Tonks's POV
As I got ready to go to the funeral, I discovered that my metamorphmagus powers were back. I smiled grimly, as I went started experimenting with it. I spent a little too much time on that, and I had to scramble to get ready on time. My hair went to its natural unnatural bubble-gum pink.
I met up with the other Order members and we all went to the funeral together. I held hands with Remus the whole time, mostly for emotional support. I also wasn't going to let him leave again.
I was crying the whole time during the funeral. It was a beautiful ceremony, simply memorable.
Remus and I went for a walk around the grounds. It was a beautiful day, too beautiful.
Truthfully, I was scared. Years ago, when I joined the Order, I knew that Dumbledore would always have a plan, a good plan, and a foolproof plan. Dumbledore just made everyone feel safe. I know I can fight, but still, Dumbledore was the only one You-Know-Who feared. And with Dumbledore gone…things will be worse. Remus says Dumbledore's plan revolves around Harry. There is so much pressure put around that kid. I hope he can do it, whatever he has to do.
A couple nights later, Remus and I were walking along in the park. The sunset was beautiful. The drops of red from the sky cascaded down to meet the sun, as the yellow and pinks slowly faded. Dark purple settled over. I was admiring the sunset, and thinking how sunsets were much better than sunrises, when I noticed that Remus wasn't in my peripheral vision anymore.
Thinking he'd left, I spun around to see him on one knee, a ring held out. I managed a yes, before I started crying again. I hugged him and kissed him and smiled. "Soon as possible?" I asked, referring to the marriage.
He nodded. "Soon as possible," he promised.