A/N: Hi everybody! So, SO sorry about the looooooong pause! The summer just flew and I didin't have to time to write (I had this languange trip in Oxford. It was amazing city! I'm so happy I have now actually been in England. I saw so much! Shakespeare's hometown, Stonehenge...etc! It was wonderful! :D). Hopefully someone is still reading...

Disclaimer: Unfortunately I have to tell you that this story isn't written by J.K. Rowling. The author is just a silly little fangirl, who likes to play with Rowling's characters.

Chapter 5

"So that was all tonight. The next meeting will be on next Friday at seven pm. " Albus Dumbledore said peering the people who were sitting around the massive wooden table behind his half moon glasses. "Now, I think Molly hankers to get to feed us all with her delicious food" he added, his blue eyes twinkling. Immediately Molly jumped from her seat started fuss about food and command people to help with setting table and getting food ready.

"Arthur, could you please get those dishes I got ready at home- Kingsley the plates are in the other dresser-"

"Can I help, Molly?" Remus asked, suddenly realising that he was only one who had not got any task from Molly. Even Dumbledore was sorting forks and knives in the other side of the table.

"No, no, Remus dear. I have enough helpers", Molly said, observing the knife, which was magically cutting the bread on the table. "I know that the fullmoon is in couple days. You can go and rest somewhere for awhile. You really look like you could need a nap"

"Molly, really. I'm okay, the fullmoon isn't still in four days-"

The rest of his sentence died down, when Molly gave him her 'It's no use to object'-look. Sighing he left from the clamouring kitchen and wandered to his favourite place in the whole house, the library.

"Why the people have to start treat me like some bloody invalid, everytime fullmoon is getting closer?" he thought morosely while sitting on the couch near the fireplace and opening a book. For couple of minutes, he tried to read his book, but soon he closed it and tossed it to the table. Somehow, he couldn't concentrate.

People always send me to rest when fullmoon is near, but truth is that growing moon makes me more restless than tired. After fullmoon.. well then it's vice versa.

Remus jumped from the couch and started observe the books in the dusty shelfs. It wasn't really fun thing to do when most titles of the books were such as Ten easy ways to kill a muggle or Mudbloods & Bloodtraitors: the Stain of the Magicworld. But it was better than just sitting and doing nothing. Soon his mind started to wander and he didin't even pay attention to the books he was browsing...

It was couple days ago when he and Sirius were sitting in the kitchen late in the night. They were drinking firewhiskey, talking and reminiscing the good, old Marauder days. It was quite late when the converstation stopped and they were just sitting quetly, sipping their drinks and enjoying the amiable silence. Remus was just starting to think of wishing good night and going to bed, when Sirius suddenly started speak again.

"You know, there's something we haven't discussed yet"

"And that would be?" Remus asked, sipping his drink.

"Women"

Remus nearly choked in his drink.

"What?"

"We know that I haven't really got the chance date anyone in the well... long time. But surely you have had some action. Maybe even at the moment...?" Sirius said, raising an inquiring eyebrow.

"Erm... No..."

"So, no one at the moment then. What about the past? When did you last time had a good sh-"

"Sirius, listen", Remus interruped, feeling little uneasy. "I... - I really haven't dated anyone since, -I don't know – since I turned thirty or something."

Now it was Sirius turn look aghast and exclaim a loud 'what!'.

"Don't look so appalled. It's not really a big thi-"

"Not a big thing!" Sirius cried out so loud that it hurt Remus's ears. "When I was in that rotten prison unable to do anything, I always thought that at least my mate Moony was somewhere having fun with ladies. And now you tell that you have been living in a bloody selibate!"

"Sirius, please-" Remus tried, but Sirius cut him off.

"We have to make chance in that!" Sirius proclaimed. "From now my honest and fine ambition is get you laid!"

Remus stared him, while the horror was bit by bit filling his mind. Sirius took a large gulp from his glass, wiped his mouth in his sleeve and then grinned widely at Remus, who was starting to wish he could just disappear.

"And I know just the right girl for you!"

"Who?" Remus asked, his mouth dry.

"Tonks, of course!"

Remus felt he could was going to faint or at least throw up.

How he knows that I like her more than I should? he thought, panicking. At loud he said, trying to sound as nonchalant as possible:

"I can't date her. I'm thirteen years her senior. And I'm sure that she wouldn't care to get attention from some shabby and poor werewolf"

"So you do like her!" Sirius cried triumphantly.

"What! I didin't say- I don't like her! Not in that way" Remus said, little too defiantly.

"Yes you do"

"No, I don't"

"Yes, you do"

"No, I don't"

"Yes, you do"

"No, I- Uh, this isn't getting anywhere." Remus said, rubbing his temples.

"It would, if you would admit that you lust the pants off my little cousin" Sirius said smugly.

"Isn't this kind of creepy that you're trying to get an old werewolf to sleep with your little cousin?"Remus asked.

"Maybe it would be creepy if I wouldn't know that she wants you as bad as you want her"

"Wh-what" Remus stammered, trying not to think how wonderful that would be if it was true. But of course it wasn't. Why Tonks would want him? He was old and worn and-

"Come on, I have seen how you look each other!" Sirius said as if he had been reading his thoughts. "Or should I say how you undress each other with your eyes-"

"Sirius", Remus said with a strangled voice "I don't want to talk anymore about this. I don't even know why we're talking about this. This is ridiculous! A woman like Tonks could never like someone like me. And even if could, I don't think I could be so selfish that I would actually be with her"

"Why would you be selfish?" Sirius asked, looking puzzled.

"Well maybe because I'm a werewolf!" Remus exclaimed, sounding little annoyed.

"That's stupid. No one cares you are a werewolf. Besides women like guys who are little 'wild', if you get what I mean..."

"I'm going to bed. Good night" Remus said, sounding still strangled. He rose from his chair and left the room, closing the door behind him. Before he could get out of earshot, he heard Sirius calling out after him:

"Good night, have nice dreams about Tonks!"

"Remus?" said a voice behind him and startled him back in the present. He turned to around and faced Tonks, who was standing in the doorway, watching him. He felt himself blush a little and dropped his book. Why she had appear now and confuse him, him just when he was contemplating her?

"Er... What- what are you doing here?" he asked, not meeting her eye and bending pick his book from the floor.

"Am I interrupting something?" Tonks asked, looking little confused. "Molly send me to get the children to downstairs. And when I got back in the kitchen Molly wouldn't allow me help anymore. She positively threw me from the kitchen. Have to be something to do with those three plates I broke earlier" She grinned at him.

When Remus didin't smile back (He was absolutely too busy to debating in his mind.), Tonks started stepping closer, looking worried.

"Are you okay?" she asked, her big, brown eyes examining him concernedly.

"No. -I mean- I'm fine" Remus said hastily, and tried not to notice how lovely she looked. She wasn't wearing anything special, just her usual set: ripped jeans, some garish t-shirt and her robe. Her hair was tonight longish, sea kind turqoise. Nevertheless she looked very beautiful. So Tonks.

I shouldn't look her like this.

"Are you sure?" Tonks said, closer now. "Oh, I get it! The fullmoon! Isn't it near now?" she asked, slapping her hand to her mouth.

"Yes it is, in four days. But really, I'm allright" Remus said, suddenly realising that it was going to be first fullmoon while knowing her. Not even for a month he had known her. And still she made him feel and act this stupidly. Since when he had started look and think her like this? Of course he had noticed she was an attractive witch from the first time he met her, and maybe, maybe he had started think her more and more when they got know each other better. But so far he had managed keep these inappropriate thoughts locked in the very corner in his mind. He had managed to act normally and enjoy her friendship. But now... Why it was now so difficult to be and talk with her? Then he realised. This was the first time he had talked her since- since Sirius had kept his stupid 'I know that Tonks likes you'-speech. Stupid Sirius. Surely he was just pulling his leg. Tonks would never ever like him like that.

Suddenly Remus felt a hand upon his hand and heard someone saying his name. He looked up and saw Tonks watching him, looking still quite worried, but smiling anyway her wonderful pixie-smile.

"You didin't answer my question" she said.

Oh, she said something and I didin't even heard.

"Um, sorry. I was just thinking... Anyway, what did you say, then?"

"I was just saying that I think we should go downstairs. Surely they are ready for now" she said, relinquishing her hold on his hand. Remus tried not feel disappointed not to feel anymore her small, warm hand in his.

Get hold of yourself! She touched you only to get to your attention when you was too occupied with your stupid thoughts to talk to her.

They went down to kitchen and found that Tonks has been right; the Weasley's housewarming party was ready to start. The large, wooden table was in buffet style brimful with Molly's deliciuosly looking dishes. Someone, undoubtedly the the Weasley twins, had decorated the whole room with garish orange balloons and streamers each having text 'Beware, the Weasleys are here!'. Soon the people were eating, talking and laughing. Everytime Remus's eyes reached Tonks's and she grinned at him, his heart beated way too fast, and he felt stupidly giddy.

Damn I'm pathetic. He thought surly and took a bite from his potato.

A/N: Well there it is! Another chapter! Finally! If you have any ideas concerning the story or you want to delight the tardy author with a comment, please do it! :)

P.S. Sorry if Remus is too nervous in this chapter... It was just so fun write him like that :)