Tonks's POV

I smiled into the mirror, preparing my hair. It was long, blonde, and curly, and pretty stylish, if you ask me. I had to look my best for the wedding. I was wearing a pretty blue dress that was really sparkly. The end skimmed the floor. It was sleeveless, but it had a back. I thought it was a pretty awesome dress.

"Ready?" I asked Remus.

"Honey, I was ready to go 20 minutes ago," replied Remus.

I twirled around and walked over to him. "Let's go."

The wedding was set on a beautiful day. We saw a curly-haired redhead that we knew was Harry. Arthur had mentioned his disguise.

"Wotcher," I said as Harry turned around. "Arthur told us you were the one with the curly hair. Sorry about last night," I lowered my voice to a whisper as we walked to our seats. "The ministry's being very anti-werewolf at the moment and we thought our presence might not do you any favors."

"It's fine, I understand." Harry said, talking more to Remus, than to me. I appreciated the fact that he cared about Remus's feelings. Remus gave a small smile, and then went back to his gloomy expression. What was up with him?

The ceremony was lovely. After they got married, the floor cleared to a dance floor, and tables circled around it. I sat a table with Remus, sipping champagne that was floating around. I was unnerved by Remus's depression. Something else was up, but what, I really didn't know.

"Mind if I dance?" I asked Remus.

"No, go ahead," said Remus.

I stood up and dragged Remus up. "One dance?" I pleaded.

He agreed, and we danced for a while, having fun. We twirled and stomped all over the dance floor.

"Dora, I have to rest now," said Remus, sitting down,

"Okay, see you later," I said, not ready to stop dancing.

I danced with Charlie now, since Remus was being a party pooper.

"Nice to see you again, Tonks." said Charlie.

"Nice to see you remembered to call me Tonks," I said. "Although, that's technically not my surname anymore…still, Tonks is better than my first name."

"How are you?" asked Charlie.

"Swell. I love weddings, they're so happy." I said.

"Yeah, it's nice to see Bill really happy." said Charlie.

"Did Ginny tell you what she thought?" I asked, snorting at the memory.

"Oh yeah, with you and Bill…" Charlie laughed "weirdest paring ever."

"Weirder than you and Norberta?" I asked, mischievously.

We both burst out laughing. Bill and Fleur were dancing in the middle. We were all having a good time, until Kingsley's patronus appeared.

The Ministry has fallen. Scrimgeour is dead. They are coming.