1Disclaimer: I wish!

Tks to all my wonderful reviewers! Y'all have convinced me to keep writing! Real life is getting sorta crazy (school! Ahhhh!) I will try to keep updating as often as possible! Happy reading!

Summer of Realization

Chapter Five: Night Time Talks

Remus and Tonks were sitting in their room preparing for bed. They were sharing a room and so were Harry and Ginny, as there were only two bedrooms in Remus' house. The teen's room had two twin beds, but the other room only had one, a queen.

Tonks had noticed that Remus had been avoiding her eyes for the whole evening. Throughout the whole tour of the small house he had hardly looked into her eyes, and rarely spoke directly to her. At supper he had been engaged in a conversation with Harry. She wanted to know why.

"Hey Remus?" she asked suddenly. "Yeah?" he said quietly, looking at his hands, which were curled in his lap. She scooted over to him on the bed and took his hands in her's. "What's the matter, you've hardly looked at me all evening? Are you mad about what happened earlier?"

His face contorted, as if he were in a great deal of pain. He hastily shoved his hair out of his face, grazing a cut on his cheek from the last full moon. "I could never hate you, Nymphadora. I just don't know if you want me like I want you." He sighed, fussing with their entwined fingers.

"Remus! Haven't I proved that I want you?" she looked sad, and almost a little angry at his words. He hoped she wasn't upset with him; his troubled eyes remained down and unfocused. "I just, I just don't know how someone as beautiful and full of life could ever love someone as old and run-down like me."

He had finally got it off his chest. She was eight years his junior, and the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. He knew when he said this she would realize that a relationship with him would be a mistake. He couldn't lie to her though; he couldn't bear if he hurt her, especially if he bit her in his wolf form. He had never bitten anyone before, but had come close a couple of years ago when he taught at Hogwarts.

"Remus! How can you say that?" with that she threw herself at him, rapping her arms around his neck. "You're the most gentle, handsome, loving man I have ever met. And I know what you're thinking, I don't care about you being a werewolf, I know you take the potion, and you won't bite me. As for the old part, mister, IT'S ONLY EIGHT YEARS; life is too short to pass up love for trivial things like that."

He almost looked relieved at this, as if he had been waiting all his life for someone to say that to him. "I am extremely willing, Nymphadora, I just don't want you to get into something that you're not comfortable with." He gently rubbed his warm hands up and down her small back as she rapped her legs around his waist.

"I could never be more comfortable than I am now," her arms tightened around his neck.

They sat like this for a few minutes before Remus finally said they should finish getting ready for bed, kissing Tonks on top of her head and standing up. He let her use the bathroom first, while he located his pajamas. When she came back he left to brush his teeth.

When he was done in the bathroom, he entered to bedroom where Tonks had already climbed into bed and was under the covers. He grabbed a blanket from the closet and made for the door.

"Remus where are you going," she called, causing him to pause and turn around. "I was going to go sleep on the couch, goodnight." he smiled to her then turned to leave again. "Wait, Remus, there's enough room here ya know." she said patting to bed next to her. "Like I said before, I wouldn't want you to be uncomfortable." she made a sour face at him and replied, "and like I said before, I do feel comfortable with you." she patted the bed again, and he came over. He laid his body next to hers and scooted under the covers. He looked over at her asking, "are you sure?" to which she replied with a sigh, "Remus! Haven't we already been over this?" With that he rapped his arms around her, holding her close. After a moment he whispered softly into her ear, "I like this Nymphadora, I like this a lot." then they both drifted off into a peaceful slumber.

Meanwhile, in the other bedroom, Harry and Ginny were also getting ready for bed. They were both shuffling through their trunks to find their pajamas and toothbrushes.

"Argh, I can't find my pajamas anywhere!" said Ginny frustrated, here red hair wildly flying as she shoved it out of her face. She was red in the face, and her chocolate eyes were blazing, Harry thought she looked marvelous. She was stomping around randomly throwing things from her trunk.

"Here gin, its ok you can borrow some from me." He handed her an undershirt and a pair of his boxers, his eyes dancing with laughter as she took them from him. "I daresay, Gin, they'll look better on you than me." At this he laughed out loud, falling back onto his bed. Ginny dropped the clothes and pounced onto him, madly tickling his sides. His breathing was heavy as he madly tried to get away from her hands. He was shouting at her, "No Gin, no!" while still laughing hysterically. Finally, he stopped her, by rolling over on top of her, pinning her to the bed. It was her turn to scream, and she shrieked, "Harry!"

He rolled off of her, "Jesus Gin, are you trying to make me deaf?" He grinned and lay on his side staring down at her.

"Of course not, if you were deaf I wouldn't be able to order you around, now would I?" She said smirking and putting her arms behind her head, her red curls fanned out around it.

"Oh no of course not, wouldn't that be horrible." he said sarcastically, running his hand through is dark hair. She smirked and said, "I'm going to the bathroom, I'll be back in a minute." she sat up giving him a quick peck on the cheek, grabbing his undershirt and boxers, and walking out.

He flopped on to his back, a slightly dazed look on this face, green eyes unfocused. Did she just kiss me, he thought. My god, I want to do that again, he was more comfortable around her than he ever was with Cho. Maybe she does like me, momentarily he let his hand rest where he had felt her lips. He quickly put on his pajamas and sat to wait for her, thinking of how he still needed to apologize for what Vernon had said.

She was sitting on the lid of the toilet and pulling a comb through her fiery hair, thinking of what she had just done. I cannot believe I kissed him. He must hate me now. God Ginny, wasn't enough just to be his friend. Geez, what were you thinking? She decided the only why to figure out his reaction was to go back to the room they were sharing and talk to him.

When she entered the bedroom he was lying on his bed with a worried expression. "Gin," he said right as she entered. Afraid he was going to say he only wanted to be friends, she quickly said , "yes, Harry?" "I just wanted to say I'm really sorry." there was a barely noticeable pause, and his face took on a look of pure hatred, his face turning a shade of red and his brow furrowing. He continued, "for what my uncle said to you earlier. I wasn't trying to take advantage of you at all," he said quickly, and somewhat nervously, before she could get a word in. "I don't want you to think I was trying to take advantage of you at all, because I wasn't."

She was so relieved, she quickly smiled down at him and said, "Harry, its ok, really, it doesn't matter anymore. I know you don't think that way, so its ok." He sighed deeply, the corners of his lips forming a smile, "thanks Gin, for understanding. I really am very sorry." "I know." she flopped down beside him on here stomach, and continued to look down into his upturned face. He moved over closer to her and started moving her fiery locks, that had fallen into her eyes, burning trails across her freckled face with his fingers.

He suddenly leaned closer, his green eyes searching into her brown, and whispered, "Gin, may I, may I kiss you?" She replied my moving her face down to his and breathlessly whispering "yes."

Smoothly he locked one of his hands into her hair and moved the other to her waist. Her chest was now on top of his, her breasted pressed firmly onto him, only the thin fabric of their shirts as a barrier. There lips met, and they both felt a jolt go through there bodies. He pulled her closer to him, his hand now on her back. He had never felt like this before for another person, and he knew this was more than a childish crush.

They remained lip-locked for a bit longer, before lack of oxygen finally caused them to break apart. He smiled at her, "you do look better in my clothes than I do, Gin, I knew you would." he had defiantly noticed how her breasts pushed on to the fabric, and also how the boxer practically hung off her small frame. He smirked and she slapped his arm saying, "prat," kissing him on the cheek once again, she got up and walked over to her bed and turning off the light. "Goodnight Harry." she whispered as she climbed into bed. "You too, sweet dreams, Ginny."

A/N: yay! Longest chappy yet! Pls review! It only takes a sec and makes my day! Tks all