"Okay, so…"
"Ladies first."
Tonks thought about it for a second. "I got it. We'll start off easy. Can't use the letter 'I'. That means in a word or as in referring to yourself."
A smile ran across at Lupin's face. Not what he would have called easy…
"Lovely day," he said.
"Oh, yes," Tonks said, nodding her head.
"Maybe snow'll start to fall," Lupin theorized. (AN: It's IS a word!)
Tonks narrowed her eyes at the contraction, but answered, "That would be lovely."
"You care much, for it?"
"Snow? Yes, do you?"
"No"
"Ah."
"That was a joke. Snow's quite…enjoyable."
"I would-oh, no."
Lupin smiled. She grumbled and poured herself a drink.
"Knew you would lose."
"You were scared for a moment," Tonks scoffed.
"No, I-"
"HA! You said 'I!' You have to drink!"
"Actually Nymphadora..."
"No! Would that count?"
"Why not?" He downed his glass. "You don't have to if you want to declare me winner, and end this game."
"Deal. I missed saying 'I.'"
"You give up to easily. Okay, every time I scratch my nose, you have to declare your undying love for…Severus Snape. If you don't, you have to drink."
"What about you?"
He gestured to her. "Make up something, then.
A/N: This next part is actually being transcribed off a receipt, and after that an orchestra booster club agenda. Thought you ought to know.
"Every time I laugh, you must loudly propose a toast to Charlie Weasley." (RW (quietly) "dragon tamer" I promise I'll stop with the author notes…RW is me BTW)
"Charlie Weasley?"
"Would you rather if it be Molly?"
"Charlie it is."
Tonks giggled, so Lupin sighed and called out, "I'd like to propose a toast to Charlie Weasley. Great guy. Knows his dragons." He finished and scratched his nose.
"You know, that Severus Snape isn't such a bad guy. I mean, that hair! His vast knowledge of Potions…"
"Overdoing it a bit, Tonks?" Lupin interrupted. "And you still haven't said you love him."
"Fine. I love Snape!" She cried.
"You know Tonks, that sounded suspiciously convincing.."
"Sure do get jealous, Remus." Tonks said, searching for a reaction, and unfortunately, discerning none. She continued, "Are you saying I'm in love with Snape? That's a laugh. Ha. Ha. Ha."
She looked at him pointedly. "Ha."
"And I don't believe I'm done telling you about Charlie Weasley. Let us raise our glasses to him!"
Tonks looked around. People had heard, and were ignoring him. "New twist, I think. Every time you propose a toast, someone has to drink to it. If they don't, you have to."
"I'm sorry, didn't hear you, was too busy scratching my infernally itchy nose.."
"Bloody Hell!" she exclaimed, drinking her glass.
Lupin laughed, and Tonks had to admit, she liked hearing that. She even smiled and began to laugh too.
Immediately he stopped and near-shouted, "Join me in a drink to Charlie Weasley. Quidditch captain, right? Quidditch is great! I love a game of Quidditch!"
He looked around and implored pleadingly, "Anybody?"
A/N:
You're going to have to make do with this until I get a reprieve in
school. Unless I find some time...we'll see...love Riles