Author's Note:

I know one of the big problems with Remus being a werewolf was how hard it was for him to find work. He missed days, was sick a lot because of the moon, plus the stigma of his lycanthropy made people in the wizarding world not even want to hire him. I like to think that if Sirius had lived, he would have done everything in his power to help his friend. I mentioned it before, that Remus saved everything he made from teaching Harry. As he was someone who wasn't used to having much, I imagine he was a bit of a Sickle and Knut pincher too, so in my opinion, he saved a lot of money over those five and half years. Obviously, Sirius would want to help him, which is why back in chapter sixty-five, Remus asks Sirius to do some investing for him.

Also, been wanting to bring this up in some way since I originally showed the memory of James and Sirius — we all bleed red.

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CHAPTER EIGHTY-THREE:

The One Where Sirius Finds Out

The funeral was different than Sirius had expected. It was subdued and quiet. His aunt was up at the front all in black with Lucius, Narcissa, and Draco. Druella's eyes widened at the sight of Sirius, Andromeda, and Ted walking towards them.

"You are not welcome here," she hissed angrily, her cheeks blotchy.

Narcissa nodded at her sister. "Dromeda, of course you're welcome here. He was your father, too."

Andromeda smiled gratefully, walking past her mother, her hand tightly in her husband's grasp as she looked into the casket at her father. Ted wrapped an arm around her waist, holding her back against him as she said goodbye, leaning down to kiss his cold cheek. Tears rolled down her own cheeks when she turned around and buried her face against her husband's shoulder.

Ted rubbed her back in comfort, his eyes on Narcissa's. "I'm sorry for your loss."

Narcissa only nodded at them.

"You've said your goodbyes — now leave. You are no longer a part of this family!" Druella insisted angrily.

Andromeda ignored her mother and moved to sit next to Sirius for the service. Draco's eyes were following her and when she offered him a small smile, he smiled back at her.

After the service, Druella was talking with Lucius and Narcissa, but Draco had made his way over to them, catching her before they left.

"Er, Aunt?"

Andromeda turned to look down at him in surprise. "Auntie Andy or Auntie Dromeda is fine, Draco."

He gave her a small smile. "I've always wanted to meet you. Mother talks about you a lot."

"She does?" Andromeda asked, her eyes searching for her sister's in the crowd.

Draco nodded, sneaking a look back at his parents who were both watching him with a cool gaze. "She does."

Andromeda smiled at him. He was a handsome boy, the spitting image of Lucius Malfoy, but he had the Black family eyes, that deep grey, but with a hint of his father's blue and when he smiled, she saw her little sister.

"Well, it's lovely to finally meet you, Draco. This is your Uncle Ted. Your cousin Nymphadora is an Auror. I told her not to come today. She never even met her grandfather."

Sirius squeezed Andromeda's shoulder. "And that was his loss, Andy. Draco, your Auntie Andy is pretty great. Not to mention how awesome your uncle is."

"Grandfather says that he's a Mudblood."

Ted shrugged at the word. He had heard it used most of his life by ignorant witches and wizards, but hearing the child before him use it, clutched at his heart a little. That those kinds of teachings were still being passed down was heartbreaking and despicable.

"I am Muggleborn, yes."

"That's a terrible word, Draco. Do you even know what it means?" Sirius asked him, his grey eyes meeting the same eyes as his own.

"Dirty blood. Grandfather says that Mudbloods should be eradicated."

Sirius stared at him for a moment. "My best friend once told me something that changed my life, Draco. We all bleed red. You can't tell my blood from Ted's and vice versa because his is not dirty, it is red like mine, not muddy at all. You think about that the next time you're tempted to use that foul word. Come on, Andy."

Draco stared after them, his brow furrowed in thought, but he didn't say anything again.

Sirius smiled at his cousin. "You going to be all right?"

Andromeda nodded and kissed his cheek. "I will be. Come on, Ted; let's go home."

Sirius watched them Disapparate and he sighed.

Now he had to figure out how to tell Tonks that she had just inherited some gold. That should be interesting, he thought.

He checked his watch. His cousin probably wouldn't be home from work for at least a few more hours. He Apparated to Wrexham; making his way past the wards and towards the familiar tiny cottage amongst the trees, his hands in the pockets of the black dress slacks he wore. He didn't bother knocking, but slipped inside, closing the door behind him. He stepped out of his loafers and seeing that the living room was empty, headed towards the kitchen to see if he could see his friend.

Remus stepped out of the bedroom in worn blue jeans, unbuttoned. "Sirius?"

"Hey Rem," he said, his eyebrow arching at his friend's attire. "Did I get you out of bed at —" checking his watch "— one oh eight in the afternoon?"

Remus blushed. "Er — no. I was… just changing my clothes." He reached down to close his jeans, but a hand slid around his waist and covered his hands. The back of his neck flushed in embarrassment.

Sirius grinned widely. "Ah, company — should have said," he told him, biting his lip to keep himself from laughing at his friend's predicament. His brow furrowed a little,

Remus never brought women back to his cottage. He couldn't leave them after sex otherwise.

"Sirius, just give me a moment to —"

Sirius put his hands up. "No, it's fine. Come over later, yeah?"

Remus only nodded as the mysterious feminine hand rubbed his abs. "Sure."

Sirius slipped his shoes back on and headed out. No sooner had the door shut behind him before Remus spun around to glare at Tonks.

"He could have seen you!"

She grinned at him, licking her lips. "So what if he had? Are we planning on keeping this a secret forever?"

Remus leaned down to kiss her. She was wearing his button down shirt and nothing else. "No, but I don't think that this is exactly the way to introduce it, is it?"

She chuckled, standing on her toes to loop her arms comfortably around his neck. "I suppose not." She nipped at his lips. "I have to get back to work. My lunch is going to be over."

Remus placed his hands on her hips beneath his shirt, sliding them up her ribcage and cupping her breasts. "It was nice of you to stop by for a bite."

Tonks grinned at him, kissing him softly before she stepped back from him and pulled his shirt off. She felt his gaze on her backside as she found her knickers, slipping them on, followed by her navy blue uniform trousers with silver trim, her white lace bra, white blouse, and matching navy blue jacket with silver fastenings. She ran her fingers through her hair.

"Do I have 'I just got shagged half to death' hair?"

Remus smirked at her, moving closer to kiss her neck. "You definitely look like a woman who came four times in an hour."

Tonks blushed. "We are definitely doing it in that position again."

Remus grinned, looking incredibly pleased with himself. "Definitely."

She sighed and quickly fixed her hair in front of the mirror. She kissed him deeply and slid on her boots. "I want to stop by Mum and Dad's later and see how Mum is doing. I'll come by after that?"

"I might be at Sirius'. He wants to talk about the funeral I assume, why don't you go there? He'd love to see you," he said, slipping his arms around her waist. He kissed her lips softly — once, twice, three times — and then he smiled down at her. "Then you can come home with me."

Tonks grinned up at him. "Perfect." She glanced at the clock and grimaced. "I have four minutes to get back to the ministry." She kissed him quickly. "Bye!"

Remus watched her run out of his house to Apparate and he grinned. He loved it when she stopped by for 'lunch.' He headed back into his bedroom, doing up his jeans and grabbed the button down shirt that she had previously been wearing, slipping it on. To his delight he could smell her on it. He tucked it into his jeans, adjusting his belt and grabbed a light jacket to wear over top. He tamed his wavy hair down and put on socks and shoes before he headed into the Floo to go to Sirius'.

Sirius' eyebrow only rose from his spot on the couch when he appeared in the living room. "Didn't expect you to be over so soon, Moony."

Remus merely smirked at him. "Her lunch break was over."

Sirius grinned at him. "Naughty witch sneaking out for a nooner." He smirked at his friend. "She was at your place."

"So?"

Sirius arched a brow. "Don't 'so' me, Moony! In all the years that I've known you, not once have you ever brought a witch back to your bed. I know how you operate, Mr Sneaks Out After the Shag."

"And you always spend the night?"

"Sometimes, depends on the witch. But plenty of times, yes. Spending the night is how you get morning sex."

Remus shrugged. "She only came by for her lunch break, Padfoot. Can't stay the night when you only have an hour."

Sirius figured that made sense, but he was still a little suspicious nevertheless as it was extremely out of character for his friend. "So, who is she?"

"Just someone that I'm shagging," he said, attempting to sound indifferent. His friend only stared at him in amusement. "All right, don't give me that look. It's been going on over a month and it…" A huge grin split across his face. "It's the best sex that I've ever had in my life."

He grinned widely. "Well, do tell, Moony."

Remus flushed. "I just did."

"No, no," Sirius said with a grin. "You can't just say it's the best you've ever had without adding a few more details."

He grinned. "It's just good okay… she's amazing and beautiful and sexy and… so willing. We never do it in the same position. She showed up at the start of her lunch break today. She got undressed and told me to come shag her sideways. She… she tells me my scars are sexy and when she wraps her mouth around me… fuck, it's great okay?"

Sirius chuckled. He could relate to that concept. "Sounds like a special woman. Did you?"

"Did I what?"

"Shag her sideways?"

Remus simply grinned. "Oh yeah, well, she was on her side, her leg up in the air and I — er — anyway," Remus said, determined to change the subject as his ears flushed red. "Incredible sex - but how was the funeral today?"

Sirius grinned at his friend, licking his lips. "Way to change the subject there, Rem."

Remus shrugged. "I already shared more than I should have. I assume you wanted me to come by because of the funeral this morning?"

He nodded, letting out a deep breath. "Yeah, I did. Mostly. I was hoping you could help me with something."

"Of course."

Sirius smiled at him. He was a little jealous of his friend's early afternoon activities. Zee wasn't coming back until next week. "Well, it's about Tonks."

Remus coughed. "Oh?"

Sirius stared at him for a moment. That was a rather strange reaction, he thought. "Yeah, remember back before when we found out that my uncle was sick and I had organized the Black Family Estate and properties?" At his friend's nod, he continued. "Draco is set to inherit most of it, but Andy was disowned and disinherited when she was burned off of the family tapestry for marrying Ted. I thought that Tonks deserved to have something of her family's estate however, and I put aside forty percent for Draco and forty percent for Tonks."

Remus' eyebrow rose at that. "Forty percent?"

He nodded. "Technically, she was set to inherit at seventeen if I had told her about it, but I didn't. I put it off because Uncle Cy was still alive and well… I didn't want Andy to go berserk about it."

"If she and Draco are both set to inherit forty percent, are you keeping the other twenty percent to live on for yourself?" Remus asked, scratching his arm.

Sirius nodded. "Essentially, yeah. It will be passed down to Harry when I die, but the rest will be given over to Draco and Tonks upon their respective seventeenth birthdays or at any later moment or the moment they turn twenty-one. I have control over that decision."

"And you think that Tonks should have hers now?"

Sirius shrugged. "She's an A1. She has her own flat now, she's living on her own. I think that she should at least know about it, but yeah, I think that I'm going to pass it to her. My question for you is: Should I tell Andy first?"

Remus' eyebrow rose and he sat up straighter on the couch. "Andromeda doesn't know?"

Sirius shook his head. "She was so adamant about taking nothing from the people who cut her off, I thought mentioning giving it to her daughter was a bad decision at the time."

"Probably wise."

"I thought so. Anyway, I'm going to give it to her now. I'll owl her and see what time she gets off work."

"She'll be at Andromeda's tonight."

"Oh?" Sirius asked, grinning at his friend.

"Well, I'd assume, I mean her grandfather died and she knows her mother loved him and was grieving for him."

"Yeah, you're right, of course she'd want to go make sure that her mother was all right. I know that she wanted to go today to attend the funeral, to be there for her mum, but Andromeda was insistent. She didn't want her daughter to see the ugliness of the Black family. Good choice on her part too, Aunt Druella was a right bitch to her, insisting that she didn't belong there as she was no longer part of this family."

"At a funeral nonetheless, classy," Remus said.

"Right?"

"How was Andromeda?"

"Grieving," Sirius said, his eyes sad. "As much as that man treated her like shit from the moment she told him that she was in love with Ted; he had worshipped her before that. She was his world and she loved him. Even after he forced her out of his life, she loved him, and losing your father is going to be hard no matter what. Ted was her rock today."

Remus nodded. "I'm glad."

Sirius stood up. "I'm going to send Tonks an owl and ask her to stop by here after her parents' house. I'll tell her and worry about Andy later."

"Good plan," Remus told him standing up too. "Oh, by the way, I um… I lost that job at the bookstore."

"Fucking idiots," Sirius muttered, staring at his friend.

Remus shrugged. "I missed too much work and what did the manager say again, 'you look ill, Lupin.'"

Sirius snorted. "Prick." He grinned at his friend. "Actually, perfect timing then. I got this in the post this morning." He headed into the kitchen and sorted through the stack of letters on the kitchen table, pulling out one with the Gringotts seal on it and passing it over to his friend.

Remus opened it carefully and then his eyes widened as he read what was there. "This is a joke."

Sirius grinned and shook his head. "It's not. Apparently, I have a brain for a numbers, who would have thought it, eh?"

Remus continued to stare down at the letter.

At the beginning of Harry's first year, he had given Sirius half of his savings to invest in some of the markets that the Black Family Estate was invested in. He had discussed it with Sirius when Harry had first started Hogwarts and had done so, but had increased the amount given after Mr Granger had suggested at Harry's birthday that Sirius look into the markets of the Muggle world as well. Sirius, ever interested in seeing what he could do, immediately changed over the gold and did so, placing chunks of his friend's money and his own into different accounts and pots between the two stock markets. Obviously, he had made some great investments because the amount Remus had given him (half of what Remus had made teaching Harry for almost six years) had actually quadrupled between the two markets.

"I cashed in on every one," Sirius said with a grin. "You, Remus Lupin have made yourself quite a little fortune."

Remus simply stared at the letter and the envelope of cheques inside of it. "This can't be right."

Sirius grinned and slapped his friend on the back. "It is very much right. You gave me 48,000 Galleons, which was insane to begin with that you saved that much, you Knut pincher, but once I converted half of that to Muggle pounds and distributed half of it in the Muggle markets and half in the wizarding market amongst different stocks and bonds, yeah, you did pretty damn good for yourself. That's roughly almost half a million in Muggle pounds and close to the same in Galleons. I'll go with you to Gringotts to convert it."

Remus' eyes simply bugged out of his head. "Half a… fuck, Padfoot, this is a joke."

Sirius grinned widely. "It's not a joke, Moony. I invested and you came out on top. You don't have to worry about a job, possibly never again actually. You can pay off the rest of your cottage and still live comfortably for decades."

Remus' whiskey coloured eyes were filled with tears as he looked at his friend. "I-I don't know how to thank you for this. This is more than… I never expected… fuck!"

Sirius tugged his friend into his arms. He knew how much this meant to him. It's why he had spent his time seeking out as much advice on investing as he could. He had known his friend had saved almost every Knut and Sickle from what he earned from Harry's teaching. His cottage was almost paid off and Remus purchased very little for himself outside of necessities. He paid for his potion every month, but that was it. Money had always been a problem for Remus and to know that he now had enough to live on, to not have to struggle for work was a blessing.

"You deserve it, Rem."

Remus only nodded against his friend's shoulder, composing himself as he pulled away. "Thank you."

Sirius smiled and squeezed his friend's arm. "Of course. Why don't we head out and cash these cheques into pounds and head to Gringotts? You can buy me a pint to celebrate."

Remus grinned at his friend. He'd give Sirius anything he wanted for doing this for him. Anything.

~ ASC ~

It hadn't taken as long as Remus would have expected to go to the Muggle bank where he had opened an account and cashed the multiple cheques. He had decided to leave half of the money in his Muggle account, only bringing some of it to Gringotts to convert. He agreed with Sirius that keeping things separate was sometimes a good idea. But he felt like the wealthiest man alive when he purchased two pints at The Leaky Cauldron later on that afternoon.

Sirius filled Remus in on the conversation that he had had with Harry about hearing a voice within the walls and about his meeting with the governors that same night.

"What did the governors have to say? I seem to remember a rumour about there being a secret chamber somewhere in the school?" Remus asked him as he drank his beer.

Sirius nodded. "Me too, but I can't quite recall it. The governors were shocked, but Lucius wasn't. He said that Draco had written to tell him about it himself so he knew already. One of the other governors, Mathias, mentioned that he remembered an old story about Slytherin hiding a monster in the school to weed out the 'undesirables,' but the school had been checked over and over and no sign of such a monster or a hidden chamber existed."

"But we found all sorts of hidden chambers, corridors, and secret passages when we were students," he pointed out.

"Exactly! While I'm not daft enough to think that we were the only students to ever have known about them, they were a secret to us, and not everyone knew about them."

"So, you think that the Chamber of Secrets might still be there as well?"

"Who knows? But someone believes it is, and someone did some form of dark magic strong enough to petrify a cat."

"And Dumbledore can't un-petrify her?"

"No, not without the potion which cannot be made until the Mandrakes mature."

"Do we think that this has anything to do with what that house elf said?"

Sirius dragged his fingers through his hair. "It has crossed my mind. Harry thought about it too. I mean, a mortal danger warning and a bloody message inscribed on the walls — it doesn't exactly scream safety. Not to mention that it's been bugging me that Dobby called me Master Sirius, which makes me think that he must have some connection to the Black Family, but for the life of me I don't know if that means he belongs to Aunt Druella or to Narcissa."

"Narcissa would make sense if Lucius already knew about the Chamber."

Sirius nodded. "Does that mean that he knows more than he's letting on?"

"That's a scary thought. But he can't be behind it, he's not at the school."

"True," Sirius said quietly. "And Dumbledore already knows that Harry isn't responsible despite the suspicious circumstances, because of the dark magic. It's too powerful for a second year to have concocted which then exonerates Draco as well."

"What about the voice that he heard?"

"I don't know. No one else heard it. That worries me a little. Like maybe someone is playing mind games with him? Either way, I don't like it."

"Me neither," Remus admitted. "Maybe it's in a different language? Harry does speak French and Latin really well."

Sirius' brow furrowed. "Someone would still hear the words even if they didn't understand the meaning."

Remus nodded. "Yeah, I suppose you're right. It is interesting though."

"And this Lockhart sounds like a huge idiot. Apparently he tried to impress that if he had been there when it happened, he could have stopped it, but he can't explain what it was or how he would have done so. Harry says that he's learned absolutely nothing from his class."

"I know. He told me about the pixies. And he said that Lockhart keeps dragging him up to the front of class to help reenact exciting scenes from his books where he saved the day like the hero he is," he said, rolling his eyes. "I bought Harry a defence textbook. I'm going to give it to him so that he can start actually learning the stuff that he should be. An incapable teacher should not deter him from his education."

Sirius grinned at him. "Listen to you, Professor Moony."

Remus smiled. "Well, it shouldn't."

Sirius grinned. "Give it to him after the match on Saturday."

"I planned on it."

Sirius smirked at him, bringing his beer to his lips. "So, I think that we should really get back to this amazing sex you've been having."

"Oh?"

"Over a month, eh? When did it start? How did you meet her?"

"In September and it just happened. We have a lot of chemistry."

"Uh-huh. It's November."

"I'm well aware of what month it is, Sirius, especially since Saturday night is the night before the moon." And one of the reasons why he planned on spending most of the next two nights buried to the hilt inside of Nymphadora. He was hard just thinking about her and the added bonus of the three days of the moon only being two days away made him that much more inflamed.

"Which she obviously doesn't know."

"Obviously," Remus said.

"What's her name, Rem?"

Remus drank deeply. "Don't worry about it, Sirius."

"Best sex you've ever had and you are already thinking of how to chuck her before she finds out about your furry little problem, figures."

"I didn't say that I was planning to chuck her."

"Please, I know you. Why won't you tell me her name?"

"Why does it matter?"

Sirius stared at him. "You are keeping something from me. I find that very interesting, Rem."

"Why?"

"You never keep secrets, not really. In fact, you've kept exactly three secrets from me as long as I've known you. One, your furry little problem. Two, your financial struggles after we finished school. And three, your feelings for my cousin. I wonder what this secret could be."

Remus simply drank his beer again. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Sirius grinned at his friend. Interesting, he thought, very interesting. He dropped the subject and they headed back to his cottage. Tonks had written back, saying that she would pick up on dinner on her way over.

She arrived around six with a pizza in her hands. "Wotcher!"

Sirius kissed her cheek, taking the pizza from her. "How's your mum?"

"All right," Tonks said as she took off her uniform jacket, leaving her in her blouse and dress pants before sitting next to Remus on the couch. "Dad says that she's been crying off and on all day, but she'll be okay. She went to lay down soon after I got there."

"She loved and worshipped her father. It broke her heart when he turned her away and I think she regrets never having made amends with him," Sirius told her.

Tonks nodded. "I just wish that she would have let me be there for her this morning, even if I never met the man."

Sirius shook his head. "It's better that you weren't, Tonks. Your grandmother was a huge bitch to her for even showing up. Your mother didn't want you to see that, to be exposed to those people."

"I've never met them before so I don't think it matters."

Sirius smiled at her. "It matters to Andromeda."

He turned to bring the pizza into the kitchen and Tonks turned to kiss Remus softly as soon as he was out of sight. "Hi, lover."

Remus licked his lips and kissed her back. "Hi, Nymphadora." He stood up, extending his hand to her and tugging her to her feet. "Let's go eat."

Tonks followed him into the kitchen, her eyes on his delectable backside. Sirius had put plates on the table and fizzy drinks as they sat and helped themselves.

Sirius smiled at her as he ate. "So, Tonks, one of the reasons that I wanted you to come over tonight was to talk to you about the Black family."

Tonks stared at him in interest. "Why?"

"As the only official Black left, I am Head of House Black and sole executer of the entire estate."

"I thought that you were disowned like Mum was?"

"I was," he said easily. "But through a series of unfortunate circumstances, it all came back to me. My father left everything to Regulus and put a note in his will that if something were to happen to his youngest son, everything would then revert back to me. Unfortunately, my father and my brother both died within a few months of each other and then everything was passed to my mother. She died while I was in prison and my father's will was then set into motion for it to pass on to me. Everything came out when I was released. I inherited everything, though Uncle Cy was heading some of it due to my imprisonment. When he got sick, your Aunt Narcissa wrote to me and asked that I help with everything. Little did she know that I had run far from my family and this life and didn't want the responsibilities of the estate and had done something about it a few months before."

"Okay," Tonks said, her eyes full of puzzlement. "And what does this have to do with me? I've never even met any of these people. I'm a Tonks, not a Black."

Sirius smiled at her. "I broke up the Black Estate and I organized it. I left twenty percent for myself and eventually for Harry as he has his own property and gold from the Potters, and I split the other eighty percent between Cygnus' two grandchildren."

Tonks' eyebrow rose. "Okay…"

Remus grinned at her. "Nymphadora, you are his granddaughter and very much a Black."

She stared at Sirius. "You're joking."

He smiled at her. "Your mum was pretty strict about how much she didn't want it, but I figured that since she didn't strictly say you couldn't have it, that passing it to you was fine."

"Passing what to me exactly?"

"A small fortune basically."

Tonks' eyes widened. "What?"

Sirius chuckled. "Old money, Tonks, it's what the old pureblood families have and I left forty percent to you and forty percent to Draco Malfoy. But I wanted to give you yours now that Cygnus has passed. I have the paperwork all drawn up and you just have to sign it and it will be transferred over to you."

Tonks stared eyes wide between Sirius and Remus. "What?"

"I know, it's a bit of a shock. Rem got one today too."

"I gave Sirius money to invest and he made a small fortune for me in the stock market."

"That's different," she insisted. "That was your money, personally invested. This is… I don't deserve this."

Sirius smiled at her. "Darling, it's yours. You can give it all away if that's what you want." He stood up and grabbed the envelope with the documents in it. "This details what you've inherited."

Tonks opened the envelope, her hands shaking as she pulled the parchment. "This says… this says… this is over a million bloody Galleons!"

"Three and change to be precise. Draco is getting the same when he becomes of age."

"And… blimey, I don't own these properties, do I?"

"You do," Sirius told her. "Your grandmother is staying in Sussex and I left the manor to Draco as he would be familiar with it. But the two of you have equal shares in the properties in Greece, New York, Tuscany, and South Africa; something you can decide later once he's of age to make any decisions. Kreacher takes care of the properties for the most part and keeps me informed on their status. A few of them are being leased out."

Tonks stared down at the paper, her eyes still wide. "This is too much."

Sirius smiled at her. "Tell me about it. And that's only forty percent of the estate. I gave the title of Falmouth to Draco as I figured you didn't want it."

"But that's a family name, Sirius," Tonks told him in surprise. "I mean, I absolutely don't want it — but what about if you have your own kids? They might want it?"

Sirius shrugged. "There's a clause in there that if I ever do reproduce, which is highly unlikely, the title will revert to my heirs, otherwise it will move onto the Malfoy family and I am perfectly okay with it. Draco won't inherit it officially until he's seventeen anyway. But this, it's yours. Invest it, give it away, put it aside for your children — whatever you want, but it's yours now."

She nodded tucking the paper back inside. "Um, thank you."

"Just sign your name at the bottom there," he instructed, tugging the paper out again.

Tonks accepted the quill from him and signed the appropriate documents, her eyes still wide in shock.

Sirius signed his name as well and smiled at her. "Done. I'll bring these into Gringotts on Monday and make it all official. I'll have everything transferred to your personal vault."

Tonks nodded, her eyes still wide.

Remus chuckled. "I think she's in shock."

Then to Sirius' surprise, she turned and wrapped her arms around Remus.

Remus' arms came around her and he rubbed her back. "It's okay to be in shock, Nymphadora."

Tonks pulled away and smiled at him and then she cupped his face in her hands and kissed him deeply.

"Oi!" Sirius exclaimed, standing up from the kitchen table and pointing at them. "Is there something that you two would like to share with the room?"

Tonks licked her lips and turned to grin at him. "I think that you saw my hand on his abs earlier today when I was on my lunch break."

Sirius grinned widely. "That was you! You're the best sex that he's ever had!"

"Really?" Tonks said, turning to grin at Remus. "The best ever?"

Remus blushed as Tonks grinned at him. "Sirius —"

"— No way, Moony," he interrupted. "It only took you how many years to get off your arse and make a decision. How did it happen? I need to know!"

Tonks laughed and picked up her slice of pizza again. "I made him insanely jealous and he followed me home."

Sirius grinned. "When we were at Zee's that night with Hugh?"

She nodded.

"Told you that he'd implode if you made him jealous enough."

"What?" Remus asked, looking between them in shock.

Sirius grinned. "When she asked me if she could bring her new boyfriend Hugh to dinner I told her that she was welcome to, but that you would probably implode with jealously. Tonks thought I was mad. Obviously, it worked."

"I hate you, Sirius."

Sirius smirked. "But now you're having the best sex of your life with the woman you've been pining after for years, so really — you actually love me."

Remus chose not to answer.

Sirius and Tonks grinned at each other in response.