"Boys, I told you that I would help out."

"And you would be helping us out," Fred said.

"An awful lot," George agreed, nodding his head.

"I don't think I would."

"Of course, you would!"

He really wouldn't. Surely, they wanted this to be a success? If they did, they wouldn't be asking him to do this.

Remus disagreed. "I'm not a good speaker."

The twins exchanged looks and then raised an eyebrow at him.

"Of course not, Professor," they said sarcastically.

"Oh, they've got you there," Dora said unhelpfully.

His eyes narrowed at his wife who was just leaning back in a chair, a highly amused look on her face which he did not appreciate.

"Just because I can teach from a lesson plan doesn't mean I can talk to people on the radio."

"You can plan what you want to say," George offered. "If that would make it easier."

"Actually, it's probably a good idea if you do anyway," Fred mused. "It would come across smoother and more put together. Not that you aren't that, Professor."

Remus shook his head. They were bound and determined to make him do this but he wasn't going to let himself be swayed. He wasn't. Even though it would be a good use of his time and fill his days a bit more than what he had been currently doing. Which was read, try and do some work for the Order (not that they could do much on that front) and chat with Dora. Oh, and talk about the baby and trying to organise a room for it. Which involved a lot more organising than they thought because the two spare bedrooms in the house had furniture in it that needed to be moved. The only problem was that there was nowhere to move it to. That, and Dora couldn't do a lot (or any) heavy lifting, they were going to have to ask someone for help. Sure, the weight could be taken care of with featherlight charms but the furniture (wardrobes, beds and the like) were still unwieldy enough that Remus wasn't comfortable using levitating charms in such confined spaces. Maybe something different would be a good thing. It would be something different. Interesting. Something to talk about.

Wait. No. What was he thinking? He wouldn't be able to do this! There was no way! What if people didn't like what he had to say? Or, more pressingly, what if he made a fool of himself? He didn't want to do that!

The twins didn't even realise the crisis their simple question had sent him into - they were too excited and enthusiastic. They were now turning to Dora.

"You'll join us, won't you Tonks?"

"Sure," she agreed easily with a shrug.

Remus gaped at her. "You're going to do it?"

"Yep."

"Just like that?"

"Just like that," she confirmed.

"Really?"

"Why not? It'll be fun. And it's not

like you're going to have an audience staring at you or something."

"That's not the point!" He spluttered.

Actually, that made it even worse, in his opinion. At least in a classroom he was teaching people, answering questions, following a syllabus (as vague as it might have been). Just talking on the radio was something completely different.

"Come on, you can do it," she encouraged. "You can talk about Defence stuff, right?" She looked over to the twins.

"Yeah," Fred said eagerly. "You can teach people how to defend themselves over the air. Or how to identify dark creatures."

"Not that anyone who has already been taught by you needs to learn that," George said proudly.

Remus couldn't help but chuckle at their eagerness. It was quite endearing, actually. He could feel himself start to give in.

"I could teach things like that without being able to physically demonstrate it," he pointed out.

That was his preferred way of teaching after all; actual, practical work. It made it easier to correct small things like speed and angles of flicks and jabs. All things that affected how a spell worked. Anyway, he would be far more comfortable talking about dark creatures and the like, though he was good at and enjoyed teaching defensive spells, but he wasn't sure about how useful that would be. Voldemort didn't exactly use dark creatures in his every day running of the country. Except for dementors but Remus was pretty sure that everyone knew what those looked like now. Unfortunately.

"You'll think of something," said Dora confidently. "You always do."

"You can't say that, I haven't ever done something like this before."

"So now you get the chance to."

Yeah, that wasn't exactly what he wanted.

"Well, what about you?" Remus asked, wanting to get the attention off him.

"What about me?"

"What are you going to be talking about?"

She shrugged again in that unconcerned way of hers that he was, quite frankly, envious of.

"I'll think of something."

"You aren't going to plan?"

How could she not plan? You couldn't just improvise something like this! He knew that she was all about jumping in feet first but this would be ridiculous. You had to plan out what you were going to say or else you were going to sound ridiculous. Well, he would. He didn't think Dora could ever sound ridiculous. Funny? Sure. A bit silly? Yes. But never ridiculous. Even if she didn't plan like some sort of a madwoman.

"It's just a radio show, Remus," she told him, rolling her eyes.

"Excuse me?" Fred said indignantly.

"A good one, I'm sure," she reassured him. "But not something Remus should be freaking out about."

"Definitely not," George agreed.

"It's a no stress kind of thing." Fred added, nodding.

"Delivering facts and a bit of hope."

"A shining light."

"In the darkness."

"A real star."

"Shining bright."

"I said that already," Fred told his twin.

George shook his head. "No, you said 'shining light', I said 'shining bright'. Two different words, my lovely brother."

"So, it is. So, it is."

Remus couldn't help it, he laughed. You couldn't help but laugh with these two around.

"Okay, I'll do it. I'll speak," he said. "Anything to stop you two."

He didn't think that he'd be able to put up with it any longer. Which he had a sneaking suspicion that that had been their goal all along. Those innocent looks of theirs were never a good sign.

He got identical grins in return.

"Perfect!"

"Amazing."

"Wonderful, even," they chorused, exchanging high fives.

Dora gave his arm a squeeze.

"I'm glad you're doing this," she said quietly, giving Fred a high five as he offered her his hand.

Remus did the same with George, feeling the excitement build within him. Maybe this wouldn't be such a bad idea after all.

"I'll let you know how I feel after," he said with a wry smile, making her laugh.

He loved her laugh. He hadn't been hearing a lot of it recently and it was really, really nice to hear. He would have to find ways to make it happen more often.

"It's going to be so much fun," Dora said encouragingly.

The nervous feeling had come back again as he smiled at her. He really hoped so.