps in Auror training was studying healing charms. She wasn't perfect doing them, but Moody forced her to practice, and practice all the time. She waved her wand, and blue stream of light flew to Kingsley's shoulder. He moved it, and smiled.

"Much better," he lifted the arm to high five Tonks. She did that a bit less enthusiastic than usual, worried it'll hurt Kingsley. "Let's get Dawlish to clean this mess up. I like pissing him off, just because he questions my authority."

"Wow, now I know never to do that," Tonks said sarcastically, since she knew that authority is something Kingsley really values. Everybody knew that. Well, except Dawlish, apparently.

"Come on, let's sweep this house," Kingsley said, leaving the room. Tonks followed happily, being content of her work here.

After they searched the mansion, and Dawlish and Williamson took the wizards to London for questioning, Auror group returned to the inn they were placed. It turned out that the three wizards were connected to the Death Eater who owned the house, and they planned on breaking into the Ministry to steal his wand. Which meant that they planned to get him out of Azkaban too. Kingsley was worried when the report of the questioning came in, but decided it'll have to wait until they got back to London. He had invited Tonks for a drink of gratitude for her help. Tonks knew that was Kingsley's way of a praise, so she gladly accepted. They were now in a pub, and she drank some cocktail, while Kingsley downed his second beer. Toasts were thrown like nothing; to Kingsley, to Tonks, to the Order…

"Um, you know what I noticed when I was at Grimmauld?" Kingsley asked Tonks with unusual relaxation in his voice.

"That old Walburga is more quiet since the Weasleys moved out?" Tonks laughed under breath.

"Yes, but I didn't mean that. I noticed that Gwen is the only person, well in the Order, that calls Snape by a nickname."

"What? She's not in the Order officially. And I never heard her using some special name for him. Sometimes she would call him Severus, or Sev, but…"

"Exactly!" Kingsley interrupted her. "Nobody calls Snape Severus except Dumbledore, and I've never heard anyone calling him Sev."

Tonks looked at Kingsley suspiciously. But then she figured he's right. Snape didn't have a nickname, if you don't count Snivellus. And she noticed them exchanging looks at the meetings.

"Where are you going with this, King?" Tonks downed her cocktail, and ordered another one.

"Well, they have some strange connection. I just noticed that they are rather close, considering we're talking about Snape."

"I know he was her mentor, or something like that. They worked on potions together, and she's really badass at those. But I don't see…"

Kingsley raised his eyebrows, waiting for Tonks to get his hint. And then she did.

"Oh…" Tonks suddenly remembered Gwen's drunk comment about her type being dark haired, dark eyed, and tall. What if Snape and Gwen are a thing? Like a thing, thing? Tonks jaw dropped. "You think… Oh…"

"I don't know, it was just rather interesting, I must admit," Kingsley clanked his third beer bottle to Tonks' new cocktail glass.

"I still… I don't…" Tonks was confused, but she must admit that Kingsley's theory has some good grounds. "You just gave me a lot to think about."

"Why? You like Snape?" Kingsley scoffed, and laughed heartily. Tonks made a grimace at his words.

"No, of course not. Are you interested in Gwen?" she counter attacked with a question. "Not in that way, no," Kingsley took a sip of his drink, looking like he has more to say. He looked indecisive.

"Spill it, Shacklebolt!"

"Well, the other day when you asked me about Hestia," Kingsley started his sentence, and waited Tonks to nod. "You weren't quite wrong with that. I mean… While she worked in the Ministry we went on a date. Or two. But when she left, she was mostly away, so it stopped. And I guess the age gap is frustrating her…"

"Really? Well I'll be damned..." Tonks muttered, almost spilling her cocktail, and the fact that Gwen was the one noticing them. "But you're not that much older than her!"

"Sixteen years, Tonks," Kingsley said, and sighed. "But us working together in the Order… I don't know, we got closer again."

"Well then, what are you waiting for? Ask her out!" Tonks cheered, and thought about how Gwen will react to this news.

"No, I don't think it's proper, and besides, with the war…"

"All I hear are excuses, and you're terrible with those," Tonks looked at Kingsley matter-of-factly.

"Well… I guess you are right. I'll think about it," Kingsley said giving up.

They finished their drinks, and called it a night. Tonks laid down on the rented bed, which was way too hard. Kingsley's room was next to hers, and she heard him snoring in seconds after they entered the rooms. She smiled, at the thought of fully-clothed Kingsley stretched over the bed, sound asleep. She took a shower, and slipped into her pyjamas. She wrapped herself in the comfy duvet, and thought about what Kingsley said. Everyone, apparently had someone they fancied. If Kingsley's right, even Snape has someone. And she's alone. Well, to be honest, she didn't have much time for dating, but never mind that, she would love to have someone in that way.

Tonks thought about Gwen's story about Felix, or how Sirius once or twice mentioned being in love with Marlene McKinnon, or how close Molly and Arthur were. And now the love was blossoming even in Kingsley's garden. The craziest thought of even Mad-Eye having someone in secret crossed her mind, and she felt like the biggest loser. She was, in the words of others, brilliant and fantastic, but she never found someone who wanted to be with her on long term, or someone who liked her simply because of her. While she thought about the relationships of the Order's members, she figured that she's not the only one alone since Remus was so determined he'll never find love. Tonks had to admit to herself that she was still feeling bad for not checking on Remus that morning. And she got the feeling that he was alone too, feeling just as lonely as she does. She grabbed her wand, and muttered the incantation silently.

"Expecto Patronum."

The silver jack rabbit appeared from her wand, wiggling his nose. Tonks whispered her message into the rabbit's ear, smiling lightly.

"Now find Remus, and get him my message," she said, and the rabbit happily jumped out of the window to find Remus Lupin

Remus was in his room, dressed in his pyjamas, but restless. He couldn't sleep well since Tonks left. He felt so tainted, not good enough, and his dreams were terrible. It wasn't the first time he felt like that, but it was the first time he missed someone in a way he now missed Tonks. He knew she'll be back on Wednesday, and that he's being dramatic, since he has no right to miss her in that way anyway. He was buried in his thoughts, laying on his bed, when a silver jack rabbit hopped through his window right next to him. He flinched, and straighten himself up immediately. Tonks' patronus. This can't be good. The rabbit wiggled its nose, and jumped around. When it finally calmed down, it spoke in Tonks' voice.

"Kingsley snores louder than you. See you soon!"

The jack rabbit disappeared right after delivering the message, and Remus was frozen. He wasn't even sure if that really happened, but figured it really did since he could feel the warmth her patronus left behind it. And the scent of fruit, and summer air filled the room. Like she just left it. His heart started beating faster at once, and he felt happier than… well happier than he felt in a while now. He smiled at what she said, that Kingsley snores louder than him. Then a strange feeling flown through him. How does she know that? Is she sleeping with Kingsley? He felt his ears burning, and his body temperature rising. It was the feeling he had felt before, but they were never this intense. He was usually jealous of James' and Sirius' flying skills, or Sirius' being surrounded by all the pretty girls at Hogwarts. But not like this. He felt like he will explode.

As hard as it was to admit to himself, this was the final proof he needed to finally make his peace with his feelings. He was in love with her. And now he was jealous like a teenage boy, not behaving like a 35-years old werewolf. Not controlling the emotions that overwhelmed him. He jumped from his bed, and left the room. He has to talk to someone, and well, who else is there? He found Sirius in his room, listening to some '70s records quite loudly, but he obviously cast the silencing spell. Gwen was already asleep, so Sirius would never blast his music that loud without it.

"Padfoot, do you have a moment?"

"Oi, for you always, mate" Sirius jumped from his laying position to sit on the bed. "What's bothering you? I guessed you were asleep."

"Well… I can't really sleep these days," Remus finally admitted the truth that Sirius already knew. "Actually, I can't sleep since my last stakeout with Tonks."

"Oh, now we're talking. What happened?" Sirius said, wiggling his eyebrows. "Did you make a move on my baby cousin?"

Remus frowned. He disliked him calling her like that because it only reminded him of the fact she was 22, and he was 35.

"No, I didn't. But I told her some things, about before Hogwarts, you know," Remus sighed. "And I guess she changed her mind about me now."

"Why do you think so?" Sirius frowned hardly, and demanded answers.

"Well… She changed the subject right after I told her how you, James, and Peter…"

"Fuck Peter Pettigrew!" Sirius yelled. "Go on."

"Right… When I told her about that, she decided to close the topic. I guess forever," he lowered his look, and started to fidget his fingers.

"If you did that," he pointed at him. "No wonder she did that. You look like you'd rather kiss Kreacher than talk about this."

Remus looked at Sirius now, confused.

"What do you mean? I don't think…" Remus then thought about himself fidgeting the wand, trying not to look at her, and that hug. Oh, that hug.

"Oh, but you do! Now when I said it, I see that something is on your mind. Maybe she didn't want to force you to talk to her about that? I mean, you didn't even want to tell her that story before our little talk."

Sirius was right, but Remus was still not convinced.

"I don't know, but she's sent me a patronus tonight. Saying that Kingsley snores louder than me. What does that mean?"

Sirius started laughing when he heard Tonks message. He liked her sense of humour, and he found it obvious that she remembered Remus, so she's sent him a message. A message she didn't send to anyone else. Because Gwen is right, she does like him.

"You don't mean Kingsley and she…" Remus started the sentence, but Sirius interrupted him.

"No, I don't think so. I think he fancies Hestia, though. I tried to sweet talk her, just to see if I still have my charms, but she wouldn't budge. And he was looking at me like McGonagall when she was suspicious of us."

Remus felt at least one ton lighter than before. And when he heard Sirius' words, he realised how he really did jump into the worst conclusion there was. She is most likely sleeping in the room next to Kingsley's, not in the same room, or bed with Kingsley. He remained silent, but it only gave Sirius' more reasons to start talking.

"So, you're now jealous? You're still denying you fancy her?"

"I'm not…" Remus couldn't even finish the lie he started. "No, I don't deny it. I must admit you are right. But she doesn't like me like that. I'm sure of that."

"Right, and why is that? Because you jumped into a wrong conclusion just like this with Kingsley?" Sirius fluttered his eyes, feeling helpful for once. He couldn't really help the Order's work, but at least he could help his best friend.

"How did you figure it out?" Remus asked.

"Because you're brighter with her. I get she has that bright, and shiny energy surrounding her, but you've never smiled like that, mate. I was stuck in that horrible place for twelve years, and I see it. It's that obvious. And the subtle looks you were giving her during the meetings. Not so subtle. Or the chocolate bars you hide from me to eat with her."

"How do…"

"I know everything," Sirius said triumphantly, but that wasn't true. Gwen was the one who figured this one out. "And I'm glad you finally admitted this to yourself."

Sirius now remembered the bet he and Gwen had, and how this meant he won. He won, and she lost. The mischievous Padfoot woke up inside him, and grinned like crazy. But his face remained calm. They talked some more about Tonks, but Remus grew more uncomfortable to discuss the topic. However, when Sirius talked about all the things he noticed in his behaviour towards Tonks, he couldn't help himself but notice something. There were similarities in his behaviour with Sirius' behaviour towards Gwen. For instance, Sirius started helping with house chores, and Remus could swear he even saw Sirius making himself some food on his own. And he teased Gwen, his bark like laughter filling the house. Right before they went to bed, and before Remus opened the door of Sirius' room, he turned to look at his best friend.

"Just one more thing… What will you do about Gwen, hm?"

Remus didn't even wait for an answer, because he knew he won't get it. Because Sirius didn't even get what Remus' thought of. In the morning after, Sirius thought about those words while he and Gwen shared a breakfast. However, he still didn't get what Remus meant with them.

22nd of September 1995

Tonks walked into the Ministry along with other Aurors from the unit. Kingsley praised them all, since they captured fifteen suspects, and found a few dark magic, now contraband items. However, their operation prolonged for two days. She was so tired, but more worried. Because she expected to get at least a one-word message from Remus, but he stayed silent. She even got to the right conclusion; that he misunderstood her. She thought she offended him in some way, and that he doesn't want to talk with her anymore. Or that she said something stupid, and now he thinks she's an idiot. Even though, she couldn't really tell what she actually said wrong.

Right after Kingsley sent them home, she went to the Grimmauld Place. It was already evening, 7 o'clock, and she really hoped that Remus will be there. When she entered the house, she noticed most of the lights downstairs were off, and that was odd. She didn't even notice the kitchen light, or that Sirius was preparing dinner today. Gwen caught some cold, so she decided to stay in bed for the whole day. Tonks went upstairs, but found all of the usually occupied rooms empty. She was now a bit scared, because she expected at least Sirius to be there all the time.

Gwen's room was the last one she checked, and was relieved when she found her friend laying in bed.

"Tonks! Come in, I'm so happy to see you!" Gwen greeted her.

"Wotcher, Gwen! I was afraid the aliens abducted all of you. Where are Sirius, and Remus?"

"Remus is on a stakeout with Emmeline, so if you want to see him you'll have to wait. And Sirius should be cooking, or at least trying to cook," Gwen smiled. "How are you? How did the mission go?"

Tonks moaned in discomfort, and jumped to Gwen's bed. But she didn't sit, she laid down next to Gwen, placing her head on her legs.

"I think I made a mistake, and now Remus hates me," she muttered.

"That's nonsense. What did you do?" Gwen said, and started to comfort Tonks, rubbing her shoulder.

"Well… We talked about some pretty… You know, personal things. And I guess he wanted to tell me the whole story, but he didn't seem so comfortable with it, so I changed the subject, and talked about some dumb things I did," Tonks said with a crying voice, but she wasn't crying. Gwen laughed under her breath.

"Yes, well that sounds like Moony. And I heard him walking to Sirius' room on Sunday I think, after a week of brooding alone."

"Sunday? I've sent him my patronus on Sunday. He never sent the answer, or anything, really. Oh, I fucked it all up…"

"Don't be so dramatic, just talk to him when you see him, and ask him what's going on. I doubt he'll lie straight to your face, so…"

Tonks let out a small whine.

"I fucked it up. Stupid, stupid, stupid," Tonks repeated, and Gwen slapped her lightly on her forearm.

"Don't be like that! And besides, why are you so upset?" Gwen found a chance to slip in her theory in a conversation.

"I don't know… I don't want him to think I'm some prejudiced idiot, or something like that," Tonks sighed loudly.

"Tonks… May I ask you something?"

"Sure, what?"

"Are you sure your type is not older, bookwormish, professor type werewolf living in this house?"

Tonks took her head off Gwen's lap, and now was looking at her. She had to admit Remus was attractive to her. Not just by his looks, but by his modesty, funniness, and the spark in his eyes. And his hands. His sense of humour. His warmth. But she didn't get the chance to answer to Gwen's question since Sirius barged into the room.

"Gwen, quick… Oh, Tonksie! I didn't notice you coming in," he frowned. "Oh, two girls in one bed. I like what I'm seeing."

Both Gwen and Tonks rolled their eyes, but Gwen was now uncovering herself. She was in a maxi length silk nightgown, since she spent all day in bed. It wasn't see-through, or lacy, but it complimented her body nicely.

"Sirius, what happened?" She asked.

"Right, old Minnie is here. It's about Snape."

Gwen's eyes widened. She grabbed the robe she usually wore around the house when she was cold, the one that resembled Snape's robe. She ran downstairs bare feet, with both Tonks and Sirius following her. She found Minerva McGonagall in the dining room.

"Oh, here you are, Miss Doherty…" but McGonagall didn't manage to finish her sentence.

"What happened to him? Where is he?" Gwen's voice was a bit too high, and loud. But she was frantic. What if the Death Eaters found out? What if his cover was blown? What if Voldemort…

"Severus was attacked. He's resting in his quarters in Hogwarts…" Another sentence Gwen didn't listen thoroughly was said, as she darted to exit the house. She summoned her wand, and Sirius stood in front of the door.

"Gwen… Are you…"

"Sirius, move, or I swear to everything holy I'll hex you into another dimension," Gwen's wand was in her hands now, and she didn't care that she was in her nightdress, and how treathening this may sound. She summoned her boots, similar to Tonks' only higher, and less clunky. McGonagall, and Tonks stood behind her.

"I'll accompany her," McGonagall said. Dumbledore warned her that if she's going to tell Gwen what happened that she'll most likely want to come to Hogwarts. And if she does, that McGonagall should get her there safely. "Miss Tonks, you should get some sleep, you look really tired. And mister Black, I think your curry's burning."

Sirius instantly smelled the burning curry he left on the stove, but didn't care. He looked at Gwen, and muttered.

"Please, take care of yourself."

Gwen nodded, and she and McGonagall left the house. They apparated to the top of the Astronomy tower, since Dumbledore decided to lift the charm for McGonnagal only.

"Thank you, professor," Gwen said, and smiled to her former transfiguration professor.

"Miss Doherty, I advise you to stay away from professor Umbridge. I presume you know about her," the older witch said, and Gwen nodded.

She then started running down the tower, heading to the dungeons where Snape's quarters were. Her hair was losoe, and it flew behind her, just like her half-opened robes. Some of the students saw her running, but she didn't care about their comment, or what they'll think. She just wanted to get to Snape as soon as possible. She passed the entrance to the Slytherin common room, which was close to the entrance of Snape's quarters. While she did that, she was noticed by Draco Malfoy, and his cronies, who laughed, and probably thought that Snape has a booty call, or some one-on-one tutoring. Gwen didn't care, she entered Snape's office, which was the first room to enter. He wasn't there, but she noticed the light coming from his room. She ran to enter the door of the room, and as soon as she did, her heart felt at peace. Because she found Snape standing there, cursing under his breath, while he took off the bandages from his torso. Of course he took some potions not to feel any of the wounds present. He turned to face her, and was surprised to see her now relieved face. He was, after all, here for only 20 minutes.

"Oh my… Sev, you're alright," Gwen flew across the room, and smashed her body to Snape's, hugging him tightly.

I think this is the longest one, but I couldn't help myself!

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