A/N: Thanks again for the reviews!
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own
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After Tonks got dressed and fixed her features (green spikey hair with pale green eyes) she went down stairs for breakfast. She saw Molly putting food on the table when she entered the kitchen. Kingsley, Remus, Bill, Charlie, and the twins were already at at the table.
"Where's everyone else?" Tonks asked as she looked around.
"Order duty," said Charlie. "They should be back sometime this afternoon."
"Oh," said Tonks.
She went around the table and sat next to Bill, who was across from Remus.
Remus looked at her when she sat but looked away when he noticed her looking at him.
Breakfast was the usual routine. Fred and George would do something that would upset Molly and Molly would get after them. Everyone was quite used to this by now.
After breakfast, Tonks helped Molly wash the dishes.
"So how did things go with you and Remus?" Molly asked. "You two weren't sitting by each other at breakfast so I didn't know if anything happened."
"Oh, something happened," said Tonks.
"Do tell!" Molly said excitedly.
"Well not all of it was good. He told me he had feelings for me ever since we first met."
"That's great!" said Molly.
"Not really," Tonks continued. "Then he said he can't love me and that I shouldn't get involved. Whatever that means."
"I don't know what he means either," said Molly, passing a plate to Tonks for her to dry. "Did anything else happen?"
Tonks felt a grin creep across her face.
"We kissed."
"That's so wonderful, dear!" Molly said. "Oh I feel like a school girl again! How was it?"
Tonks sighed as she recalled it.
"It was indescribable. He has the softest lips ever, and he's a great kisser."
Molly smiled as she watched Tonks stare dreamily out the window.
"But it can't happen," Tonks whispered.
Molly frowned.
"I'm sure it will happen, dear. Just give it time. It has to happen."
Tonks looked at her and her lips curved into a smile.
"I hope you're right."
That afternoon, Tonks went walking around the house and found herself in the library. No one was in there so she walked through the rows of bookshelves, glancing at all the different titles of books.
She never realized how many books there actually were at 12 Grimmauld Place.
It's like Remus' place of worship, she thought with a smile.
She walked back out of the rows and over to the couch where she saw someone sitting. It was Remus. He was reading one of his books again.
Tonks started to leave when Remus looked up and saw her. Their eyes met.
"I didn't know anyone was in here," he said.
"It's ok," said Tonks. "I was just leaving."
She turned to go.
"Wait, Nymph," Remus called.
Tonks stopped and turned.
"Why don't you stay. You don't have to leave just because I'm in here."
Tonks smiled slightly and walked over to the couch. She sat next to him.
"So what are you doing wondering around in a library?" Remus asked. "It's not really a place someone would find you in."
"I was just bored," said Tonks. "My head hurts a little too."
"Why don't you lay down and rest," he said.
Tonks looked at him and smiled. She turned and leaned back, resting her head on Remus' lap. She felt so comfortable that she changed her hair to a deep velvet red that flowed long.
Remus smiled down at her. "Better?"
Tonks smiled as well. "Much."
Remus began reading again as Tonks layed there. She could feel his slender fingers run through the strands of her hair. She sighed contently as Remus continued playing with her hair.
Suddenly a thought occurred to her. She knew she had to keep asking him, try to get it out of him.
"Remus?"
"Hm?"
Tonks paused.
"Why can't you love me?"
Remus stopped what he was doing and looked down at her.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
Tonks sat up and scooted back, sitting on his lap.
"Don't be stupid," she said as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "You know exactly what I mean. Tell me the truth."
Remus sighed and set his book down. He wrapped his arms around Tonks' middle and looked at her.
"I can't," he said softly.
"Why can't you?" she said. "You must have a reason for not loving me."
"No, Nymph, I do love you." Remus took one of her hands off from around his neck and held it. "I do, but I shouldn't. It's complicated."
"But why can't you just tell me?" She could see the sorrow in his eyes again.
"It's too hard," he whispered.
Tonks leaned in close and kissed him on the cheek. She lingered there closely where she could smell his scent.
"I love you, Remus, and I know you love me too," she whispered. "Why can't we be together?"
Remus put a hand on her face and guided her over to his lips. She could feel the familiarity as they pressed together.
One of his hands found the back of her head and he pulled her closer.
Tonks didn't want to pull away. This was how it should be. This was what they both wanted, yet something was keeping it from happening.
At that moment Tonks didn't care what it was. All she wanted was to stay in Remus' arms and have his tongue be doing what it was doing now in her mouth.
Molly was right, she thought as his kisses moved to her neck. Remus and I are made for each other.