Author's Note:

I know, I know, I've been dragging it out but I had this image of the exact moment that I wanted it to happen so here it is. Finally!

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CHAPTER NINETY-FIVE:

The One Where Remus Tells Tonks And She Says 'Duh!'

Sirius left Hogwarts and went straight to Wales to see Remus. He let himself into the cottage in Wrexham, calling out his friend's name and grinning when he saw Tonks come out of the kitchen holding a glass of white wine.

"Wotcher, Sirius!"

"Hi, Tonks, is he here?"

"I'm in the kitchen," Remus called out.

Sirius followed Tonks into the kitchen. Remus was sliding pork chops into the oven and he closed the door, turning to smile at his friend.

"What's going on?"

"I have wonderful news, that's what."

Remus raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"

Sirius took a seat at the table, grinning at Tonks. "We voted on the board last night that it's high time that Lockhart gets the boot. The git is an absolute idiot, as we can attest to that fact, since you punched him in the face back in November."

Remus blanched. "That was a bad decision at the time."

"No, it really wasn't," Tonks said with a chuckle. "It was bloody brilliant."

Remus blushed in response making Sirius chuckle.

"Dumbledore agreed to fire him, but the problem is that there has to be a suitable replacement and since the job has been cursed for decades, no one will apply for it," Sirius told them, quickly outlining the problem.

Remus nodded. "That's true. How are you going to find someone who — fuck! Sirius, you didn't!"

"Of course I did!" Sirius exclaimed with a grin. "Who else would I think of? You are perfect for this job, not to mention that it's your dream job to be a professor at Hogwarts."

Remus bit his lip. "You know why I can't."

"No, actually, I don't. You have a potion to take and Snape brews it for you and Snape just so happens to work at Hogwarts; seems pretty self-explanatory to me."

Remus tore a guilty look at Tonks. "I can't take that job. I won't."

Sirius nodded and stood up. "Tonks, talk some sense into this arsehole. I expect an answer by tomorrow morning. And Dumbledore told me that you refused the job in '82, Rem. You aren't refusing it again."

"You have my answer already," Remus said, angrily. "I will not endanger the lives of all of those students in that school by forcing them to… no, Sirius. Why the hell do you think I said no the first time?"

Sirius turned to Tonks. "Talk some sense into him."

Then he was gone.

Tonks only stared at her boyfriend for a long moment and then she stood up and in three quick steps, her hands were fisting in his hair and she dragged his mouth down to hers.

Her lips were soft and pliant, yet demanding and greedy, as she nipped at his mouth. When her tongue danced along his mouth, demanding entrance, he gave it, and groaned when her body pressed against his. He was pressed against the counter in turn. His arms went around her, hands sliding up that lean back and he deepened the kiss.

"Remus," she murmured, her lips moving over his jaw and down his neck.

The sound of his name brought him back to reality and he shook his head. "Nymphadora —" he began.

Tonks simply clamped her mouth over his again, kissing him into complacency. Remus didn't protest this. Her lips found his throat again, sucking his skin and leaving a hot wet trail as she went.

"Nymphadora," he said again.

Tonks slipped her hands into the back pockets of the denim jeans he wore, pulling his hips toward her. "Remus, don't even try to tell me that this is a mistake. You want that job. Maybe even as much as you want me."

Remus tilted his head down, pressing his forehead to hers. "I don't deserve you or this job no matter how much I may want them."

Tonks nipped at his lips. "Those students… they definitely deserve you. They deserve a professor who is going to teach them what they should be learning. A professor who strives to be the best that he can be and shows them the same in turn. A professor who is patient and kind and one who they will respect and value. They deserve you and you deserve them. But maybe I'm the one who doesn't deserve someone as amazing as you in my life."

He looked shocked. "What? Have you gone completely mad? You are a vibrant and incredibly sexy woman who has so much to live for and I'm just… well, me! And Dumbledore knows exactly why I can't teach the students; they deserve a much safer professor."

She smiled, squeezing his delectable arse in the pockets of his jeans. "They have Lockhart, who is terrible." When he only stared at her, she smiled. "And last year the professor had Voldemort living in the back of his head! And what does Dumbledore know about you that I don't? Why are you unsafe, Remus?"

Remus swallowed. "Something… Nymphadora, I've been keeping something from you and… Sirius and Harry have both told me that you're going to be angry when you find out that I've kept it from you and I… the thought of losing… you are mine," he said vehemently and passionately enough to send a shiver down her spine.

"I am yours," she repeated with a smile, kissing his lips. "When you kiss me, I come alive, Remus. I've… I come alive in ways that I can't quite explain. My body hums for you. Don't tell me that you don't feel it… this connection, this chemistry." She reached for the necklace that she had no plans of ever taking off and clutched it in her hand. "You gave me your heartbeat."

He shook his head, his tongue twirling around her earlobe. "Of course I feel it. You make me want things… the things I want to do to you," he murmured, his mouth moving to her throat.

Tonks threw her head back to give him better access. "Why won't you do them, then? You always seem to be stopping yourself from something… what is it you want? What aren't you telling me?"

Remus groaned, his teeth scraping her skin. "Nymphadora… I…"

"No," she said, moving to suck on his ear. "I'm not letting you push me away this time, Remus. Not without an explanation. You said that taking that job would endanger the lives of the students and you've used that term with me before, too. You are not dangerous."

Remus held her hips tightly a moment before he gently pushed her away from him. He dragged his fingers through his wavy hair, realizing that he was in desperate need of a haircut. "Let's go into the living room, okay?"

Tonks followed him to his lumpy sofa. She sat next to him, her legs touching his and she smiled at him. "Well? It's time to tell me the truth, Remus."

Remus dragged his fingers through his hair again and let out a slow breath. "I… I…"

Tonks put her hand on his thigh, moving it slowly upwards and he groaned, grabbing her hand and putting a stop towards the direction that he very much wanted it to continue in. "What, Remus?"

"There's something that you don't know about me."

Tonks smiled seductively at him. "All things that I've been trying to learn, but someone keeps keeping me at bay."

Remus gave her a half smile. "No, actually, this is… serious."

She folded her legs up under her, turning herself to face him. "So, let's talk. What don't I know about you? I know that you're intelligent and patient and kind. Ridiculously sexy and utterly shag-able, but I can tell that you're a bit shy about the fact that I think so. You're giving and absolutely the best lover that I've ever had. You're funny and mischievous. You like to prank people, which makes us very much compatible. I know that you've known loss and that the war hurt you in more ways than I think you're willing to talk about. I know that you were close to your mother, not as close to your father, but that you loved them both unconditionally and still miss them. You're an amazing father and uncle to Harry, absolutely wonderful with children, and when you truly smile, your eyes light up, and you get this twinkle in them."

"Nymphadora," he said, quietly.

She shook her head. "You're completely selfless and are always putting other people's happiness above your own. You are brave and daring. You love to do crossword puzzles and when a particular clue stumps you, you get this little line right here," she said sliding her finger gently between his eyebrows. "And then, when you inevitably figure it out, this look of triumph appears, and a sweet little dimple flashes on the left side of your mouth. When you get nervous, you fidget with anything that you can get your hands on: The thread of your sweater, the saucer of your teacup — and when you're excited about something, you tap your fingers to the beat of 'We Will Rock You' by Queen. You love to read and to go on long walks. When it thunderstorms you sit by the window or outside with a cup of tea and watch it come down. And you get this look of absolute tenderness in your eyes whenever Harry tells you that he loves you, like you can't quite believe it or understand it. And when I say I want you, you look at me with bewilderment and confusion as if you can't quite understand why I chose you. You are an amazing man, Remus Lupin, and I am so attracted to you on every possible level."

Remus simply stared at her. Some of the things that she had mentioned, he didn't even realize he did. She was so observant and he had no idea what to say to her now. He swallowed and started to fidget with the loose button on his cardigan and caught himself when she smiled knowingly.

"Do I make you nervous, Remus?" she asked, leaning in to gently nip at his mouth.

"Nymphadora," he started again.

"Do you know that you are the only person that I allow to call me Nymphadora? I'm not sure why I let you, but when it rolls off of your tongue, it just sounds right. Like I'm yours. I want to be yours and no one else's. I am yours, Remus, yet you continuously worry that I will turn away from you. I won't."

Remus swallowed again, his hands moving back to his hair. "Nymphadora, there is something about me that you don't know. Something… I've only ever told one person in my entire life. Others know but they… well, they found out on their own or from a third party in some way, but that's not important. What's important is that when you learn… I'm, what I… your opinion of me is going to change and I know that you're going to be angry that I've never told you this before and… you might not want to be mine anymore or want to be with me at all because it's going to disgust and horrify you and that… terrifies me."

Tonks simply climbed into his lap, straddling him and looping her arms around his neck. "My opinion is going to change?"

He nodded. "Well, I would imagine it… there's a strong possibility that it might… yes…"

Tonks kissed him, her hands playing with the buttons of his cardigan and splaying it open. She slid her hands up into his hair as her mouth played with his and he groaned as she unbuttoned his shirt, sliding it over his shoulders and off. Her hands slid along his lean chest, touching the scars and then she pressed her lips to each scar, kissing it softly.

"You are so sexy," she murmured, her mouth kissing the jagged white scars. "Nothing you can possibly tell me will change my opinion of you."

"Nymphadora," he moaned as her mouth puckered his nipple. "I'm… we need to talk."

Tonks smiled cheekily at him. "I have a terrible attention span. I think I'd listen much more attentively if you were naked."

Remus grinned at her and then gasped when she undid his jeans and her hand slid beneath the denim to cup him. "Oh, fuck," he moaned.

Tonks smiled, biting her bottom lip. "I love how you feel in my hand, like hot velvet," she said, capturing his mouth for a long kiss.

She climbed off of him, tugging his jeans down and leaving him completely nude on his lumpy sofa. Then she was kneeling in front of him, her hands on his thighs.

"And I love how you taste," she murmured, her hot breath between his thighs and Remus simply threw his head back as her tongue darted out to touch him. "And nothing you will ever tell me will make me want you any less."

Her tongue brushed the length of him, painted his sack, and then lingered on his tip before she took him into that hot mouth. Remus groaned her name, his hands fisting in the sofa, his whiskey eyes turning a dark amber as he watched her mouth work him over. She was getting much too good at this for her own good, he thought, groaning her name.

Tonks basked in the taste of him. She loved pleasing him. She loved tasting him this way, taking him over and having complete control over his body. She wanted to take more of him, but she couldn't, not yet. She slid her lips over him, licking and sucking, focusing on the tip of him. She took her time, enjoying herself. It wasn't until she finally felt him tighten that she smiled, taking him deeper just long enough for him to pant her name before she focused just on his tip as he came. She clutched his thighs, swallowing him. She licked her lips when she was finished, kissing his stomach, his neck, and then finally touching her lips to his.

"Nymphadora," he moaned, tugging her mouth back to his and kissing her deeply, tasting himself. "You are getting entirely too good at that."

She smirked at him, straddling him again. "If you'd let me practice more, I'd get even better and maybe I'll even be able to take all of you in my mouth."

Remus' neck flushed red.

Tonks laughed and kissed him softly, her hands sliding along his chest. "I forgot to mention that you have the largest and the most beautiful cock that I have ever seen."

Remus rolled his eyes, his neck still flushing red. "That's an extreme exaggeration."

Her eyebrows rose. "Complete fact, Professor Lupin."

Remus tugged her mouth back to his. "Dora," he murmured, kissing her softly. "There really is something that I need to tell you and… part of that is why I can't become a professor at Hogwarts."

"Don't tell me that you're incredibly gay for Sirius Black because sometimes the way you two look at each other…"

Remus laughed and gave her a look of bewilderment. "I'm not gay for Sirius, no, but I suppose if someone had to make me turn…"

She swatted him playfully. "Prat."

He grinned and gently cupped her face. "I love being with you. You are an incredible woman and for you to even look at me twice is a blessing but… I'm not the man that you think I am."

Tonks wrapped her arms around his neck again. "What kind of man are you then, Remus? Tell me. Tell me what foolish notion you think will make me turn away from you because I can assure you, I won't."

He hesitated. "I need to get dressed. I can't be… naked while we talk about this."

Tonks stared at him in confusion as he pushed her off of him and stood up. "Why should you being naked change anything?"

Remus reached for his jeans as he spoke. "Because I'm not a man, Dora."

Tonks simply stared at him, her eyes intentionally moving down to his large and growing erection. "So, if you're not a man, explain how I just gave you a blow job?"

Remus rolled his eyes. "That's not… I mean, I'm a man — obviously — but I'm… I'm an animal."

Tonks' eyebrow rose as he tugged on his jeans, not bothering to tie them before he started to pace back and forth. "In bed, most certainly."

"Dora," he said impatiently as he shook his head as if still not sure what to say. His eyes met hers and she was surprised to see the fear there before he quickly masked it. "Nymphadora… I love you. I love you more than I ever thought was possible to love someone other than Harry and my friends. You are… I feel you in everything I do and when I'm not close to you, I feel melancholic, like part of me is missing."

"Remus —"

" — No, I have to get this out or I never will," he said, quickly. When she only nodded he let out a slow breath. "My body comes alive when you're near me. When you touch me, my blood hums and sings for you, and I know that you are it for me. You are the one that I've been waiting for my entire life. Adrian told me that being with your soulmate is the most incredible thing that he has ever experienced and once I make you mine I will truly understand that. I have been doing everything in my power to not dive in and make you mine, Dora, to not… mark you as mine once and for all."

"I want you to mark me," she said huskily, moving to her knees on the couch. "I feel all of that, too, Remus."

Remus shook his head. "No, you don't understand… when — when I was a child my father used to work in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. He came across a creature there who he was convinced had fooled the department into believing that he was an innocent Muggle. My father tried to convince the Ministry to keep the man prisoner, to prove that he was the monster who had attacked the children in the community. The ministry thought that he was overreacting and they let the creature go. My father was livid. This creature, who only wore the mask of the man, set free by the department, sought revenge upon my father. In his revenge, he found out where my father lived where… where we lived and he snuck into my room just a little before my fifth birthday and he… he attacked me. My father rushed in to save me, but it was too late. I… I had been bitten."

Tonks' eyes widened as she climbed to her feet, gripping his hands in her own. "Rem, I'm so sorry."

He shook his head, swallowing slowly. Now that he had finally begun he was determined to get the words out. "The man's name was Fenrir Greyback and he's a notoriously well known and dangerous werewolf. I'm not notorious, but I am dangerous and… a werewolf," he finished, lamely.

He tugged his hands away from her, marching into the kitchen, his hands in his hair again.

Tonks watched him march away from her and she followed him, spinning him around and slipping her hands into his back pockets again and holding him against her. "I know that already. So, what?"

Remus simply stared at her. "So what? That's all you can bloody well say! I just told you that I'm a fucking werewolf!"

Tonks nipped at his bottom lip. "And, I figured that out already. Did you think I didn't suspect when you always left me on the moon cycle? Your scars? Your possessive nature? I like a little danger, Remus. I'm an Auror."

"Nymphadora, I am not a little danger! Do you have any idea what a creature like me can do? I can break through doors and walls with my strength! I can track you for kilometres, I can hear anything almost ten kilometres away. Look at me!" he exploded, pushing her away angrily and slapping his hands on his bare chest. "I did this! Me! I lock myself away and if I don't take the Wolfsbane Potion without anything to hunt or to kill, I claw at myself; scratching my own skin off, clawing at myself in desperation! That monster lives inside of me! The wolf is inside of me all of the time! I am the wolf all of the time! The mask of the man just hides my true face. Do you understand? Why the fuck are you not freaking out?"

She moved towards him carefully. His eyes were wide and amber now, his hair tousled from his hands. He looked panicked, she thought, and even more like the sexy bewildered professor that she fancied. She placed her hands on his abs, sliding her palms along his rib cage, up his chest and over his shoulders.

"I think that you're freaking out enough for the both of us to be honest," she said teasingly, kissing the skin below his ear. "I like your mask, but I think that it's time for you to take it off now."

Remus stared at her in confusion. "Nymphadora, you're not even listening to me!"

Tonks put her hand over his mouth. "No, you're not listening and I'm pretty sure that's a serious flaw in your personality. Are you honestly standing there waiting for me to change my mind about you?" His eyes flickered in pain before he masked it and her own eyes narrowed. "I'm a klutz, a complete spaz, if I'm honest with myself. I had hoped that I would grow out of it, but obviously it's something that is part of me no matter what I do. The wolf is part of you and I think that it's time that you get off your high horse and stop being so bloody ashamed of it."

Remus' mouth opened to protest, but she simply clamped her hand tighter.

"You were bit as a child, well boo-fucking-hoo," she said angrily. "Do I pity that child? Yes! Does my heart ache at the thought of you as a little boy having to undergo a painful transformation during every full moon? Of course it does! My heart breaks for you," she said, tears in her eyes now. "And hearing you tell me this, the hate in your voice, the self-hatred that you possess for the wolf is beyond me. You do not disgust me, Remus Lupin. I am not horrified by you. The wolf is you, Remus, and you are both man and wolf and wearing a mask to hide who you are is not only insulting to the many people who love you, but also to yourself. The man is not the mask and the fact that you thought hiding this secret from me was for my own good both insults me and shames you. I fucking love you, Remus Lupin, and I know that I'm your soulmate — did you really think that I couldn't feel it, too?"

She pulled her hand away and tugged her shirt over her head, dropping it onto the kitchen floor. Her hands moved to her bra next and Remus' eyes widened as she unhooked the clasp and her breasts were free before him.

"What-what are you doing?" he spluttered, staring at her in confusion. He had just admitted to her that he was a werewolf and she was taking off her clothes.

"I am going to finish taking off my clothes," she said as she stepped out of her shoes. "And then I'm going to make myself comfortable and naked on your bed," she continued as she unhooked her trousers. "You have two choices, Mr Lupin. One: You can sit out here and mope like the idiot that you think you are. Or two: You can follow me into the bedroom, bend me over the bed and fuck me like the animal you are, and then please me like the man, before you make me yours. Understood?"

Remus' mouth dropped open as he watched her saunter off to his bedroom in nothing but a pair of blue cotton knickers. She dropped them outside of his bedroom door and he got a peek at her beautiful and entirely biteable behind before she disappeared into his room.

He stood there for a full minute, his erection painful in his jeans and then he stormed into his bedroom, slamming the door behind him.

Tonks was lying on her side, her fingernails gently grazing her left nipple. "I was hoping that you were smart enough to make the right choice."

Remus practically growled as he moved towards the bed. "You want me to take you like an animal? Is that what you want?" he growled, spanking her behind before he slid two fingers deeply inside of her. "You want me to bend you over and let you ride me, is that it?"

Tonks gasped as he added a third finger. "Yes!"

"You want me to bite down hard enough to draw blood? To mark you as my mate? As mine, Nymphadora; mine and only mine? Is that what you want?" he demanded, his fingers furiously moving in and out of her in a fast and demanding pace.

Tonks panted, her head falling back in pleasure. "Yes! Make me yours, Remus, be mine."

Remus pushed her over, holding her in place at the back of her neck, his fingers leaving her just long enough to get his jeans off and then he was inside of her, deep and rough, and she screamed his name as he rode her, leaning back against him and gasping in pleasure as she rode him and he hit that sweet spot over and over again. When the orgasm tore through her, his teeth grazed her neck and then he pulled out, flipped her over and continued to ride her deep. She came again, crying out his name and he finally went over, burying his face in her breasts as he finished.

Tonks slid a damp hand into his hair. "Merlin, that was fucking fantastic!"

Remus grinned sheepishly at her, slipping out of her and holding her close. "You're so beautiful," he said, kissing her breast.

She smiled at that. "That's called post-coital bliss. I'm delightfully average in the looks department. But I'll take the compliment."

Remus mouth continued to work her breast. "You slay me, Nymphadora, utterly and completely."

Tonks smiled at him. "I can say the same," she stroked her fingers through his hair, smiling widely. "I love you."

His golden eyes met hers and the look in them, the complete bewilderment and wonder had her heart bursting.

She cupped his cheeks and tugged his face up to hers, kissing him deeply. "I'm completely in love with you, Remus John Lupin. I love everything about you. Even that stubbornness. I love the wolf part of you just as much as I love the man."

Remus closed his eyes as he kissed her, his lips on hers. "I'm completely in love with you too, Nymphadora. I don't know what I did to deserve you, but I am."

Tonks kissed him tenderly. "I could say the same," she murmured.

His grip tightened on her and the urge to bite her, to mark her as his mate made his skin hum, his blood thump. "I want you to be mine."

Tonks smiled at him. "I am yours. I've always been yours. Mark me."

He shook his head. "You… you don't know what I'm asking, Dora."

Tonks pressed her lips to his. "Yes, I do. Mark me, Remus."

Remus stared at her for a full minute. The blood was pumping in his ears and his heart was pounding in his chest. "Are you sure?"

Tonks moved to straddle him, gasping as she carefully slid onto his erection, taking him deep inside of her, the feel of his heartbeat nestled between her own breasts. "I've never been more sure of anything in my life, Remus. Mark me."

Her hips rocked against him as he moved deeply inside of her, the pressure building within him and then he sat up, moving deeper within her and she cried out in pleasure. His eyes were on hers as she rode him, bringing her closer and closer to peak. She was panting his name, her hands in his hair and her hips bucking against him, desperately, and he bent his head to her breast, locked his mouth around her nipple and sucked so hard, she buckled. He placed a soft kiss next to her left nipple and then his teeth pierced through the skin of the underside of her breast.

She felt a slight pinch at the bite, but then it was pleasure like she had never imagined.

It was as if he had given her something of himself. She could feel his length moving deeply inside of her, pumping away and giving her pleasure, but at the same time she could feel the tight warmth of herself fluttering as she wrapped around him as he thrust himself into her. The combined pleasure was enough to make her scream his name and the orgasm crashed over both of them again and again and again.

When his tongue lapped over the bite, sealing it closed, her body collapsed against him in relief. She snuggled into him, completely sated and she could hear his heartbeat against her ear as she felt it in the necklace nestled between her breasts. She stroked a hand over his chest and felt his skin gooseflesh around it and smiled.

"You bit me and I liked it," she said with a smirk, kissing his chest.

Remus nuzzled her hair. "You're my mate, Nymphadora, and now I made you mine."

"I've always been yours," she said with a small smile. "And you, Remus Lupin are just as much my mate as I'm yours. I'm a very lucky woman."

He smiled into her hair. "Only you would think that."

"Remus?"

"Hmm," he asked, his lips trailing over her neck.

"I guessed the werewolf thing a little while ago. I've never been ashamed of you. And I'm guessing the potion that Sirius mentioned is the Wolfsbane Potion?"

Remus nodded, his eyes on hers. "It is. Snape brews it for me each month."

Tonks danced her fingers through his wavy locks. "I think that you owe Sirius an apology, Professor Lupin, because you are accepting that post."

"Dora… if any of the parents found out that a werewolf was teaching their children they'd —"

"—Have to answer to me," she said smartly, kissing his lips. "I know you want this. If you're saying no because you don't want to be a teacher that's different, but I used to watch you when you were teaching Harry and you were in your element. This is the job for you. Take it."

Remus kissed her softly. "I'll probably have to stay at the castle."

She grinned wickedly. "Think of all of the naughty things we can get up too there."

He chuckled and then let out a long sigh. "I really do love to teach," he admitted.

She smiled. "So, take the job, Remus."

He bit his lip, his whisky eyes staring into hers before he nodded. "All right, I'll take it. I'll be the new Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor at Hogwarts."

Tonks slid her hand around to squeeze his bum. "Good choice, Professor." She circled her finger over his bum and down between his legs. "Now, why don't you show me how good that werewolf metabolism is?"

Remus simply grinned at her. "First, I better go check on those pork chops because I think I ruined our dinner."

Tonks grinned widely. "It's okay, I'm hungry for something else anyway."

Remus laughed and for the first time in over a decade, he felt light and happy and at peace with himself.