Wow, guys, thanks tons for the reviews! It means a lot. I wanted to point out that I had a few grammatical errors in the last chapter, plus I didn't know that FF doesn't allow hypens, asterisks, and other symbols so my little footnotes may have looked weird. Also, I might add that the final paragraph of the last chapter was not in Tonks's memory, just to clear things up.

This chapter is dedicated again to all my dedicated reviewers who've stuck with me for three days, haha. I've finally done this one while the sun is up (finished at 6:30 in the evening), so this one isn't an insomniac chapter. I will admit I don't like it very much, because it's slightly "messy", if you will.

It was sweltering hot outside. He was sitting with her, holding her hand loosely in his, by Molly's large garden. The flowers were swaying in the light, rare July breeze, creating a quite peaceful atmosphere as opposed to the war against Voldemort currently happening. He didn't let it come to his mind at all as he sat quietly with her as she talked away, hardly paying mind to her words, but his own thoughts.

"…and we'll have to make it quiet, Remus, just in case," she was saying from below his head's level to his left. "We'll have to be careful. We should ask Molly and Arthur if we can have it here in the garden like Bill and Fluer, surely they'll let us - Remus? Are you even listening?"

He blinked twice. "What?" he said blankly.

But before he could say anything else, she started right back up.

"You're not!" she said, a twinge of anger in her voice. "Oh, what am I ever going to do with you…"

"I am so listening," he cut in. "I'm just kind of thinking."

She let go of his hand and instead wrapped her small arms around his big left one, squeezing him. "Thinking of the day?" she asked in a small voice.

He looked at her and smiled warmly at her pretty face. "Yes," he answered in the same volume as she'd asked.

"I can't wait."

"Neither can I." He paused. "Saturday."

"Right," she said in a confirming tone. "Saturday. Right here."

"Great," he said with the same content smile.

"When should we tell everybody?" she asked, glancing at her hand once again. The ring was still not yet there, but she knew it would be soon.

"Tonight, at dinner, I've decided," he said. "It's Sunday; six days in advance is quite short notice, but again, it is to be quietly prepared…"

She said nothing but hugged his arm a little tighter and then leaned up to kiss his cheek, expanding the smile on his cheeks. He looked into her vivid eyes and he felt her looking into his, and within a few mere seconds they were kissing passionately. He was hardly surprised when he felt a second tongue in his mouth for a second before it wasn't there anymore, and he grinned into their kiss at her teasing nature. He did the same thing back to her, but unfortunately, it ended right there.

"I love you, Remus," she said.

"I love you, too, Nymphadora," he said, kissing her forehead.

"Don't call me that."

The Burrow had been named the new Order headquarters. Number 12, Grimmauld Place was terribly unsafe to go to because Snape, who the Order members had found out was a Death Eater, knew how to get in. The many members of the Order met after dinner every evening; some of those members had actually turned up early to eat one of Molly's home-cooked meals.

These frequent meetings made it a little tough for Remus to focus his mind on his wife-to-be and the war but he managed. On the first of July, which was a Sunday evening, the Order members were to abnormally meet before dinner, because Molly had felt the urge to feed them all.

In the kitchen for the meeting stood Arthur, Molly, Fred and George, Ron and Hermione, Bill and Fluer, Kingsley, Mad-Eye, Mundungus Fletcher, Hagrid, and finally, the last two to arrive, Remus and Tonks. The small kitchen was packed and Remus found it a bit hard to breathe as they all stood in a large circle to "quickly meet", as Arthur had described it.

"About time you two decided to show up," growled Arthur in a slightly irritated tone when he showed up with her by his side.

"Where've you been?" said Fred with a grin on his face. "Been snogging all this time?"

"Shut it, you!" yelled Arthur, throwing an apologetic look at Remus. "Sorry - anyway, let's get on with it. Now, as we've previously discussed, we are going to remove Harry from his place of safety on the thirtieth this month, correct?"

There were simultaneous nods about the circle. Remus's eyes located Ginny standing a few feet away from them, trying to hear about what they were planning.

"Right then," continued Arthur, "a change has been made. We shall collect him on the fortnight of his birthday. A false plan will confuse the Death Eaters when we transport him here to the Burrow."

"Death Eaters will be out and about anyway," Hermione pointed out.

"That's where the plan comes into play," said Mad-Eye. "We're having six volunteers out of all of you drink Polyjuice Potion with a bit of the boy's hair. Those volunteers will, disguised as Harry, be flying with the others in this circle to trick You-Know-Who and the Death Eaters as to who the real Harry is."

"Harry won't like that!" Hermione retaliated. "He won't want six of us risking our lives for him-"

"It's what's best!" Mad-Eye growled back. "Harry will do it whether he likes it or not," he continued firmly. He dug a short list out of his pocket and began reading off names. "Ron, Hermione, Fred, George, Mundungus and Fluer - you six will be our lucky volunteers."

"No!" Fluer objected immediately. "Oh, why me?"

"The names I've chosen are the youngest members of the Order and will be flying with highly trained Aurors or other very skilled wizards," said Mad-Eye, and Remus could feel Tonks's beaming from beside him.

Fluer looked as though she wanted to rip Mad-Eye's arms off, but Bill silenced her by placing a big hand on her shoulder to reassure and comfort her. "You'll be with me," Remus heard him whisper in her ear, and Fluer smiled.

"Those taking the seven Harry Potters off will be," said Mad-Eye, reading off his list again, "…Bill, Arthur, myself, Tonks, Remus, Kingsley, and Hagrid." He looked up and scanned the faces with commanding eyes. "Understood?"

There was more nodding.

"I'm telling you," insisted Hermione again, "Harry won't like this…"

Just as Mad-Eye was about to fire off a retort, Molly jumped in and said loudly, "Dinner's ready. We'll discuss this again on the night we collect Harry."

All of them walked over to the dinner table, which had had a spell put on it to make it noticeably longer for the larger crowd. Remus pulled out a chair for Tonks in a gentlemanly fashion before taking the seat next to her, giving her an excited, yet reserved smile in the process.

Molly was placing bowls and plates of enormous amounts of food with Ginny's help, and everyone at the table began serving themselves. Remus could hardly put a large amount on his plate, for he felt he couldn't eat with excitement in the way of his appetite.

For a few minutes, everything was quiet until Kingsley struck up conversation. "Word is that there was another death today," he said a bit quietly after a sip of pumpkin juice, "but I dunno, people love to spread rumors even if they're about death-"

"Did you catch a name?" asked Arthur tentatively.

Kingsley shook his head. "No. I'm sure it was a Muggle, anyhow. If it was a wizard we would have known immediately."

"Good point," agreed Remus, then taking several gulps from his goblet. It was becoming harder and harder for him to hide his own excitement - his definition of excitement meaning a soft, yet permanent smile on his face, contrasting the usually poor features - as he watched everyone clear their plates quickly. He prayed for light appetites; the sooner dinner was over, the better.

A few minutes later, he felt Tonks place her hand on his knee, and when he looked up, Remus noticed that most were done and having on-the-side conversations while Molly and Ginny re-collected the plates. Most had risen from the table. Remus cleared his throat loudly, capturing the attention of everyone there, and he tried hard not to let his uncontrollable beaming give it away.

"Everyone," he said a little loudly, "Tonks and I have an announcement to make." He paused. "We are going to be married."

Several things happened at once: Mad-Eye choked on the pumpkin juice he was drinking; Kingsley sported an enormous grin on his face while still maintaining a look of surprise; Hermione and Ginny squealed loudly; Mad-Eye continued to cough horribly; Bill flashed him the thumbs-up; Molly was matching Hermione and Ginny's squeals; and lastly, Remus found himself locked in a brotherly embrace with Arthur, who was clapping his hand on Remus's back.

"Congratulations!" Arthur said, trying not to yell, and grinning as he pulled away from him. "This is wonderful!"

"When'd you pop the question, Remus?" Bill said loudly over the commotion.

"Just a couple of days ago," Remus answered in a modest tone, his smile wider than ever, making him look like a young child in Honeydukes for the first time.

"Oh, goodness!" Molly was saying; she was nearly crying as she hugged Tonks. "When will the wedding be?"

"Saturday," answered Remus and Tonks in unison, and there was an even bigger commotion, this one a tad less excited.

"Saturday!" yelled Fluer in disgust. "Zat eez too long!"

"But it makes sense," said Kingsley, who was trying to calm everyone down. "They want to get married quickly rather than planning everything out, taking too long to do things. Just in case these are their last few months." He added the last part on hastily.

"You knew exactly what we were thinking," said Remus.

"Well, I s'pose that does make sense," said Ron, who'd been sitting across from Tonks with an awestruck look written all over his freckled features.

"It does," agreed Arthur.

"Molly," said Tonks, "is it okay if we, er, borrow the garden for the ceremony? It won't take that long, Remus and I have decided not to have a huge, fancy wedding, I assure you that-"

"Feel free, feel free, dear!" interrupted Molly merrily. "Oh, this is so wonderful…"

Remus was almost laughing at the sight of Mad-Eye trying to catch is breath, still emitting a few coughs.

A few minutes after dinner, Remus was taken aside by Arthur, who'd said he wanted a word with him. Arthur seemed as though he couldn't control his own happiness; Remus had known that both he and Molly greatly supported their relationship, whereas he knew Tonks's parents rebuked it slightly.

"So," said Arthur as they sat in the empty sitting room, "tell me about it, Remus. What caused your change of mind?"

"Your son," answered Remus. "I was speaking with him in the hospital wing a little while after you and everybody else left and he just put some sense in my head. By the words he said and the condition he was in. He couldn't stop talking about how much he loved Fluer and how he was so excited to marry her, and something just clicked. It was as if he told me without speaking to go back to her."

"Ah, my son," said Arthur, grinning proudly. "Bill's always had that sort of inspiration on people."

"He's great," said Remus absentmindedly. "Look, Arthur, are you and Molly sure it's no trouble to have our wedding in the garden?"

"It's fine," Arthur assured. "Who are you planning on inviting?"

"Not many. Tonks will invite her parents, we felt like some of the Order should come along, and I wanted to invite all you Weasleys." He said it with a smile.

"Very quiet," Arthur observed. "What about a reception? Molly and I will plan something nice, a surprise for the two of you-"

"No," interrupted Remus. "I don't want you to carry Nymphadora and me and your shoulders like that, Arthur. A dinner will be just fine, thanks." He paused. "Besides, I've got our own reception planned…" He concealed a smile; it was out of his nature to say something like that, but this was Arthur the man he trusted as an older brother to him.

But Arthur did smile and he playfully punched Remus's arm. "I get it," he said. "'Atta boy, Remus…"

"Pudding?" came a sudden voice, and they looked up to see Mrs. Weasley in the doorway. Remus could see everyone else behind her at the table, eating chocolate pudding in celebration.

"Molly!" yelled a flabbergasted Arthur. "How long have you been standing there?" Remus could tell that Arthur was afraid his wife had overheard their somewhat explicit conversation.

"Only just a couple seconds," answered Molly blankly. "Why?"

"Nothing," answered Remus for Arthur. He stood and went with Arthur back to the table to eat a small helping of pudding, unable to help his grinning the entire time.

And there you are! Tell me what you think (myself - I was a bit iffy about Arthur and Remus's talk; you might know what I'm speaking of). The fanfic will start to get a bit actiony soon - I have put a LOT of thought into these upcoming chapters - and a little confusing, because I have to skip the Remus/Tonks you read in the book to avoid plaigerising and such. I haven't even gotten to "the Deathly Hallows chapters" yet (remember it was stated they got married in the first chapter). Okay, enough ranting - reviews, compliments, suggestions, questions, etc., are all accepted as usual...