Author's Note: Thank you my loverly-full reviewers!

I had some Writer's block and I felt stupid and I made myself angry and probably my reviewers too, but then my loverly-full friend Victoria helped me out and I'm all better.

Therefore, I shall dedicate this chapter to you, Vic :-)

Let us all take a moment to point and laugh at the hypocrite Emily. "Stoopid! You can't rite or spell!" Apparently, Emily, neither can you. In case you have not noticed, people like this. I am no J.K. Rowling, but I can spell stupid and write. Go ahead, everyone, point and laugh.

Chapter 5-Look, a distraction!

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-Lupin's POV-

As soon as I got home from Diagon Alley, I brewed myself a nice cup of coffee. Shopping, even with 16-year-olds (and one 15-year-old) can be very exhilarating, even when shopping for textbooks. Even Hermione gets over-excited when holding Advanced Transfiguration. Nymphadora (she hates when I call her that, but it sounds more sophisticated than Tonks, in my opinion) even got a little hyperactive after that peppermint ice cream.

After Harry had run upstairs quickly, I offered Molly a cup of coffee too. She gladly accepted. Molly gets awfully stressed out, especially with the twins. I guess she's a little less stressed; they seem to be making a successful life. Even if it isn't exactly what Molly and Arthur had in mind.

When I asked Ron why Harry had run upstairs so quickly, he stuttered and said "Duty calls." As in, he had to go to the bathroom. Why he went upstairs instead of in the room downstairs, I have no idea.

Hermione sat on the couch, reading The Standard Book of Spells: Grade 6. Ron was setting up a game of Exploding Snap, and Ginny was lying on the ground reading The Quibbler. Harry came downstairs as Ginny sat up and tossed her hair nonchalantly. A slight blush crept across Harry's face.

"Come on, Harry, let's play exploding snap," Ron said, motioning for him to sit down.

I left the room at this. Exploding Snap games at Grimmauld Place could get pretty intense. ("You cheated!" "Did not!" "Did too!" "Stop acting like three year olds!" "Look, a distraction!" "Where?" "There!" "Hey that time you cheated!" "Well you deserved it, for falling for that!") I did not want to be in the midst of that.

I walked into my room to put my new old robes away, and was astounded to find a large package sitting on my royal blue duvet cover. I undid the simple wax string to reveal a very nice pair of wine red robes. They looked brand new, and were as soft as a baby's bottom. I picked them and held them to my face and thought, "Who would spend so much money on robes? I do hope it wasn't Harry, I've told him time after time not to spend so much money on me."

And then I saw the note.

---Normal POV---

Harry walked into Lupin's room.

"Dinner," he announced. "Holy cow!" Where'd you get those!" he asked with a humongous grin.

"They...they were my Dad's old robes," Lupin lied. He hoped his nostrils weren't flaring out like they always did when he lied. It was Tonks who told him about this nostril flaring, but maybe Harry hasn't noticed yet.

"They sure are nice," Harry said, his grin stretching ear to ear. "You should wear them more often," he said. He looked like he could barely control his excitement.

"I...think I'm going to take them off for dinner. Don't want to spill anything on them," Lupin said. He just didn't want Tonks to see him in them.

"Good point," Harry said. "But you can spill wine on them though, because it'll just blend right in,"

Lupin smiled and ruffled Harry's hair. "Come on, kid," he said laughing. "I'm hungry."

---Tonks' POV---

Going to Diagon Alley was extremely fun. I hadn't been there since I was seventeen, and things have changed quite a bit. Fred and George's joke shop is amazing. They are going to run Zonko's out of business. The Singing Sweets were amazing; I bought a bunch. Tonight I'm going to sneak one in Ron's mashed potatoes.

Lupin looked at me strangely at dinner. For a second, he almost started to mouth the word "Thanks," but he stopped. I thought he almost liked me, but I laughed at myself for thinking such a stupid thought. He hadn't liked me since he was 18. After all, he broke up with me. I guess all the teasing from James and Sirius about dating a girl three years younger than you finally got to his head.

I noticed Ron digging into his mashed potatoes. I decided to act, or else I'd never get my chance.

"Oh my God!" I exclaimed. "A distraction!" I pointed my index finger into the living room where Hermione's books, Ginny's Quibbler, and Ron and Harry's Exploding Snap were lying.

"Huh?" Ron mumbled with a mouthful of mashed potatoes. Just as I expected, I stuffed a sweet in his pile of potatoes. Harry saw me and smiled; I winked at him.

Ron turned around, looking sour. "I am NOT going to fall for that again!" he said determinedly.

"That's what you said when you were playing Exploding Snap," Ginny pointed out. "But you just did."

Everyone laughed, Harry especially. Ron just looked bitter and ate another bite of mashed potatoes. "Well, I was kidding that time. I'm really not going to fall for it again," he sang. "Tonks..." he began. I smiled.

Hermione laughed. "Did you make those, Tonks? They're brilliant!"

"I bought them," I told her, "from Fred and George's shop. They have and incredible store."

She nodded. "They really are smart. These must have taken a great deal of magic. I suppose their magic really is helpful; they seem to making a great living."

Molly nodded. "At first, I didn't exactly approve of a joke shop. But they absolutely love it. They are making a great deal of money, and expressing their creativity. I'm proud of them," she said, clearing away everyone's finished plates.

I took a glance at Lupin and he looked at me and smiled. My heart gave a flutter. "Oh no..." I thought. "Not again..."

---Normal POV---

Harry, Ron, and Hermione trudged upstairs, with Ginny following. As soon as they reached the room Ginny and Hermione shared, Ginny blurted out, "What is going on? Why do you guys keep sneaking glances at Lupin and Tonks?"

The trio exchanged glances. "Look..." Harry said, pulling out the picture of Lupin and Tonks. Ginny's face lit up.

"Oh my God!" she said. "How cute! We totally have to get them back together! Aw, they're so adorable together! That reminds me of a romance novel I read! The two people were totally in love, and everyone but them could see it! This is so cute!"

"Yep," Hermione agreed. "How did the two people get together in the book?"

"Well, the ending kind of sucked," Ginny explained. "The boy just goes up to her and says 'I love you,' and she's all 'I love you too!' So they grow up and live happily ever after."

"That's not very helpful," Ron shot at her.

"I know it's not," Ginny shot back. She turned to Harry and Hermione. "Romance novels are entertaining, but not a very reliable source for life."

"Yeah," Harry agreed. He took a glance at the clock. "It's kind of late. Let's get to bed. Maybe we can think of some good ideas in the morning.

Ron and Harry said goodnight to the girls and walked into their shared room. "Do you think we can really get them back together?" Ron asked, sliding under the covers. "I hope so," Harry answered. "I sure hope so."

---The Next Day---

Harry awoke peacefully the next morning. Okay, it wasn't peacefully at all-Ginny was banging pots in his face.

"Harry, do you always sleep this much?" she asked.

He shrugged. "I'm making up for all the hours of sleep I lost doing homework in the middle of the night at the Dursley's," he replied.

Ginny laughed. "Come on, breakfast."

They walked downstairs and found everyone else sitting at the table. Lupin was reading a newspaper and drinking coffee, Tonks was showing Ron and Hermione how many different ear styles she could do, and Mrs. Weasley was serving bacon and toast.

Harry and Ginny sat down and joined Tonks, Ron, and Lupin. "Look at his one, it's my favorite," she said. She closed her eyes and looked like she was concentrating very hard for a second. She opened her eyes, and her regular ears were transformed into long, pointy ears.

"Elf!" Ron yelled.

"Yep. Those are my favorite," she said.

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After dinner, Ron started going upstairs. "Harry, come help me pack," he said. He shook his head very slightly left, and then right.

"Oh yeah...I have to pack to," Ginny said. "Help me Hermione."

They rushed upstairs into Ginny and Hermione's room. "What is it, Ron?" asked Hermione.

"What are we going to do when we go to Hogwarts? It's August 27th!" Ron pointed out.

"I hadn't thought of that," Hermione admitted. She sat on the bed and thought hard. The others followed suit.

"I know!" Ginny said suddenly, snapping her fingers. The others jumped in surprise. "I don't know if it will work but..."

"But what?" Harry asked.

"Ron, you'll need to get Hermes from Percy. Hermione, do you know a spell to imitate handwriting?" she asked, pacing.

"Why Hermes? Why not Hedwig or Pig?" Ron asked.

"I know a spell, but I can't do magic out of school!" Hermione said.

"What should I do?" Harry asked.

"Hold on, one at a time," Ginny explained. "We need Hermes because Tonks and Lupin know what Pig and Hedwig look like. Hermione, we only have three days; you won't get expelled for using a minor spell three days before school. Besides, even if you get a warning, you can do magic next year. Harry, you can come with me." Ginny's cheeks flushed a slight pink.

"What's your plan?" Harry asked her.

"We need to get Lupin and Tonks at Hogwarts, right?" she asked.

"Right," the trio answered.

"And there's an empty teacher position, right?"

"Right..."

"So we forge a note from Dumbledore, get the two to teach at Hogwarts, and they realize their love for each other and grow up and live happily ever after," she explained, and the three smiled. "Okay, we have to help them realize their true love, but it'll work."

"So I write a note to Percy asking to borrow Hermes?" Ron asked.

"Right," Ginny said. "Harry and I will write the note. Hermione can make it look like Dumbledore's writing."

The four set to work on their jobs. Ron wrote:

Perce,

Hey, can I borrow Hermes? I need him for a long journey that Pig can't handle. Just send him back and keep Pig. I'll send Hermes back when I'm done, and you can send Pig back.

Thanks,

Ron.

"That's good Ron. But he's your brother; shouldn't you put Love, Ron somewhere in there?"

"Just because he's my brother doesn't mean I'm gonna put 'Love'" Ron replied. "He's still an ignorant prat."

Harry and Ginny were hard at work writing the note. Harry had never sat so close to Ginny in his life. He noticed her hair smelled fruity, and he kicked himself for noticing. Those weren't the types of things he noticed about Hermione.

"Hey, Gin," he said. "This is gonna work, right?"

"It better," she said, looking him straight in the eye. "It's our only hope."

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Wheeee! All finished! That was actually a fun chapter to write, once I got help from Vic. I'm very sorry, but I'm too lazy to do shoutouts. Leave an ultra cool review and I will give you an ultra cool shoutout!