Yay, another chapter! this is the date one, and i really like it.

when they get back to tonks's flat, it get's a bit steamy, and i think i'm going to up the rating, so i have alittle more leeway. also, i came up with a lot of questions, and i hope you enjoy their answers and that they are in character. i tried to do my best.

also: i don't care about clothes that much, so if that's not how you get ready for a date, sorry. also, tonks's hair is supposed to be like amy adams in enchanted, if you're wondering. (i lvoe that movie and amy adams...)

so i'm going back to school tomorrow, so i won't be able to update all that often, but i have frees this year, so please stay with me. i promis i'll have one up every 2 weeks. well, i'll try. i can try for one a week, but i have school, youth group stuff, and dancing, so i might be a trifle busy. but don't give up hope. i'm planning on having this story go through DH, up until the last moment. let's take a minute to mourn that these two wonderful people aren't with us anymore.......ok, moment's over. so, now that it's here, let's get a move on!

Disclaimer: not JKR, but while at camp i didn't find a mysterious vat at Polyjuice Potion. now if only i had her hair....or toenails. EW! sorry, anywho, not JKR never was, never will be. hope you enjoy!

"Nymphadora, is there are reason you are being more absent minded than normal?" Moody growled as he walked into her cubical to give her more paperwork, noticing that she had barely made a dent in the last pile he left an hour ago.

"What's that?" she said, jerking from her reverie.

"Oh never mind." Moody said. "Here's more work. This all needs to be done before you leave today. No left-overs, got it, girl?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Tonks said will a wave of her hand.

"Humph," Moody said as he stumped out of the cubical.

Tonks disregarded her superior's instructions and went back to daydreaming about her date with Remus that night. She didn't even notice the time go by until she looked at her clock and jumped in surprise when it read 4:00.

"Bugger!" she cried. She looked over at the small mountain of work. "Gee, when did this appear here? Oh bollocks, I have to have all this done in an hour!"

Her quill scurried across the pieces of parchment feverishly. Tonks felt as though she was back in her school days when she had left all her essays until the night before they were due.

"Here you go Mad-Eye," Tonks said as she dropped the papers unceremoniously on her mentor's desk. "All done, and on time."

"Thank you Nymphadora. Now you may go and do whatever shenanigans you were thinking about today. I'm amazing you got anything done."

"See you tomorrow."

"See you. Nymphadora, one more thing." Moody said as she turned to leave.

"What Mad-Eye?" she answered wearily.

"Don't come in with a hangover, because I have a lot more paperwork for you." Moody growled. Tonks rolled her eyes, gave her consent and left. Ok, now I have forty five minutes to make myself ready for this she thought to herself as she apparated to her flat.

***

"Emily!! I need your help!" Tonks said, falling into her flat.

"What is it Tonks?" Emily said, coming out of the kitchen with a slice of pizza.

"I have a date with the amazing Remus tonight, and I want your help to make me look attractive." Emily sighed.

"Follow me hun." Emily brought Tonks to the latter's room. "First, your outfit. Where are you going?"

"No idea, sorry. Just dinner…" Tonks replied.

Emily clucked her tongue "Ok, we're going to go with the 'sexy-without-trying' look." She said, walking to Tonks's wardrobe and rummaging inside.

"Sounds perfect."

"Great. How about this really cute jeans with a simple tank?" Emily said, pulling a pair of jeans that showed off Tonks's backside quite well. She nodded in approval. "And this aqua tank."

"Ooh, Remus will just die!" Tonks said, smirking.

"You bet your butt he will!"

Tonks put on the outfit, silently thanking god that she hadn't put on any weight. Some things you just can't morph away. And anyway, she wanted him to see her for her, not her faking a super model body. The jeans were a deep denim, with just enough give. They were faded on the thighs and on the backside. There were a few rips by the knees. But what am I to do? It's not my fault I'm a klutz. Well, ok, it is my fault, but that's not the point here. They hugged her butt in a way that would make Remus jealous. They were slim up until the knees, where they flared out slightly. The hems were also a bit ragged. They looked loved and well worn.

Her aqua tank top was a bit tight around her chest and complimented her curves well. It had a lace trim and a little bow at the center of the v-neck. It plunged a bit lower than Tonks was used to, but if she had to lean over; it would give Remus a good view. She didn't mind. Maybe I should make a reason to lean down…

"Tonks!" Emily waved a hand around Tonks's face, breaking her from her reverie.

"Yeah, Em?" Tonks said vaguely.

"Your hair and makeup now. I'm thinking, waist length, strawberry blonde, and curly."

Tonks screwed up her eyes in concentration. "How's this?" She asked Emily.

"Umm, too curly. A bit more wavy."

"You got it." She tried again. "Better?"

"Perfect. Now how about we do some neutral colored eye shadow, with a hint of purple, a bit of eye liner, and a dot of mascara?" Emily asked walking to Tonks's vanity table.

"Sounds great to me." Tonks said, closing her eyes, letting Emily take over. Ten minutes later, she stood back to look at her handy work. "Wow Tonks, you look drop dead gorgeous."

"Not yet." Tonks said as she ran a lip gloss brush over her lips. "Now I'm good. And with five minutes to spare! Thanks, Em, I couldn't have done this without you." Tonks said, hugging her friend.

"Anytime. But you might want to take a sweater, just in case it gets chilly."

"On it. I've got the perfect one." Tonks pulled out a heather grey, knitted, cardigan that reached mid thighs. It had two big buttons in the front to close it."

Emily smiled in approval. "Alright Emmy, I gotta run, but I'll see you soon-ish. I'm not sure when we'll be back."

"Don't worry about it kiddo."

"Great, love you!" she said as she ran out the door. She turned on the spot and found herself at 52 Wimpleton St.

***

Tonks took a deep breath and timidly knocked on the door; it opened to reveal Remus in a blue button down shirt with the top button undone. The sleeves were rolled to his elbows and he was wearing a pair of jeans. In her opinion, he couldn't have looked sexier.

He opened the door, expecting Tonks in patched jeans with a Weird Sisters band t-shirt. But no, he opened the door to see a stunning woman in front of him. What in the name of Merlin did she do? She looks absolutely amazing. His heart was pounding in his ears. To cover his shock, he leaned against the door frame.

Her breath caught as she looked at him, leaning casually against the door jam. "Hi Nymphadora. I don't know what Moody us talking about. You are always punctual when meeting with me." She turned a brilliant shade of scarlet. Feeling bold, she said, "Maybe there's a reason for that."

He raised his eyebrows at her. "Is there?"

"I don't know," she began. Remus's heart leapt to his throat. "But I think that after tonight I will have an answer for you." He was able to breathe again, (not that breathing around Nymphadora was an easy feat to begin with).

"Alright then. We should go. Grab on." He said, holding out his arm.

"Where are we going?" she asked.

"That my dear, is a surprise – thus the side-along." He said with a grin. She rolled her eyes at him, but grabbed on anyway.

After the moment of crushing darkness, they appeared on a quiet street that was quite muggle.

"Follow me," Remus said as he led her into a quaint little Italian place. "Do you like Italian?" he asked a little nervous.

"I love it. It's my favorite." She broke out into a huge grin.

He mirrored hers and said, "Wonderful. Let's eat, I'm starved."

She giggled, and followed him into the restaurant. She was hit with the amazing aroma of baking bread, pasta sauce, cheese, and some spices she couldn't quite distinguish.

"Hello, my name is Tom and I will be your server tonight. What can I get for you?" the teenager asked the couple politely.

"We'll take," Remus paused. He didn't know what to order, as this place most certainly didn't have butterbeer.

"I'll have a diet coke." Tonks said, coming to his rescue.

"I'll have the same. But with lemon please." Remus said.

"Two diet cokes one with lemon coming right up." Tom said with a smile. He turned and went through the swinging doors that lead to the kitchens.

"So Nymohadora, how do you like it?" he asked her.

"It's cozy. I really like it. Thank you so much for this, Remus."

"Anything for you Nymohadora." He said, reaching across the table to take her hand. When their hands made contact, a spark flew. Tonks felt the electricity surge up her arm and through her body. Her breath hitched as she lifted her eyes to look Remus in the eye.

"W-we're going to have to do something about you calling me N-nyphadora." She said, slightly breathily.

"Ok, what do you propose?" Remus asked in the same tone; she could tell he felt the same sparks.

"Well, you could try what I told you to do yesterday." She said.

"What was that? I forget."

"Naughty professor," she joked, poking him on the nose. "I told you to call me 'Dora'."

"Hmm, Dora. I like the sound of that." Remus said, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear. Shivers ran up and down her spine.

"Good, because I do too. Much better than, the Nymphadora." She shuddered.

"Here are your drinks. What can I get you to eat?" Tom asked.

"We'll take a large pizza with olives, eggplant, and broccoli. One topping on each third." Tonks said, smiling up at the waiter.

"Will, do. That will be out soon enough." Tom said, smiling back at her.

"Thank you." He nodded as he walked away. "Ok, where were we?"

"We were talking about the possibility of calling you Dora, Nymphadora."

A low growl escaped my throat. "Remus, the reason for the nick name is so you don't call me Nymphadora."

Remus just chuckled.

"You know, Remus can be a mouthful, do you have any nicknames?" Tonks said, raising one eyebrow.

"Well, Sirius and Ja—I mean, just Sirius calls me Moony, but I don't know if you'd feel comfortable calling me that." He said, blushing at his slip up.

"Why ever not professor?"

"Ooh, I like that one." Remus said with a smile.

"Very well professor. Oh, but that has a lot of syllables. How about," she paused, thinking of a name that rolled off her tongue. "Remy. I like it."

Remus wrinkled his nose.

"You don't like it?" she said, crestfallen.

"No, it just makes me feel like I'm a rat. And we all know that's Peter."

"Huh?"

"Never mind. I'll tell you the story another time." Remus said, fidgeting in his seat.

"Ok then," Tonks said slowly. "So maybe I'll just stick to Remus. And an occasional 'Professor'."

"That sounds perfect." He said, flashing her, a dazzling smile. She lost the thought she was going to say. His smile just made her melt. Though he was a bit wrinkly, and he had some grey hairs, his teeth were two perfect pearly rows of whiteness. "Knut for your thought," he said, cocking his head at her.

"Oh, I was just thinking about how nice your smile was." She said, blushing.

"Well, thank you," he replied, giving her blush a run for its money.

They sat in silence for a little bit, each caught up in their own thoughts, mostly about the other.

"Here's your pizza!" Tom said cheerily, as he placed a steaming pie on a little black thing that was next to the table.

"Mmm, it smells so good," Tonks said, taking a deep breath. She lowered her voice so only Remus could hear her. "This smell would be in my Amortentia."

He chuckled appreciatively. They both sat and chewed their pizza thoughtfully, and made little conversation after.

"Are you done?" he asked after about twenty minutes of near silence.

"Yes, thank you very much, this was lovely."

"You're most welcome Dora. I'll be right back." Remus got up to find Tom to pay for dinner.

Wow, I am so lucky. Remus is just so caring, and I really love him. Could this date get any better? We're having so much fun. And that smile! It made me weak. I'm glad he didn't ask me to stand, because I don't think I'd be able to.

"Come on Dora, we're all set." Remus said softly offering her a hand.

"Thanks Remus, really. This was so nice." She said as they stepped outside. She shivered slightly at the nip of the cool night air. He pulled her closer, immediately making her warm. She leaned against him as they walked towards a deserted alley to apparate back to her flat. She could hear his heat beating, and him shirt was so soft against her cheek.

"Let's go back to your flat." He said, his breath tickling her ear. She nodded, hugging him close. He could tell this was going to be another side-along.

***

She unlocked the door and lead Remus inside.

"Is you roommate here?" he asked her.

"Umm, I'm not sure. EMILY!!!! ARE YOU HERE?!?!" she yelled to the small depths. There was no reply. "I don't think so. I think we're alone." She said coyly, turning to bury her head in his chest.

"Good, because I wanted some time alone with you." He said into her hair. Remus lifted her chin with his finger looking straight into her hazel eyes. Tonks felt her insides jumping around, as if they were playing musical chairs. She couldn't take it any longer. She leaned forwards, just a little bit. He met her half way, and their lips met.

This kiss wasn't like the one they shared in St. Mungo's. This one was full of passion and love. His tongue slowly, almost hesitantly, brushed her lips, wanting to deepen the kiss. She obliged happily, melting into his chest. He moved one of the hands from his waist to her hair and began playing with the long curly locks. She reached around his neck and clasped her hands behind his neck.

He broke the kiss, leaving her breathless. She was about to say something, when he leaned his head farther down and began kissing her neck. She was worried she would collapse. This was nothing like when any of her other boyfriends did it, this was Remus – kissing, and she felt his tongue flick out and lick her neck, but only for a moment.

"Remus," she rasped when she could catch her breath.

"What?" he asked, his voice muffled.

"Can we sit? I think I might fall." He broke away and looked at her swaying figure. Without saying anything, he swept her up and carried her to the couch where he plopped her down and sat next to her. Tonks curled into his side, stroking his chest.

"Ok Tonks, now for our 'get to know you' part of the date. How do you want to do this?" he asked, the corners of his mouth twitching up to a smile. She pecked his lips before answering.

"How about twenty questions? That's always fun." She said, snuggling closer. "You go first."

"Alright then. Favorite color?"

"Anything bright." She answered with a smile.

"Favorite food?"

"Anything with cheese. Love cheese."

"Favorite animal?"

"Werewolves." He looked incredulously at her. "Well, it used to be dogs, but you changed that."

He nodded slowly.

"Gee Prof, when are these going to get interesting?" she said, faking a yawn. He slapped her lightly on the arm.

"Worst thing you did at school."

"Oh, that's a good one. Um, I'd have to say…slipping Veritaserum into Sander Bulback's pumpkin juice and making him confess his undying love for me, and how he thought about me as he went to sleep every night."

Remus let out a large belly laugh. "Oh, that's a good one. I think James might have done that. I don't remember. We did so many things. Anyway…favorite subject?"

"Divination." He raised his eyebrows at her.

"I didn't have to do anything. I just made up some BS that sounded mystical or whatever and she lapped it up."

"I think Harry did that Next question. What did you get for your seventeenth birthday?"

"I got a bloody watch with planets. How is anyone supposed to read something like that? I use a muggle watch."

"Huh, I know how. I could teach you. What was the first piece of magic you performed without the trace?"

"I think it was a Protego charm because one of my mates was about to jump on me, so my reaction was that." Remus chuckled at her logic.

"Alright, how many boyfriends have you had?"

She began counting. "I think twelve. I'm not sure though."

"What's the farthest you've gotten with a guy?"

"Er--"

"Oh." He said.

"Where are you most ticklish?" he asked, breaking the awkwardness.

"Hey, that's not fair!"

"All's fair in love and war. So, where is it?"

"Right under my rib cage." She said quietly, not looking at him.

"Ok," he said. She prepared herself for an attack, but it never came. "What was your most embarrassing date?"

"Oh, um…I think I'd have to say with Bobby Richardson. We were at the Three Broomsticks and we were drinking butterbeer. I had to go to the bathroom, so I got up, and of course, I tripped, and fell, but I caught myself. Unfortunately, my hand landed," she looked pointedly at his crotch.

"Ow," he winced, imagining how that felt.

"Yeah, we had to sit there all afternoon; he was in so much pain. Then when we had to leave, I had to support him. I told everyone it was because I kicked him in the shin. I still don't know if he can, you know, normally…" she trailed off, turning red.

"Ok then, yes, that is quite embarrassing. Who was your first kiss?"

"Robert Nelson."

"Where?"

"The big tree near the lake."

"Ever the descriptive one, Nymphadora."

"Watch it Lupin!"

He chuckled at her and continued his interrogation. "Well, it's you, so there must be a story behind it."

"We-ell, I was walking back from Charms when I ran head long into him. He steadied me, and I looked at him. I felt lightly fluttery, and he kept his hands on my arms far longer than necessary. We kept bumping into each other. To this day, I don't know if it was intentional or not. Regardless, one day he asked me to take a walk. We ended up near the tree, and he kissed me." She said, turning the faintest pink.

"How old were you?"

"Third year."

"Ah. I have five more. What's your mum like?"

"Well, she's kind of old fashioned, and can get in my hair, but in the end we love each other and she's always there for me."

"And your dad?"

"He's muggleborn and has a good sense of humor. We laugh a lot together and he was my best friend until Hogwarts. That's where I met Emily. We've been friends since the first trip from Platform Nine and Three Quarters."

"Is your Metamorphmagism hereditary?"

"I don't think so. There's no history of it in our family, so I think it just popped up. It's cool though, I like it."

"Interesting. If you could give yourself another name, what would it be?"

"That's a good question Professor. I'd have to say Laura or Ellie."

"But those are dreadfully common."

"Yes, I know, that's what I want one."

"Ok, last one. Then it's your turn."

"Shoot."

"Do you love me?"

"That is a stupid question Remus John Lupin. Of course I love you. I love you more than all my other 12 boyfriends combined. I love you to infinity and beyond and back infinity times."

"I just wanted to hear you say it." He said, leaning it for another heartwarming kiss. "Your turn" he said as he pulled away.

"Ok, so I'm going start like you. Favorite: color, food, animal, and article of clothing."

"Blue, Earl Grey tea, nymph, and a jumper." She gave him the same look he had given her. "Guilty. I used to like sea otters, but then I met you." She blushed.

"If you could be a kitchen utensil, what would it be?" she asked.

"What kind of question is that?" he asked incredulously.

"Just answer."

"Ok, umm, a tea pot."

"Typical. What was your favorite subject in school?"

"Arithmancy."

"Trust you to be a smarty pants. What was your worst subject?"

"Divination. I could never get the hang of it." She snorted.

"What was your favorite prank to play on people?"

"Dora, I cannot answer that one. There are too many to choose from."

"Pick." She said simply.

"Ok, sneaking up behind someone in an invisibility cloak and doing funny things to them while they look frantically around trying to find out what's going on."

"How many times have you done that to someone? Whether solo or with your Marauder groupies."

"Countless."

"As a horny teenage boy, what did you think about when you went to sleep?" she asked. He looked so surprised that she burst out in a spasm on maniacal laughter.

"Are you trying to get me to spill my deep dark secrets?" he asked her.

"Just curious." She said, gasping, and holding her middle.

"I honestly don't remember. It was probably about getting some girl or something. Probably Rosa."

Tonks wiped the tears from her eyes. "What was your worst fear when Harry as a baby. Other than Voldemort. I mean, concerning the baby."

"Either dropping him or having him turn out as arrogant and flirty as his father. One of those is enough to deal with. Thank the lucky stars he's not." Tonks laughed at this answer.

"How far have you gone with a girl?"

"We got to third, but then she freaked on me the next day, so no farther than that."

Tonks fought to keep a straight face for his sake. "How much do you want to do with me?"

"Nymphadora Tonks! This is becoming quite inappropriate!" Remus said, glaring at her.

"Relax Remus. Don't get your boxers in a twist, and answer the question."

Remus looked mortified as he whispered the answer.

"Sorry, couldn't hear that. What was that?"

"I want to go far. But not now, in the future, when all this is behind us."

"Sounds good professor. I'll take you up on that offer." He nodded weakly.

"Do you like warm showers or cold showers?"

"Depends on the day."

"Earl Grey or herbal?"

"Earl Grey all the way. Can't stand herbal."

"What part of Molly's mollycoddling is the worst for you?"

"When she tells me I don't eat enough and then tries to stuff me till I want to vomit it all back up, no matter how good it is."

"Funny, I feel the same way. Which Weasley kid is your favorite?"

"Jeez Tonks, playing favorites? I'd have to say Bill or Ginny."

"Ok, favorite smell?"

"Fresh baked bread or apple pie."

"Which side of the bed? right or left?"

"I don't care. If it's soft and warm, I'm good."

"What do you dream about?"

"You."

"Aww. Last one. How much do you love me?"

"That's a ridiculous question. I love you more than you can fathom."

"Stick to small words professor. But I love you too."

They leaned in simultaneously for a deep kiss, when they heard the door open. They pulled apart quickly, just in time to see Emily walk in, grinning from ear to ear.

"Hey Tonks, how was your date?" Tonks shot Emily a 'what are you doing he's still here' look.

"I'd better go. I'll see you tomorrow at the meeting Tonks. 6 o'clock don't forget. And stay for dinner. It'll make Molly and me happy."

And with one last kiss, he was out the door.

So what'd you think? like all Tonks's inappropriate questions? i enjoyed writing them. so i'm not sure what's next. i think it'll be oder meeting, full moon, recovery and guard duty. 11 11...make a wish!!!! I'm going to sign off, but stay with me. i'll be back!!! thanks for reading and please drop a review! ~mangotango101

PS: forgot to mention a wonderful person in my life: loverofthequill who has helped me to no end with this story. to you, i am ever greateful.