Well of course, the evening started out peachy. Especially considering Remus decided that he wanted to bite me. Well, playful biting, which I thoroughly enjoyed behind my fake protests. I would tell him to stop and he just kept going. I couldn't take it. God the only thing I wanted to do was him, right then and there. Of course, we couldn't because we then ran into some of our closest friends.

Harry and Draco strolled into the restaurant spotting us easily. They assumidly walked over to our table hand in hand.

"Hello my lovelies," Harry said leaning on the table, "Fancy meeting you here."

We were then shoved into the corner of our booth as Harry slid in next to me and Draco beside Remus. I rolled my eyes at them and greeted them with a friendly smile.

"Have we ordered yet? asked Draco.

"No, we were just deciding." Remus said cheerfully, glad to see his old friends.

"Oi!" a deeply British voice shouted.

Ron and Hermione rushed over to join them. Ron slid in beside Harry and

Hermione beside Draco. Ron panicked when he saw the blonde haired boy. He wasn't quite adjusted to Harry's lifestyle choices yet. But he had promised he would try to be nice.

"What are you two doing here?" asked Remus excitedly.

"Just taking a little break from the Ministry" Hermione said with a sigh.

"You're still working 'Mione?" said Harry, "You should be home, resting, you wouldn't want to tire the little guy out."

Ron grinned broadly as Harry reminded everyone that their first son was on the way.

"Jeez Weasley, you don't waste time, do you?" Draco said through his silent laughter. Ron glared at him, and silence broke over the table.

Remus broke in suddenly, "Well, lets order shall we?"

Meals ordered and drinks dispensed, they all sat around the booth. The table went silent when, while reminiscing, Ron accidentally brought up Sirius.

Hermione broke the silence with a squeak, asking Tonks to join her in the Ladies room excusing themselves from the table telling the guys that the little one was acting up.

"Well that was awkward," sighed Tonks, "I'm glad he got us out of there."

"Yeah, he's mummy's little angel." Hermione said rubbing her stomach.

"Have you picked a name yet?" Tonks asked excitedly.

"Of course is there any other?" Hermione said looking at her stomach

fondly, "Harry's our best friend and he's saved all of our lives on countless occasions. This is our tribute to him, so he'll always know how much we care about him.

Nymphadora's lip quivered. "That's so nice..."

A cough rang out in the silence of the table where the four men sat.

"So... Remus," Harry said straining to start a conversation at the table, "Have you though about popping any questions to our dear Tonks?"

Remus coughed and sputtered Dr. Pepper through his nose. "Popping any what? Whatting a question?" he said burying his nose in his glass and turning slightly away.

"Right, since he's gone officially mad, what do we talk about now?" Draco

said with a raised eyebrow.

Harry could have sworn he heard a cricket chirp and saw a tumbleweed roll by.

The ladies returned with excellent timing, and the food arrived with them. Remus gladly accepted his rare steak, a habit that he had gotten from his werewolf side. Tonks with her angel hair pasta and roasted garden vegetables. Hermione had an Italian vegetable soup and Ron was already slurping down his spaghetti when Draco received his venison in a white wine sauce.

"I hope you know your paying for that." Harry said looking at the small fortune on Draco's plate disapprovingly.

A bottle of red wine was ordered and Ron and Hermione left because the lunch was overextending their lunch hour. The waiter, Josh, collected the plates and left them contemplating dessert.

"You know Draco," Harry said grinning and giving him a suggestive eyebrow, "They only have bad cold ice cream here, I think we should go have a nice warm dessert at home."

"Oh God, I'd thought you'd never ask."

"Good-bye you two," Harry said standing up from the table, "Don't be strangers!"

They left as they had arrived, hand in hand.

"Ooo... I like that idea Remus..." Tonks got up and collected her coat.

"Where are you going?" Remus called after her.

"To get a taxi," she said mischievously, "and be sure to tip the waiter, he had a cute butt."

Remus threw down quite a generous tip for Josh, the waiter with the cute butt, and raced after his beloved Nymphadora.