Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns every right to Harry Potter. I am making no money on this, I simply write this for fun.

A/N: Firstly, thanks to all the reviewers who reviewed my story! You guys all rock hands all her reviewers a large, yummy, delicious cookie. Thanks you guys and please keep reviewing, it keeps me motivated. Now I know this story seems to be going kind of slow but I don't think Remus immeditely fell head over heels in love with Tonks or vice versa. First they have to get to know each other. But I promise,the romance will soon blossom! Until then, here's chapter 3!

Remus wiped the sweat from his brow. He and Sirius had been chasing out all the boggarts in the drawing room for the past hour and they were now up to destroying 18. Remus had no idea so many boggarts could lurk in one place.

"Bloody hell, I'm beat." Sirius sighed heavily, still holding his wand at the ready.

Remus nodded in agreement as a shiny orb came into view suddenly. "Riddikulus!" Remus shouted, pointing his wand towards it. The shiny orb deflated instantly then exploded, as Sirius' Dementor became a shriveled up piece of cloth.

"I think that's finally all of them." Sirius sighed.

"Oh thank heavens." Remus said. He was dead tired and he wanted nothing more than to go upstairs to his welcoming bed and pass out for a couple of hours.

"Well, I've got to go feed Buckbeak." Sirius said.

"Alright." Remus said.

In a faint "pop!" Sirius was gone. Remus made his way to the kitchen, planning on getting a nice glass of water then going upstairs for a much needed rest while Molly and the children finished up in the library. Remus pushed the swinging kitchen door forward and was met with a very pleasant site. Tonks was seated at the kitchen table, brow furrowed in concentration and her face bent over, what looked like, a letter. She had long black hair with deep blue eyes today. She looked up as Remus entered.

"Wotcher Remus." She greeted happily.

"Hello Tonks." Remus responded kindly. "What are you doing here? Don't you have work today?" He asked, peering at the letter briefly before turning around and getting a glass.

"Oh, I have today off so I figured that I should finish writing the letter to Harry's aunt and uncle. Tell me what you think." She said as she stood up and walked over to Remus, holding up the letter.

"Shoot." He said, filling a glass with water and bringing it to his lips.

"Ok,

Dear Mr. And Mrs. Dursley,

It is my pleasure to inform you that you have won the All-England Best-Kept Suburban Lawn Competition. Please call upon 13 Square Garden London at 5:00 p.m. immediately after receiving this letter in order to claim your prize. We look forward to meeting you and presenting you with a trophy and plaque. Best wishes

All-England Best-Kept Suburban Lawn Committee

What do you think?" She asked after she had read the letter.

"Sounds good to me." Remus said, placing the now empty glass in the sink.

"I hope so. I sure hope they take the bait. I hate writing formal letters, especially to Muggles." She said, folding the letter neatly into squares.

"I'm sure they will. You've got nothing to worry about." Remus said friendly.

Tonks beamed at him. "Thanks for the vote of confidence." She said as she turned back to the table. She tripped, however, over her feet and Remus had to lunge forward to catch her before she fell.

"Watch it." He said, pulling Tonks up.

"Thanks." She said, brushing herself off after Remus had let her go. "Told you I was a klutz." She grinned.

Remus laughed lightly. "There's nothing wrong with that."

Tonks smiled as she walked back to the table and placed the letter neatly in a Muggle envelope and licked it shut. She made a disgusting face. "I hate the way these things taste. It's so disgusting!" She stuck out her tongue. Remus couldn't help but laugh at the face Tonks had made. She smiled at him. "Well, I'd better get this in the mail ASAP. The sooner we get Harry, the better." She waved the letter around. "Say, you wouldn't want to accompany me to the Muggle post office, would ya?" She asked.

Remus thought briefly about his warm, comfortable bed awaiting him upstairs but he just couldn't refuse those blue eyes. "Sure, why not?" He gave in.

Tonks looked delighted. "Oh good, I am awful at mailing Muggle post." She said as she gathered up her cloak, which was lying on the table. "Ready?" She cheerfully asked after she had wrapped it around her neck.

"Ready." Remus replied, holding the door open for Tonks.

"Where are you two going?" Molly asked, emerging from the library and looking very sweaty and dirty. She and the kids had been in there all day.

"Just to the Muggle post office to mail this letter to Harry's aunt and uncle." Tonks informed her, holding up the letter.

Molly smiled slightly at them. "Oh…ok." She said, still smiling at them.

Why was Molly smiling like that? "We'll be back soon." Remus told her, eyeing her suspiciously.

"Take your time, take your time." Molly gushed.

Tonks raised an eyebrow towards Remus who returned it with a flabbergasted look of his own. They chose to ignore Molly's strange behavior and walked out of Grimmauld Place. It was a lovely summer afternoon. It wasn't too hot but not too cold.

"Are you alright Remus?" Tonks asked from beside him. She fixed him with a concerned look.

"Yes." He said, trying to sound cheerful.

"Are you sure, you look a bit peaky." Concern etched in her voice.

Remus smiled kindly at her. "I'm fine, just a little tired I guess." This was only the half of it though. In five days would be the full moon and Remus always felt rather ill around that time. But there was no way he was about to divulge that information to Tonks, least not just now. He barely knew her, after all.

Tonks still looked concerned but she didn't bring up Remus' health again. They were right outside of the post office when Remus realized that they were not in Muggle attire. "Hold it Tonks." He held out a hand to stop her from entering. "We're not in Muggle clothes." He said, looking down at his own shaggy robes.

Tonks bit her lip. "Damn. Well, I didn't walk all the way here just to turn around." She said matter-of-factly. And with that she started walking towards the doors.

"Tonks!" Remus called after her, grabbing her arm and spinning her around so that they were face to face. "We can't just go in there in our robes. The Muggles will find it very unusual." He said, lowering his voice as a couple of passing Muggles whispered and looked at the wizard and witch.

Tonks scoffed. "Look, you can wait out here if you like, but I'm going in. If anyone asks, I'm in a play." She said. Before Remus could grab her again, she marched off towards the post office doors.

Remus had no choice but to follow her. What if a Muggle questioned her and didn't believe her excuse about being in a play? What if a Death Eater was lurking inside, ready to pounce on anyone? He walked quickly to catch up with the young witch and tried to ignore the stares and whispers from the Muggles. Remus couldn't help but be a little awed by Tonk's boldness and braveness. She was definitely a rebel.

"Ah, glad you've decided to join." Tonks said, noticing Remus at her heels, a satisfied smile on her lips.

"Well, I just figured…you'd need somebody to back up your story about a play." Remus said sheepishly.

Tonks laughed and the two entered the post office. They entered the lobby where thousands of little post office boxes were built into the wall. Along one of the walls were two large mail slots. One read: Local and the other read :Out of Town.

"I wonder which one this goes into?" Tonks wondered aloud as she withdrew the letter she had written earlier from her inside pocket.

Remus didn't have the faintest idea. His father had been a Muggle but he had never set foot in a Muggle post office before and he wasn't quite sure how Muggle post worked. Remus tried to remember Muggle Studies but he couldn't remember anything about how to mail a regular letter. "I think it goes in the Out of Town slot Tonks." He finally said.

Tonks looked at him. "You think?"

Remus nodded. "Yea, I think so. Surrey isn't local so it can only be the other slot couldn't it?"

Tonks smiled and shrugged. "Well, if you think so." She pushed the letter into the slot. "I hope they get it soon." She said as her and Remus turned to exit the post office, followed by stares by the Muggles.

"Well, that wasn't so bad now was it?" Tonks said after her and Remus were well out of earshot of other Muggles.

"No, but that was very rash of you Tonks. To go into a Muggle-filled building in your robes? What would Moody say?" Remus looked at her.

Tonks looked at him. "You went with me so you'd be just as guilty as I would be if we had been caught." She teased.

Remus smiled. They reached numbers 11 and 13 and they each concentrated on the address of number 12. Within seconds, number 12 squeezed in between the other two houses. Remus and Tonks walked up the steps and into the kitchen. Molly and the kids must still be in the library.

"Well, thanks for accompanying me Remus." She said.

"Anytime." He replied.

Just then, Severus Snape entered the kitchen. His greasy hair was parted in front of his face and his hooked nose. He was carrying a goblet full of liquid, which was smoking faintly.

"Oh, Severus!" Tonks said happily.

Severus peered at her with his black eyes and half-bowed. He then turned his glance towards Remus, dislike carved into his face. "Here's your ah-potion." He said, handing the goblet over with his infamous sneer.

Remus would have loved to punch Severus right then. Why did he have to present him with the Wolfsbane Potion now, in front of Tonks, who didn't know about his being a werewolf? Remus felt slightly embarrassed and ashamed as he took the smoking concoction from Severus.

"Thank you Severus." He said curtly.

"I've made an entire cauldron full so if you run out-" Severus said. He then turned and his black cloak billowed behind him as he exited the kitchen.

"What was all that about?" Tonks asked curiously.

Remus really didn't want to look at Tonks and explain but he figured now was as good as time as any to tell her the truth. "Tonks, I think maybe you should take a seat." He motioned toward the table and he led Tonks over to a chair. "You see Tonks," Remus began, setting the smoking goblet every so carefully onto the table and taking a seat next to her, "I'm…not like most wizards…or men for that matter." Tonks looked at him with her deep blue eyes. Remus hated telling people about his condition but he knew Tonks was going to find out sooner or later and she might as well as hear it from him than somebody else. "You see…" He trailed off and looked down at the table.

"What is it Remus? You can trust me. You can tell me anything." She said kindly.

Remus took a deep breath and forced himself to look Tonks in the eye. "I'm…a werewolf." He said, feeling very ashamed.

There was a moment of silence and Tonks had an unreadable look on her face. Suddenly she broke out into soft laughter. Was this a good thing or a bad thing? And either way, it was rather inappropriate time to be laughing out loud.

"Is that all?" She said lightly. Remus was stunned. "I thought you were going to tell me you were dying or that you were a Death Eater or something." She giggled.

Suddenly, Remus was filled with happiness. He had only met three other people who didn't take his condition too seriously and those had been his fellow Marauders. "So…you're not…frightened?" He asked, not daring believe his luck in finding another person who was open-minded.

She giggled again. "Of course not. Why would I ever be scared of you Remus Lupin?" She laughed again and Remus found himself laughing along with her. "I better get going though, I may be off but I have a long report ahead of me." She sighed heavily. "I'll see you tonight though. Take care Remus and get some rest, you look like you could collapse at any moment." She said.

Remus chuckled lightly. "I will." Tonks got up and made to exit the door but Remus stopped her. "Tonks?" He said.

"Yea?" She asked, stopping and turning around in front of the door she was about to open.

"Thank you." He smiled kindly. "Thank you for not being repulsed by me or running away."

Tonks smiled warmly. "No problem Remus. It's not your fault and it's not fair that people judge you just based on that alone." Remus felt a strong surge of affection and appreciation towards his newfound friend.

"Thank you." He repeated.

She smiled, "Bye." And with that she was gone.

Remus turned back to his smoking goblet and sighed. He took a big gulp of the potion and felt like gagging the moment the liquid had entered his mouth. Pity that they couldn't make this taste better. Ah well, he thought, if this foul tasting potion helped him become less of a beast once a month, he would take it gratefully. He gulped more of the potion again and felt very grateful for Sirius, for Tonks and for being surrounded by people who cared for him, despite what he turned into. He finished off the goblet and trudged sleepily back upstairs to his inviting bed and collapsed onto it, clothes and shoes still on, and fell into a very peaceful sleep.

A/N: Well, there's Chapter 3. Did you like? Please let me know (good or bad). Well, I'm out, it's nearly 3:30 a.m. and I need to give my wee brain a rest but please pretty please review. Thanks.