Just another take on a Tonks is a werewolf story. And I can not deny, I love the idea of mates among werewolves and have seen it often in fics with these two.

It'll hopefully span from OoTP-DH.

Also, I'll be using scenes from the books.

Obviously, if you recognise it, I don't own it.

*****Also, I edited something in CHAPTER SIX. If you notice it, cookies for you, considering it's relevant later ;)*****

I did not realise it would be so difficult to write out OoTP, my GOD

Which will be very different from canon.

Shoutout to my ladies, LesbianRavenclaw and Kem'Ajiana, because I'll be using them, as I've been used in Kem'Ajiana's stories(I believe two of them? and you should read her stories for sure because yas)

''How are you feeling?'' Arthur asked Harry as he entered the kitchen.

Harry shrugged.

''It'll all be over soon.'' Mr Weasley said bracingly. "In a few hours' time you'll be cleared.''

Harry said nothing.

"The hearing's on my floor, in Amelia Bones's office. She's Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, and the one who'll be questioning you." Arthur said. "Same with you two." He looked at Remus and Tonks, the latter of which had come back into the kitchen when Molly threatened to contact her mother if she didn't come and eat breakfast. "She'll be questioning you two on the fourteenth, probably separately. From what I'm hearing, Dolores has asked to sit on both meetings, but not Harry's."

"At least Amelia is a nice person." Tonks said. "She'll hear you out, Harry."

Harry simply nodded.

"Don't lose your temper." Sirius said. "Just stick to the facts-"

Tonks laughed loudly. "That's hilarious, coming from the bloke who called Petunia Dursley a few choice words the other night-"

"My point is, Harry, be calm and polite. So, the opposite of Tonks."

"I really hate you." Tonks said, glaring at him.

Remus cleared his throat. "The law will be on your side, Harry." He said quietly. "Even underage wizards are allowed to use magic in life-threatening situations."

"Will that count for the two of you? Even if you're not underage?" Harry asked, as Molly began to attack his hair with a wet comb.

"Probably not." Tonks said. "We're monsters, right, Remus?"

"Terrible half-breeds." Remus said with a small, bitter smile.

"Does it ever lie flat?" Molly asked desperately.

"No." Sirius and Remus said, as Harry shook his head and smiled slightly.

"Lily asked that exact question, countless times." Sirius said. "And when Harry was born he had very thick hair. This boy'll never have tidy hair."

"Harry was cleared." Remus said, leaning against her door.

"So I hear."

Remus laughed lightly. "Yes, Molly's tried to quiet them down, she's not to happy with them. However, I'm surprised Walburga hasn't heard." He said. "Have you gotten some sleep?"

She shook her head. "I tried, but I just couldn't. You?"

Remus nodded. "A couple of hours." He said. "So, you said you wanted to talk to me at some point today?"

"So I did." Tonks said. "Come and sit down."

Remus walked over, sitting on the edge of her bed.

"I want to thank you, and say I'm sorry."

"For and for?"

"For helping me, and for everything I did last night. I- God, it was horrible, like watching someone else control my body."

Remus nodded. "Sometimes I used to wish that werewolves just wouldn't remember the next morning. However,-"

"That could be worse."

Remus nodded again. "Listen, you don't need to apologise." He said. "As for Sirius, his ego is severely bruised, he'll be looking to test your limits for a few days. Ignore him, he'll get over himself."

"I'm leaving tomorrow." Tonks said. "That'll give him time to get over it."

Remus stared at her. "The meeting, though-"

"I'm not going."

"You're going to be in a lot of trouble if you don't." Remus said.

"I'm going to be with werewolves, I doubt the Ministry will find me."

"You won't be there forever."

Tonks shrugged. "So they arrest me when I come back to London, I didn't do anything wrong."

"Except for not showing up for a meeting for performing magic in front of Muggles." Remus said.

"One Muggle."

Remus sighed. "I don't think that's going to matter." He said.

"Perhaps I don't care, then." Tonks said. "I just think the sooner I go, the sooner we may have them on our side. If Voldemort is trying to recruit them-"

"He already has recruited some." Remus said. "How do we know that you're not being sent into a pack that is already loyal to Voldemort?"

Tonks shrugged. "I suppose we don't, and we won't until I get there." She said. "I'll have my wand, I'll just come straight back if it doesn't feel safe."

Remus was quiet for a moment. "I know we haven't talked much about what'll happen between us, but honestly, Nymphadora-"

"Please stop calling me that."

Remus smiled slightly. "I like to see if you'll ever let me get away with it." He said. "We can pretend that we're human enough to have a choice. If we're really honest, though, even humans don't get to choose who they fall for."

"We are human, Remus."

"Not in the eyes of the Ministry." Remus said. "I'm just worried, Tonks."

"Aren't you always?" Tonks asked.

"About various things, I suppose, yes." Remus said. "Are you sure you'll be alright?"

She sighed. "Remus, I'm an adult, I'll be fine."

Remus was quiet for another moment. "Do you want to do something tonight, then?"

She raised an eyebrow. "With... you?"

Remus nodded. "With me."

Tonks smiled slightly. "Like a date?"

Remus shrugged, his gaze wandering to the floor. "I suppose..."

The evening was warm, though Remus hadn't expected anything else considering the summer had been so warm. They left Grimmauld together, walking down the street.

"What do you have in mind?" Tonks asked.

Remus reached inside his jacket, withdrawing a bottle of firewhiskey. "Borrowed from Sirius." He said. "I figure we can go somewhere peaceful, and just talk."

"About...?"

Remus shrugged, tucking the bottle into his jacket again.

"I can't help but notice you're wearing jeans again."

"Well, I wouldn't want to look like Indiana Jones." Remus responded.

"You should wear jeans more often." Tonks said, and she noticed Remus seemed to be blushing slightly.

"I want to show you something." Remus said after they had walked for a few minutes longer. "It's, uh, where we spent some time when we were younger."

"You and Sirius?"

"And James, and Peter." Remus said, nodding. "I don't want to upset you, Tonks, but-"

"Oh, for Merlin's-"

"Are you sure you should go?" Remus asked.

"Let me put it this way, Remus." She said, quietly. "I want to do something for the Order, and this could help us."

"Or it could get you killed."

She rolled her eyes. "I'm not changing my mind, can we please not talk about it anymore?"

Remus nodded. "I won't mention it again."

"Thank you."

"However-"

"For the love of God, Remus!"

"I wasn't going to try to convince you not to go!" Remus said quickly. "I was just going to say that for some crazy reason, I think I'm going to miss you."

"Why? We don't know each other very well." Tonks said, but she couldn't ignore the fact she thought she'd miss him as well.

"Well, that's what I thought tonight could be." Remus said. "So we could get to know each other."

"Well, what do you want to know, then?" Tonks asked as they continued walking.

"Do you know who it was?" Remus asked. "Who bit you?"

She shook her head. "I just remember going for a walk with Dad, which we did often, and we thought it was a regular wolf at first- which was strange, wolves don't wander into town, right? And then there's the fact there aren't supposed to be any wolves, right? Any wolf sightings are probably actually werewolves, so then we realised it didn't look like a wolf, there were differences. It was black, that's all I know. We turned to go home, neither of us had our wands, and it came after us."

"Did your Dad...?"

"He didn't get attacked, it got me first." She rolled up her left sleeve, showing him the scar on her forearm. "He used the lid from a dustbin, beat the wolf over its head, and it just ran. What about you?"

"How old were you?"

"I had turned nineteen a few months ago." Tonks said. "What about you?" She repeated.

"I was bitten when I was five, I can't remember the attack." Remus said. "The bite is on my chest, and I found out a few years ago that it was Fenrir Greyback."

Tonks nodded. "Do you think he had no choice? That sometimes they just-"

"I know Greyback targeted me." Remus said. "My father had insulted him, said that werewolves were soulless, evil, deserving nothing but death."

"Does he still believe that?"

Remus shrugged. "We haven't talked much since I left home." He explained. "I'll send him letters, but we were never close."

"What about your mother?"

"She was a Muggle, she didn't understand Lycanthropy fully. She didn't care, I was still her son." Remus said. "She died when I was eighteen."

"I'm sorry."

Remus shrugged. "She was sick for a very long time, I used to use it to excuse my disappearances from school." He said. "I'm just glad she's no longer suffering."

"And you never tried to patch things up with your father?''

"No." Remus said, and she noticed he tensed up immediately, and felt bad for even asking.

"I'm sorry for asking, I just-"

"It's fine." He said, giving her a slight smile that she figured was extremely forced. "However, to be fair, what about your parents?"

"What about them?" Tonks asked. "Mum's overbearing, Dad's too relaxed, it's a strange mix, but it works. However, they both teamed up on me and said I should stay living with them."

"It makes sense, considering."

She shrugged. "Yes, but I'm not planning on staying home forever."

"Perhaps you won't. You're not there now, are you?" Remus asked.

"Well, no, but I don't imagine he will stay living there forever, either." Tonks said. "Maybe if the war ends..."

"Maybe."

"Did you ever have a plan for if the last war ended?" Tonks asked, but Remus shook his head.

"It went on for so long, it was already in the early stages when I began school." Remus explained. "I just didn't think of a life after it."

"And what about this one?" Tonks asked, as Remus led her into a park.

"I haven't thought about it yet. It could be many, many years." Remus said. "Well, this is it. Holford Gardens."

"This is where you used to come with the others?" Tonks asked, as they walked to sit on a bench.

"James' Dad would Apparate us out here, and we'd meet with Sirius." Remus explained. "Sometimes we'd spend all night here, and James' Dad would meet us in the morning."

"For living during a brewing war, you clearly had a lot of freedom." Tonks said, and Remus nodded.

"None of us were really worth targeting at that point." He explained. "It wasn't until we were older."

"What about after Sirius got disowned?" Tonks asked. "Did you still come here?"

"No, we stayed at James' house a lot after that." Remus said. "I think James' parents knew about me, but I was never sure and I certainly wasn't going to ask."

Tonks nodded. "No, that wouldn't be a comfortable conversation."

Remus pulled the firewhiskey from his jacket, offering it to her. She took it, taking a swig and handing it back to him.

"Can I ask something?" She asked, and he nodded. "Why did you join Greyback's pack?"

Remus tensed slightly.

"I'm sorry, you don't have to tell me." She said quickly.

"Maybe one day, when I know you won't be disgusted by my reasons, I will tell you." Remus said. "Just not yet."

Tonks left the next morning, before anyone was awake. Remus knew she was going to be doing this, and had said goodbye before they went their separate ways the night before, and Tonks did feel bad she hadn't stayed to say goodbye to the others.

She walked for hours, towards the area Dumbledore had told her about. She passed a large stone wall, behind which a large manor was hidden- she only caught a glimpse of the manor as she passed the gate, which was covered in thick layers of ivy- and walked for a few more hours, deep into the forest.

She had been expecting the pack to have lookouts, it'd be foolish not to. However, she hadn't expected the lookout to be so guarded and aggressive. She hadn't even heard anyone approaching where she was, instead she heard a thunk behind her.

Tonks felt herself get thrown to the ground as someone crashed into her before she could turn. "Who are you?" A voice demanded, the attacker's elbow digging into her shoulder.

"I'm not here to hurt anyone!" Tonks cried. "I'm here as a favour to Albus Dumbledore, he said the alpha owes him a favour!"

"Holy shit... Tonks?!"

Her attacker got off of her, and she rolled over to get up, but froze. "Dubois?!"

Charlotte Dubois held out a hand, helping Tonks to her feet, and the two women stared at each other. "You're alive?" Tonks asked.

"Well, duh."

Charlotte Dubois had been in Tonks' year at Hogwarts, a Slytherin. She had been a Beater starting in their third year, Tonks becoming Hufflepuff Beater in their fourth year. Charlotte had spent a lot of time with Tonks and Charlie, despite all three belonging to different Houses. The Quidditch Cup never caused rifts between the three, instead providing opportunity for each of them to 'gently' rib each other about their team's current holding.

However, it was widely believed that she had died right after they had finished school.

"What happened to you?" Tonks asked. "And... uh, were you in that tree?"

Charlotte looked up at the tree above them. "Oh, that. Yes."

"Why?"

"Why not?" Charlotte countered. "Why are you here, Tonks?"

"I was sent to join the Tyrande pack." Tonks said.

"Shit, you're a werewolf! I thought so, I noticed you, and I just kind of- I knew it hadn't rained last night, so that's- damn, at least your scent can be ignored easily. I've been told cinnamon doesn't belong in a forest." Charlotte said.

"You used to put cinnamon extract on your wrists, Char, you don't smell any different than when you were a student." Tonks said.

"I suppose I'm lucky, eh? When were you bitten?"

"I was nineteen." Tonks said. "What about you? Everyone thought you had died!"

"It was the first full moon after we finished Hogwarts. I found this pack a few weeks later, I couldn't stay home, I didn't want to hurt my parents.''

"So you came here?"

"Yes. Well... no." Charlotte said. "I was part of another pack first. Unfortunately, there was a fallout between me and that alpha, so I left, and I came here. I've been here for two years now."

"Do your parents know?"

Charlotte shook her head. "No, it's easier this way." She said, and then shrugged. "What're you doing here, anyway?"

"Well, like I said, a favour for Dumbledore."

"Why is Dumbledore asking for favours?" Charlotte asked. "And from you?"

"Well, he needs werewolves."

Charlotte raised an auburn eyebrow. "He needs werewolves."

"Well, we need werewolves." Tonks said. "Surely, you know what happened in June?"

Charlotte was quiet for a moment. "Oh! Yes, that." Charlotte said.

"Yes, well... I'm a member of the Order of the Phoenix." Tonks said. "And we know Voldemort is recruiting werewolves, so I'm the one trying to recruit for us."

"Well, usually new pack members don't even meet the alpha for a while... but lucky you! You're old friends with the beta!"