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A/N: There will probably only be one more chapter after this, so enjoy!
Dinner was a happy affair with everybody together again. Fred and George had been forgiven, much to everyone's surprise. The dark shadow of death was still present, but for the time being, it was pushed into the corner. Remus knew that a talk with Harry was inevitable, but for now it would wait. He stole a glance across the table at Tonks, who had renewed her mealtime nose changes. Beautiful, he thought.
After dinner, everyone drifted off. Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Hermione went upstairs, to the boy's bedroom. They flopped down into chairs or onto beds, and got ready for a good deal of catch up. All of their letters had been very vague in case they were intercepted, but here they could finally talk. Harry had lost a lot of his anger that had been there the previous year. It was replaced with sadness, and he grown up a bit. They talked of many things, the war, Voldemort, and everyday things. The topic of Sirius was avoided for the most part. They all knew that Harry would talk when he was ready, and then it would probably be with Remus more than with them.
Then the conversation took an interesting turn. "Did any of you notice the looks that Remus and Tonks were giving each other at dinner?" asked Hermione.
"Yeah," said Harry, "and when they came to get me, Tonks fell on top of him when we took the Portkey. They didn't get up for a little while."
"It must have been really obvious for Harry to notice!" stated Ginny. "Sorry Harry, but your not the most romantically inclined person I've ever met." She said in response to the glare that Harry was sending her.
"What about Cho?" he asked.
"You just proved my point," smirked Ginny.
"Anyway," said Hermione quickly, "I think that we should help them."
Ron and Harry shot a look at one another, groaned inwardly, and nodded their consent. Ginny looked ecstatic and her and Hermione went off into a corner to make plans. Ron and Harry started to talk about Quidditch. They remained like this until Mrs.Weasley came up and shooed them all off to bed. Right before he fell asleep, Harry thought to himself, must warn Remus about Hermione.
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The next day dawned bright. I'm 16 thought Harry to himself, then Sirius' face floated across his mind. Today was the day, he thought to himself, yes I'm ready to talk about Sirius.
He made his way down stairs to the kitchen where Mrs.Weasley was cooking breakfast. He whispered in Remus' ear that he needed to talk to him, and then sat down next to Tonks (who was sitting very close to Remus). And so after breakfast Remus followed Harry upstairs to an empty room.
"So," started Remus, "umm, what did you want to talk about?"
"Well, I wanted to ask you about Sirius, and also about my dad," said Harry. "I don't really know much about them." So, Remus told him about them. For an hour, Remus told stories about the Marauders and their adventures at Hogwarts. He also told about how life was when Harry was little and about their work for the Order. He finally concluded with, "They were my best friends, more like brothers really." Both of them were teary eyed by this point.
"Harry," Remus started, "Sirius asked me once to look after you if anything ever happened to him. You can come to me whenever you need some thing, well except maybe money." This got a laugh and a thanks.
Harry got up to go when he remembered something, "Remus," Harry said, "just tell Tonks that you like her, because Hermione and Ginny have plans for getting you two together. If it was me I don't think that I'd like to be on the end of the receiving end for that." And with that he left the room, leaving a very surprised Remus behind.
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"I tell her, I tell her not, I tell her, I tell her not," whispered Remus as he sat on a couch, pulling the petals off a flower.
"Tell who what?" asked Tonks coming up behind him.
"Oh, hello," said Remus turning very red, "I was just, well, sit down." He gestured to the space beside him. This is it, he thought to himself, just Do it.
"For a long time now," he started, "I've had feelings for you. I tried to deny it but they were still there. Lately it's been getting stronger, and apparently it's rather obvious, because Harry noticed. I understand if you never want to talk to me again. The age difference is big, really big, and I've told myself that over and over again, but I can't hide from the truth any longer; I love you Nymphadora Tonks!" He said this quickly, and then looked down, blushing brighter than ever.
She was silent for a moment, and then she reached over and tilted up his chin so that he was looking at her. She leaned in slowly and placed a soft kiss on his lips.
"I do believe that the feeling is mutual," she said softly, then went back for more.
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