A/N: Ok, so here's Remus and Tonks for Lee kadivar, kittikatlova, and MasterSerina83. This chapter kind of just "flowed" if you get what I mean. I really like it, so hopefully you all do too. If anyone doesn't recognize the first bit, it's an almost exact quote from the end of Book 6 when everyone is in the hospital wing because Bill got attacked by Fenrir.

"You see!" said a strained voice. Tonks glared at Remus. "She still wants to marry him, even though he's been bitten. She doesn't care!"

"It's different," said Remus, barely moving his lips and looking suddenly tense. "Bill will not be a full werewolf. The cases are completely –"

"But I don't care either, I don't care!" said Tonks, seizing the front of Remus' robes and shaking them. "I've told you a million times…"

"And I've told you a million times," said Remus, refusing to meet her eyes, staring at the floor, "that I am too old for you, too poor…too dangerous…"

"I've said all along you're taking a ridiculous line on this, Remus," said Molly over Fleur's shoulder.

"I am not being ridiculous," said Remus steadily. "Tonks deserves somebody young and whole."

"But she wants you," said Arthur, with a small smile. "And after all, Remus, young and whole men do not necessarily remain so." He gestured sadly at his son, lying between them.

"This is…not the moment to discuss it," said Remus, avoiding everybody's eyes.

"If not now, when?" asked Harry, who had been silent this whole time. He had only just figured out that Tonks loved Remus rather than Sirius.

"Not you too, Harry." Remus gave Harry a betrayed look before stalking out of the hospital wing. Everyone gave Tonks pitying looks.

"Eet was a good try, Tonks," said Fleur. "But 'e weell not admeet what ees een 'es 'eart." Tonks gave the Veela a determined look.

"No, this is stupid. We both want the same thing, and I intend to get it." Without another word, Tonks took off running after Remus.

She caught up with him in the entrance hall and forcibly pulled him into a broom closet. "Colloportus. Lumos. Remus Lupin, what is your problem?"

Remus took a moment to compose himself and push down his werewolf instincts that had clamored to attack his assailant. When he was sure he had himself under control, he spoke. "As I said, I've told you a million times, I'm not good for you."

Tonks decided to change tactics. Obviously the direct approach wasn't working. She quickly let her hair turn a drab, slate blue, and she sniffed once for effect. "Remus…just…just tell me the truth. You're trying to let me off easy, aren't you? You're just too noble to tell me you don't care for me."

The look of complete shock on his face almost made her burst into laughter. "What? Is that what you think, Dora? Of course I care for you?"

Tonks gazed directly into Remus' eyes. "How can I possibly believe that?"

Remus was having trouble concentrating, as his inner wolf was rising to the challenge of being stared at. "I…Because…Um…"

"Do you love me?" asked Tonks quietly.

"Dora, really, I don't think…"

Tonks cut him off. "Do you love me?"

"Well, yes, but…"

Tonks cut him off once more. "Prove it, then!"

"And how am I supposed to do that?" Remus asked, exasperated.

"Marry me, Remus. Marry me tonight."

"Dora, don't be ridiculous."

"You're right, we'd never find someone to do it this late. Tomorrow then?"

"Dora, Dumbledore just died."

"I think Dumbledore would have been happier than anybody to think that there was a little more love in the world."

Remus sighed. He was running out of arguments, and, to be honest, he wanted to marry Dora as much as she wanted to marry him. "Dora, we can't know what Dumbledore would have wanted."

Tonks growled. "Damn it, Remus, stop being so noble! Give in to your wolfy side once in a while. It's part of you, too. What does he want?"

Without thinking, Remus answered. "You. Completely and totally. You're my mate." His eyes widened as he realized what he'd just said.

Realizing she was nearing victory, Tonks pressed on. "And what do you want. Not what do you think is right. What do you actually want?"

Giving in to the inevitable, Remus answered truthfully. "You. As my wife."

Tonks was slowly loosing control over her abilities due to her rising happiness. Her hair, always the portion of her most susceptible to her Metamorphmagus abilities had turned back to her usual bright pink. "And what do I want?" she almost whispered.

"Me…to marry you." Remus drew her to him, pulling her close.

Their lips were about to touch when Tonks drove her point home. "Then what's stopping us?"

Smiling, Remus answered her. "I don't know anymore. You were right Dora." He closed the miniscule distance between them. Their kiss was tender and affectionate. Everything a wedding kiss should be, despite the fact that they weren't actually getting married yet.

Remus broke the kiss first, resting his forehead against hers. "You win Dora. You were completely right. Marry me. Tomorrow, just like you wanted. I'll go get a ring from my family vault in the morning. What are you going to do about a dress? Who should we invite? What about…"

Tonks covered his mouth with her own to quiet him. She didn't want him getting cold feet. When he responded to her kiss, she stopped. "I don't need any of that. I already have you. It'll just be us. I'm sure I have something nice in my closet. I don't even need a ring if it's too much trouble. We'll be married at the ministry tomorrow."