Remus Lupin was in love with Tonks. That much was obvious to everyone but Tonks, maybe because she was always busy trying to make him like her.
He didn't obsess over love like Tonks did, but enjoyed it subtly, like a fine wine.
Or a fine book.
Like the three he was reading right now. Simultaneously.
Bloody geniuses.
But while he was reading, he was thinking about Tonks, about her gift, about her body, about her intelligence, about her body, about her klutziness (lovingly), and, of course, about her beautiful, curvy body.
Enjoying his daydreams, he began to contemplate how he could tell her.
xXx
"Oof!"
"Are you okay, Tonks?" Remus asked, concerned for her health yet again.
"Fine, Remus, I just tripped over this damn umbrella stand. Again."
She walked in. Remus's mouth hit the floor, staring at the state of undress. She was wearing a thin T-shirt that only went down to her thighs. Every time she took a step, it rose up just enough to show off to make him want more. Damn shirt.
Tonks walked to the other side of the kitchen and reached up to the top shelf, where the mugs were kept, giving Remus a excellent view of her ass. Damn.
Tonks grabbed her mug after not nearly enough time, and walked around to sit next to him.
Pressed up to him.
On his lap.
Damn!
Tonks seemed not to notice how close he was staring at her chest, "What kind of tea is that, Remus?"
"Black currant," Remus said watching her lean over. Damn again!
"Actually, I think it's peach," Tonks said.
"Really? I hadn't noticed," Remus wiped away the sweat on his forehead, casually brushing against Tonks's front.
She didn't appear to notice, "Are you feeling okay, Remus? You look kind of hot," she reached up to his cheek.
He grabbed it and with a canine gleam in his eyes, began to kiss it.
"I," kiss, "Love," kiss, "You," kiss, "Tonks."
"I love you too, Remus."
xXx
"Yeah right. Keep dreaming, wolfie."
Remus turned to see Harry standing at the door, "Was I speaking out loud?"
"Yes."
"Oh."
"And if you're wondering, the best way to tell Tonks is to bring her pink roses and the darkest chocolate you can find."
"How would you know?"
"It's amazing," Harry smiled without joy, "No matter how famous you are, if you sit quietly, reading in the library, back away from the fireplace, you can hear the most interesting conversations, or monologues."
"So that's what you would do."
"If I had a thing for Tonks. Which I don't and you do."
"I might just do that."
"You'd better. I overheard Charlie talking to her. He's gonna make a move if you don't."
xXx
"I didn't know Charlie liked Tonks," Hermione commented as she, Ginny, Ron and Harry made good their escape from the library.
"He doesn't, but Lupin needs a push," Harry said confidently as he watch said werewolf's retreating figure.