Long note: Well. I'm back. Not dead. Yet. I feel really bad about not updating in over two months. Things have been a bit hectic for want of a better word. Been feeling a bit depressed at stuff. Anyway. I only really managed to finish this due to a paintball excursion yesterday, Saturday. My legs feel like shit and threaten to fall off if I walk down or up a single stair, let alone a whole staircase. So now I am sitting in front of my computer, writing. Paint-balling was awesome though. Ran out of paint in the last round and started dancing the Macarena with a mate in the middle of the small battle field. I got shot soooo much.

Quick note: Thanks to all who reviewed and cleared up the relationship thing. I had started re-reading the Harry Potter books but I gave up at the end of the fourth book. They are just too long to read again after that. This was meant to be quick.

A fight and a wedding

Ginny was upset. Everything was going well. Harry was going out with her. The love potion was ready to be administered with enough to keep him intoxicated for another five years. Then they would have had the money and it wouldn't have mattered what would happen. But then came along Tonks. Tonks stole Harry away from her. She had only been away from Harry for two weeks and then she finds out that he's getting married to that bimbo. There was no way he could have fallen for her that quickly. She must be have used love potions. She wanted the money for herself. Ginny couldn't allow that to happen. She had to get Harry back no matter what. She had taken a large bottle and filled it with as much love potion as she could. Harry's door was unlocked. There he was. In that bitch's arms. Damn her. Well Harry would be pining after Ginny soon. Just as soon as she gave him the love potion.

Ginny walked slowly and quietly into the room and towards Harry's bed. She pulled him over, away from Tonks. He moaned at the lack of contact. Ginny scowled. She climbed onto the bed and straddled his waist, uncorking the large bottle. She opened his mouth and placed the neck of the bottle inside it. The liquid poured into his mouth and he began to breathe through his nose. She held his nose closed and rubbed his throat forcing him to swallow. Half the bottle was gone before he started coughing. She panicked and pulled the bottle away, clamping her hand over his mouth to stop the noise. She was still holding his nose closed. Harry's eyes shot open and he struggled against her. He was stronger than her but was now seriously lacking oxygen. His head was dizzy. He gave a final push, wrenching Ginny off. She let out a yell as she fell hard on the floor. Harry spat up the potion in his mouth onto the floor and took deep breaths, air filling his lungs at last.

Tonks had woken up when she heard Ginny yell. She had shot up straight away and seen Ginny on the floor. Harry was coughing violently and he leaned to the side before spitting out some potion. She moved over to him and held him protectively and comfortingly before he froze up in her arms. She watched horrified as he writhed in pain. She felt his magic push out. Protecting him from everything. Lashing out in rage at the damage that had been done. She was pushed back forcefully and landed on the floor with a thud. She got up from the floor and moved slowly towards him, determined. She could feel his magic pushing against her. She let it flow around her. Not pushing back but still walking forward. The magic had formed a whirlwind in the room, tossing the furniture around and destroying it against the walls. The whole house was awake now. They had amassed outside the room and were looking on in horror, unable to do anything. Ginny had retreated fearfully out of the room and was cowering in her own room.

Tonks walked steadily onwards. Several bruises and cuts had been made on her arms, legs and body by debris flying around her. Mrs Weasley was shouting at her now. Probably telling her to leave him alone. To get out while she could. She couldn't leave him now though. He needed her. She could feel it. A piece of chair hit her arm painfully. It felt broken. She was so close now. She picked her arm up and reached towards him, stroking his cheek. The magic seemed to calm. She climbed into the bed next to him. His magic was striking at her in fear. She didn't fight back. She lay next to him and pulled him close, ignoring the pain and the noise. She held his head to her chest, made him listen to her heart beat to calm him down. The wind died around them. It pushed out and kept a ring. Allowing no one else through. It was just the two of them. No one else. It was quieter now. Her arm started to lose its painful throb. Her cuts and bruises seemed to heal.

Tonks looked down. He was peaceful now. His face wasn't contorted in fear or pain or anger. He was calm. She lay him down and rested her head on his chest, the sound of his heart now soothing her to sleep.

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Harry woke up with a weight on his chest. This wasn't unusual. The unusual thing was that there was a lot of talking going on. He kept his eyes closed and concentrated on what was being said. The memories pieced together in Harry's mind as the talking washed over him. That horrible taste. He couldn't breathe. Someone was there. Forcing it into him. Red hair? It was Ginny. Must have been a love potion or something She just couldn't leave him alone and get over him. Why him. Why couldn't she go after someone else? He groaned at his own misfortune at attracting Ginny. It didn't go unnoticed.

"He's coming round." Someone said. It might have been Remus. Harry opened his eyes. Six people were converging on him. Dumbledore. Moody. Mrs Weasley. Madame Pomphrey. Remus. Sirius. They all pulled back rather abruptly when a wand was pointed at them. The arm holding the wand came from the region of Harry's chest. He looked down and saw Tonks curled up beside him. Staring down the others until they all stepped back. Harry ran a hand through her hair and her attention switched to him, though her wand was still pointed in the others direction.

"Morning." Harry whispered. "Why's everybody here then? And more importantly, did any of them bring me some breakfast in bed? I'm starving." Tonks giggled as Harry pushed himself up and sat propped against the head board. He looked around as Tonks sat beside him and leant on his side, placing a hand around the front of his waist. "Hello sir." Harry addressed Dumbledore with a slightly cold edge. "What brings you here?"

"I came when I was told of the relationship you were having with Nymphadora. I do not agree with this, Harry."

'Typical.' Harry thought. He doesn't care about the fact that Ginny tried to force love potion down my throat but he does care about who I'm dating.' Harry let out a short laugh. "I don't care, sir."

"Harry you must realize that this relationship you had was not right."

"As far as I am aware I am still in a relationship with Nym. And I plan to be for the rest of my life. There is no reason to use the past tense. Sir." Harry added the last bit as an afterthought. He was starting to get annoyed now. Why couldn't he see that Tonks and he were together?

"That level of commitment isn't natural for someone your age, Harry. I fear that Miss Tonks may have used some form of love potion to get you like this." Sirius snorted in mocking laughter and Harry's fists clenched tightly.

"You mean like Ginny did last night." He took a deep breath. "Leave. Now."

"I must insist that you return to Privet Drive, Harry. It is safer for you there and I can't allow you and Miss Tonks to see each other."

"I don't give a rat's arse what you insist, Sir. You can't make me do anything. And I told you to leave." Dumbledore tutted once or twice and shook his head for good measure. He left the room, confident that he would have Harry back under his wing by the end of summer. Mrs Weasley followed him.

Moody stayed behind to say something. "I know you, Tonks. You're reckless, spontaneous and you anger quite easily. And from what I've seen of Mr Potter, I'd say you've met your equal. I wish you both luck. Just don't rush things."

Tonks laughed. "Like we have a choice." Moody just nodded and walked out, his leg clinking against the floorboards. Remus and Sirius sat down n the end of the bed and looked at the two lovers for a minute before Sirius spoke up.

"You mind explaining what happened last night. All other accounts are jumbled up or untrustworthy."

"What, did Ginny say I came onto her or something?" Harry said, joking.

"Close." Remus said then burst into laughter at the look on Harry's face. It was somewhere near disbelief and disgust.

Harry cringed and explained things from his point of view. Tonks took over when he got to the passed where he passed out. At the end of the small story, both Sirius and Remus were angry.

"What the bloody hell was she playing at?"

"That much could have killed you!"

"What?" Harry exclaimed.

"Love potions don't last for ever because the person's magic fights against it. With that much forced into you at once. Your magic tried to fight it off. That much should have used up all of a wizard's magic. Killing them." Harry sat stunned. He could have died? "It's a good thin that your magic is more powerful. At least, that's the only reason I can come up with."

"She is gonna' get what's coming to her." Sirius said, standing up. Tonks stopped him.

"No." She said calmly. "She's mine." She kissed Harry quickly before jumping off of him and speeding out the door, not caring that she was still wearing her bed clothes. Ginny was downstairs in the Kitchen acting like nothing had happened. Tonks stalked over to her and gripped her shirt pulling her roughly towards her. "You tried to steal my man from me. Nearly killing him in the progress. I do believe that gives me the right to challenge you to an honour duel." Ginny wriggled around before looking at Tonks defiantly.

"Fine. I'll prove that Harry should be mine."

"The middle of Diagon Alley. Outside Gringotts. Tomorrow. All spells." Tonks let go and pushed Ginny back into her chair before leaving. Ginny held a brave face but her whole body was shaking. The other Weasleys just looked on in shock.

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Dumbledore was very put out. He had not planned for this eventuality and to be honest. He didn't like it. The boy was ignoring him now. He was supposed to be his. This would require to looking into. He knew he should have gotten rid of Sirius and Tonks. Those two ruined everything. He smashed his desk in half in rage and watched as it repaired itself before being smashed apart again. He was about to do it a third time when he stopped.

'No. I can regain control of him. I will do whatever it takes. The Honour duel. I will use the little one. With Tonks dead then Harry will be mine' Dumbledore smiled to himself and started to plan the best time to start controlling the girl.

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Ginny was nervous. Tonks wasn't. She would just rough Ginny up a bit. Show her that Harry was her's. It probably wouldn't last that long when she thought about it. Ginny had only just finished her forth year and hadn't reached magical maturity yet. Tonks was a fully trained Auror with an above average magic level.

Ginny was still visibly shaking as she stood across the street from Tonks who was with Harry. She scowled at them. For all the good it would do. She was going to lose. Everything. Harry. The money. The fame. Tonks would get all that and she had no hope of beating her. Even with the D.A. training. That was mostly defence and stunners. She was no match against a trained Auror. She was thinking about surrendering before she got hurt when an unseen spell hit her from behind. Her eyes glazed over slightly though not enough to be noticeable unless you really looked for it.

Tonks gave Harry a quick kiss and walked into the centre of a ring on the ground made of silver dust. Ginny strode forward confidently. Lots of people noticed the sudden change in her demeanour, including Tonks but she just shrugged it off as adrenaline or something similar. They bowed to each other and Tonks invoked the terms of the Honour Duel. A silvery white dome sprung around them from the silver dust circle. A crowd had gathered since the circle was drawn and now more came when the dome appeared. It had been a long time since a public Honour Duel had taken place and many younger witches and wizards hadn't seen one before.

Tonks and Ginny circled round each other, judging how the other would attack and how they would counter and so forth. After about thirty seconds Tonks sent a stream of stunners as a light start. Ginny dodged them with surprising ease. She sent back a cutting curse that Tonks moved away from easily but nearly got hit by a silent bludgeoning spell that was sent a moment after the cutting curse. Tonks cursed under her breath as she saw the spell flash past her head. She rolled to the side and shot a mix of cutting curses, bone breaking curses and bludgeoning spells at Ginny's exposed right side. Ginny pulled up a spell and dived to the side but still got hit when a couple of spells from the wide range the Tonks shot them broke through her shield. A cutting curse slashed her leg from thigh to knee and a bludgeoning curse hit her in the arm and produced a crack from a bone.

Ginny ignored the pain and shot a bone breaking curse back at Tonks. Tonks kept moving and dodging all of Ginny's spells as they came. Ginny was tiring, drained of magic, and wouldn't last long. Ginny's concentration lapsed as she felt the magical toll on her body. Tonks took her chance and hot her with a leg locking jinx and a bludgeoning curse. Ginny spiralled towards the floor and landed on her side. Her broken arm taking the brunt of the weight. Tonks strode over to her and put her wand to Ginny's head. Ginny yelled at her and rolled to the side, something that would seem almost impossible to do by pushing off from a broken arm. Ginny whipped round and pointed her wand at Tonks and screamed "Avada Kedavra!"

Tonks' eyes went wide before she dived to the side while pulling up a stone slab in front of her to stop the killing curse. Tonks got up and dusted herself off. She was pissed off now. Ginny had tried to kill her! She walked over to the form of Ginny Weasley. She was still lying on the floor. Tonks disarmed her as she raised her wand and started another killing curse. She stood over her and kicked her in the ribs, probably breaking a few, before levelling her wand at her head and letting of a reductor at close range. Ginny's head exploded in a small shower of blood and bone, some of which landed on Tonks' robes. The nearly transparent dome wall came down and the whole of Diagon alley was silent. Too shocked to speak. Harry rushed over to Tonks as she collapsed on the floor. Harry pulled her into a hug and whispered reassuring words into her ear as she cried. She hadn't meant to kill Ginny. Not at first. But Ginny had tried to kill her and she just lost control.

Sirius moved over to them both and held their shoulders. Apparating with both and leaving a very shocked Diagon Alley left slowly filter away one by one until only eight people left. The Weasleys, minus Percy, and Hermione Granger. All were still staring at the now headless form of Ginny with different thoughts on their minds. They had all seen Ginny fire the killing curse, heard her start another. Some thought she almost deserved it. The others didn't. The some were Fred, George, Bill and Hermione, though she would never admit it. The others were Molly, Arthur, Ron and Charlie though he was still indecisive.

Back in Grimauld place, Tonks was sitting at the kitchen table. Thoughts were running through her head. She had killed someone. A kid, no less. Sure, Ginny had tried to kill her but… She was young, foolish and not thinking straight. Tonks shouldn't have done it. Harry had his arm over her back, rubbing soothing circles to try and relieve some of her obvious tension. Sirius was pacing back and forth between the cooker and the fridge, stopping at each one for about half a second before turning round and going to the other. He opened the fridge once or twice but shut it again each time after a couple of seconds. Harry spent a couple of minutes gently nudging Tonks out of her state with soothing words before sighing and lifting her unchallenged from the chair.

He nodded slightly to Sirius before leading Tonks gently up the stairs. He led her slowly to the bathroom and sat her down before taking both her shoes off as well as his. The water poured from the shower as Harry turned it on and pulled Tonks into it. Their clothes were quickly soaked as they stood, fully clothed apart from their shoes, in the shower. Harry rested his forehead on Tonks' and hugged his arms around her comfortingly. The warm water roared soothingly over them for what seemed to Harry like hours. Tonks stayed still in his arms. She seemed less tense but showed no sign of any emotions.

Finally, Tonks lifted her head slightly and connected her lips with Harry's. Harry's eyes opened wide as he realized that Tonks had kissed him. He responded in kind, making it easier for Tonks to kiss him. He kept at her pace. Not wanting to do anything to make her worse. Her hands came up around his neck and tugged slightly as she leaned back against the shower wall. Harry leant forward with her. The water now poured onto Harry's back, some spraying slightly over his shoulders and tickling Tonks cheeks. She pushed her tongue into his mouth and he matched at the same pace. Both kept their eyes open, each looking into the others.

They emerged from the bathroom some thirty minutes, forced out when the water ran cold despite the magical heating methods and dripping water from their clothes. Sirius was waiting outside the door for them, his foot tapping and an angry put on his face. It held for all of two seconds before falling spectacularly into a smile. Then that smile shifted to an almost evil smirk. The kind you wouldn't want to be on the receiving end of. He pulled out his wand and cast a freezing charm on Harry. The water in his clothes froze solid and stuck to his skin.

Harry yelled out as the cold pushed into his skin. Sirius broke down laughing. Neither saw Tonks raise her wand and point it at Sirius. A jet of water shot from the end, closely followed by a freezing charm. What happened to Harry's clothing, happened to Sirius' as well and he let out a gasp as the cold spread lower down. Tonks laughed so hard that she fell to the floor. In the meantime, Harry had managed to move his arm to his pocket and get a hold of his wand. He shot off a heating charm in his pocket to unfreeze his trousers before flicking the wand around in his hand and unfreezing the rest of him. He moved quickly over to Sirius who was still in a large amount of shock and took his wand from him. Sirius scowled at Harry playfully and let out a moan like laugh. Harry smiled and conjured a bucket of water above Sirius' head that poured out and over him. The water was warm so it melted the ice in Sirius' clothes but only very slowly. Harry placed Sirius' wand on the floor and went to stand next to the now standing Tonks. He kissed her lightly on the fore head and walked off down the stairs with her, arms locked.

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The Weasley's didn't return to Grimauld place at all. Sirius sent their stuff through the floo. Some of it could have been broken on the way so he sent a bag with five hundred Galleons in it to pay for any breakages. Really it was an attempt to stay on reasonable terms with the family. Another week passed by and the wedding was only six days away now, the day before Harry's birthday. Tonks had gone back into the ministry twice in that week. Most likely to inform a few of her closer friends of her impending wedding. Harry didn't want too many people to know but figured that it couldn't hurt for Tonks to tell some people.

Currently she was in Diagon Alley with some of her friends, buying a wedding dress. Sirius had told Harry that she had almost definitely already chosen everything she wanted for the wedding already, apparently every female had, but she would still want to try nearly everything in the store first. Harry had called ahead as soon as he found out where she was going to get every store to charge her, or any of her friends, purchases to his account for that day. It was Sirius' idea. Or rather, Sirius had wanted to charge it all to the Black accounts but Harry had beaten him to it.

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Tonks was rapidly approaching a point where she viewed her life as perfect. She was marrying the man of her dreams in less than a week. She had decided - along with the help of her two best friends, Tanya Wilcox and Hestia Jones - upon the dress she wanted. She had already chosen it about a week after she fell in love with Harry but a final check and a look through every other dress couldn't hurt. When she went to pay for it, she found that all her purchases were taken care of by the Potter account.

"Potter?" Tanya whispered into Tonks ear in front of the counter. "As in, Harry potter?" Tonks nodded slightly while recording her address for the dress to be sent to. Tanya let out a very girlish squeal and dragged away almost before she finished talking to the shop clerk. Hestia grabbed Tonks' other arm and they both moved her backwards, across the street and into the ice cream shop.

"Ok, Spill. How is it that you are going to marry Harry Potter? Though this might explain why you wouldn't tell us who it was. That's why, isn't it?" Tanya said as soon as they sat down. Hestia went to get the ice cream.

"Yes." Tonks said when Hestia got back, carrying three bowls of chocolate and strawberry ice cream. "If it was to get out, I'd get swamped in howlers and letter bombs for 'Snagging Witch Weekly's Most Eligible Batchelor for Thirteen Months Straight'. I'd still marry him but it would be annoying, to say the least."

"I can understand that, but you should have trusted us. We're your friends. That comes way before gossip and mailing our own jinxed letters." Tanya said, rubbing Tonks hand who was looking down with a little bit of shame. Tonks suppressed a giggle and looked up again at the two of them.

"You're right. I should have trusted you."

"Good. That's out of the way. Now tell us how. We know that you, like ninety nine percent of the female and ten to fifteen percent of the male population of the wizarding world, fell in love with Harry Potter. How did it turn from that to Marriage?" A small battle raged inside Tonks for a while. She said she should trust them. But she didn't want to tell them about the blood contract. That felt more personal. She could be a little selfish and not tell them. They wouldn't really mind. They wouldn't know.

"Well, I first really got to know him a couple of weeks ago when he moved in with me and Sirius, who's his godfather." Tonks started, going through how much she'd tell them. "We went out for something to eat the night he moved." She didn't say Sirius wasn't there. "And afterwards I kissed him."

"What was it like?" Hestia asked. Tanya moved closer.

Tonks sighed and rolled her eyes before stopping and thinking. "Well… It didn't last long. It was just a small one. He seemed a bit shocked by it at first and I pulled back a couple of seconds after he relaxed into it. It was nice. Anyway I went to bed after that and woke up in the same bed as him."

Tanya and Hestia burst into laughter. Tanya managed to speak. "Horny bugger, isn't he?"

Tonks blushed a little but fought it down with her Metamorphagus powers. "Actually… I think it was me that moved into his." Hestia and Tanya quietened down and looked at each other before bursting into fits of laughter once more.

"So what was he like?"

Tonks' blush nearly showed this time. Nearly. "We haven't had sex yet."

"Surely you must have seen his size?"

Tonks' blush did show. But only a little. "Yes." She admitted. "I have."

"And?"

"It's certainly quite a bit above average." The two other girls gasped and fell into fits of giggles. "If there is any mention of this in any paper or such like… You… you won't be invited to the wedding." The two sobered up.

"Yes, when did he propose?"

"Just over a week ago. Very romantically. He took me to the same restaurant we went to the first night and then we took a walk in a park with a lovely lake. And he proposed to me there." Tonks eyes glazed over slightly as she remembered it.

"You haven't really known each other long then, have you? It seems to be a bit fast."

"Hmm. I'd thought about that a bit. Really we just fit together perfectly. It's just like… It just happened. And I'm glad it did."

"Well it seems that he's paying for everything we buy 'cause the ice cream was on him too. So I think he's perfect for you. You like to buy loads of things."

"Hey! I am not marrying him for his money." Tonks scolded. The others just laughed.

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"What's up, cub?"

"Just thinking."

"About?" Harry sighed, scratching his brain for a way to properly articulate his thoughts. Sirius caught on. "Think it's all moving a bit fast, huh?"

"Yeah." Harry said with another sigh. "I mean. I barely knew anything about Nym a few weeks ago. And now I'm marrying her. I'm happy about it but… It just seems odd. I know she's liked me for quite a while but. When school ended, I thought I loved Ginny. And I just changed to Tonks so quickly. What if I change again? I don't want to hurt her because I'm too immature to stay focused on one woman."

"Right. Lot of worries there. Let's see if I can't put some to rest." Sirius pondered on several things for the moment. "Right. Yes. Where to start. Well, I guess I'll explain why you grew so attached to my niece. I know how you don't like people controlling your life but part of your easy taking to Nymphadora is the blood contract willing you to."

"So a piece of paper is controlling my mind."

"Well, it is magical paper and not exactly affecting your mind. It's more likely affecting your body, your blood. It's making your body want to be with Nymphadora and so your mind might follow that. It isn't as strong as if it was directly influencing your mind but it plays a part. There is also the fact you and her are perfect for each other, really. I know it sounds like a stupid pick up line or something but you are. I'd say maybe the same as James and Lily were made for each other, maybe more. Maybe it was the blood contract that affected you both to be like this but still, you've grown up all your life like it so I don't think it matters if it did."

"I suppose. But what if I do suddenly loose interest in her?"

"You won't. Partially because I know what you're like. Extremely loyal to those you love. Followed me into the second most fortified ministry controlled wizarding establishment, right?"

"I suppose."

"And also the blood contract. It will stop you from even thinking of another woman that way."

"It will?"

"Yep. And if it doesn't and you do end you breaking Nym's heart… well at least you won't live long enough to regret it."

"Mmm…" Harry mused. The slightly veiled, yet mostly joking, threat didn't escape him.

"Good. Now that your fears are settled, slightly, I've noticed that you're growing up now and I'm sure James would want me to take his place in explaining to you, the Mechanics of Love."

"Ouch." Harry mumbled as his head hit the table.

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Harry sulked across the front door and turned around to face the two laughing 'adults' behind him. "You guys are arseholes." Remus and Sirius just laughed harder.

"That was brilliant." Sirius said between breaths.

"You though we were them." Remus continued. "Priceless." The two wiped tears from their eyes and tried to sober up but fell apart again when looking at Harry.

"Shut up you two, I'm getting married in, like, four hours, Tonks is probably somewhat worried about me, I can see about seven of you right now and my brain is trying to force it's way out of my nose in one piece."

"Oh right." Sirius brought out his wand and shot a spell at Harry. "Sobering spell." He explained. Harry winced as the alcohol in his system shot rapidly downwards and settled itself in his left shoe.

"That was horrible. I need a shower." Harry walked a little unsteadily up the stairs, producing a squelch every time his left foot pushed down on the floor. Sirius and Remus just laughed some more.

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Harry let the warm water relax him as it thundered down his back. The stench of alcohol was being washed away with a small amount of tension in his muscles. He froze as the shower door opened but relaxed again when he felt cool delicate fingers run across his skin, around his waist and coming together in the centre of his stomach. A head rested against his shoulder and he could feel a breath on his neck.

"You know, its bad luck to see each other today before the wedding." Harry said, smiling slightly.

"I've got my eyes closed." Tonks said. He felt her smile into his neck and was suddenly hit by the realization that he was being embraced by a very much so naked woman, her breasts resting on his back. His reaction was nearly instantaneous.

"I think I should get out before I have no choice but to see you." Harry said, willing his erection to go down. His own will was doing absolutely nothing against Tonks' constant contact.

"I wouldn't mind."

"Neither would I, really. I just don't think I'd be able to stop myself from going much, much further." Harry blushed as Tonks giggled.

"Oh… I see." She reached down and grasped his shaft. "I suppose that may be a problem." She squeezed and Harry let out a gasp. "But it could also work to my advantage."

"Nym…" Harry breathed out. She couldn't quite catch the tone.

"But we'll just have to wait. You'll be mine by tonight."

"Looking forward to it." Harry let out a breath as Nym pulled he hand away and gave him another hug before exiting the shower. He stayed in for another three minutes, after turning the water cold. He thought about what had just happened. He had freaked out a bit. That was more the shock of having Tonks grab him… down there .Truthfully, he wouldn't have minded in the least. Though something made him want to wait. It would be better if they did. More special. But he had still frozen up and… he just hoped Tonks didn't hate him or think he didn't love her.

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Tonks stumbled rather ungracefully into her parents home. Her mum was there to catch her and pulled her immediately into preparations, how she would look, what she should do and so forth. Tonks just nodded along. She had nearly blown it. She just had to go and see him. He'd freaked out. She couldn't blame him. She was so… forward. God, he must think that she was pressuring him. She had to go and apologize. But then she'd be showing up and seeing him yet again that day. He might freak out again. It was unlike him, but still. She should wait until the wedding and apologize. But what if he thought that she was waiting till the last minute to talk to him so he had no choice but to go through with it at such short notice? Aargh. Why did everything have to appear so complicated? She should have just waited. Instead she had nearly blown it. She prayed that Harry was fine.

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Dumbledore was sorting through his mail. Ok. So it wasn't his mail. It was Harry's. It was his duty as guardian to make sure he was only viewing appropriate mail. Ok. So he wasn't Harry's guardian anymore. The Goblins had kindly informed him of that. He was still his headmaster and wanted to make sure he was ok. Ok that wasn't the real reason for looking through the mail of the fifteen year old wizarding saviour. Harry had slipped away over the summer. The obvious reasons were Sirius and Nymphadora. His recent plans to get him back, the guilting, lying and honour duel tampering, had failed. Harry was too strong willed and the Weasley girl had been killed quite brutally by Ms. Tonks. Even seeing Nymphadora's dark side didn't deter young Harry. This was most troublesome. If she led him into darkness, he may become worse than Riddle.

His train of thought derailed. What was this, a reply? A reply from a letter? A letter about a marriage? A marriage between Harry and Nymphadora? This was no good. They couldn't marry. He'd have to stop it. Wait. The marriage was today? He'd have to stop Harry before he threw his life away. And more importantly before he became emancipated. He'd have next to no control then. He sent all of the letters and mail on his desk to the owl office to be sent to Harry and ran to his fireplace.

"The Burrow." Was the last thing he said before shooting off down his chimney.

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Harry stood nervously at the altar. The wedding was taking place in a small muggle church. It was in a village in the south of England. Sirius had told Harry that it was where his parents got married. Tonks had immediately insisted on getting married there. Harry didn't have much say in many aspects of the wedding. He had tried to help but was politely told that it was the women's job to organize and Sirius had backed that statement up. It seemed that he didn't even get to choose his own suit. Not that he was complaining. He would have no doubt managed to mess up everything he tried to organize and he wanted this day to be perfect for Tonks.

Tonks was of course the reason he was nervous. He was going to be married. He loved her, he knew that, but the actual realization that it was happening right now was what was making his hands shake. Sirius put his hand on Harry's shoulder reassuringly. Harry turned and smiled back. He was Happy his godfather was here. His best man. Fred and George, or visa versa, were also there. Acting as Page Boys as Harry had no one else. He didn't even bother to invite his muggle relatives.

A couple more minutes passed. Harry started to worry. She wouldn't leave him, right? What if she thought he didn't love her? Because he had been so stupid in the shower. She wouldn't be here and it was his fault. This was probably his one chance of happiness until Voldy and he fought. He had blown it. He held back a tear. No. She would be here. Any minute now. But what if he had made her think he didn't want her. Stupid. Stupid. Stupi…

The sound of the church organ cut off his inner self aimed rant. He looked up and caught his breath in his throat when he saw Nym walk down the aisle. She was beautiful. Her face glowed as she walked up the aisle, smiling shyly at him. He managed to smile back though hadn't taken a breath yet. She was in her original form, burnt brown hair falling gracefully between her shoulder blades. He resisted the urge to pat his own hair. He new it was probably a mess. He couldn't care less about it right now.

Tonks stepped in front of him and he finally took in a breath. The Vicar (the spitting image of your average stereotypical vicar, middle aged and balding, quite short too) started to speak.

Tonks tuned him out and looked at Harry. He was nervous, she could tell, but she could also see the love and excitement in his eyes. As well as a little uncertainty. She took a breath. "I'm sorry." She whispered. It sounded odd. She realized he had spoken too. He'd said the same thing. Both laughed quietly as they realized this at the same time.

Harry gestured for Tonks to speak first. "I'm sorry about what I did this morning. I didn't want you to feel like I was pressuring you or using you or… I just. I don't know. I wouldn't do anything to make you uncomfortable and… I'm sorry; I shouldn't have come into the shower…"

"It's fine, Tonks. You weren't pushy or anything, I… At the time I was just a bit shocked. Teenager and all that. I would have gladly carried on. I feel it's better this way though. It feels better that we'll do it after we're married, I can't explain it." Harry trailed off and just stared into Tonks eyes. She nodded and smiled.

"Yeah… I think it will be better that way. I'm sorry about…"

"Don't even bother. No reason to apologize. I'm just sorry for freezing up on you. You must have thought I didn't want you." Harry said, hanging his head a bit.

"To be honest, I was more concerned about what you thought about me."

Harry smiled and looked up at her again. "So… Good timing on the talk, huh?"

"What?"

"Sirius just finished his speech." Tonks gasped and looked at Sirius who was smiling at both of them as he walked back from the church stand where he was speaking. "I'm sure most of it was about he knew we'd be perfect for each other before we even met." Tonks giggled.

Tanya gave her speech and the Vicar carried on with the ceremony. Harry and Tonks had both prepared their own vows for the day. Harry said his first.

"Nymphadora." Nym blushed as he said her name. It sounded lovely from his mouth. "The love I have for you has blossomed so fast to the point where I couldn't imagine life without you. My world ends where yours does. I'll be with you, by your side. Always. Nothing will keep us apart. Today, I make sure of that. We met under strange circumstances and I fell for you under stranger ones yet. I wouldn't have it any other way. You complete me, you really do. I love you, Nymphadora Tonks, and I won't stop loving you even after time ends."

Tonks had tears in her eyes as she started to speak. "I've loved you for so long, Harry. When you returned the feelings, it was the happiest point in my life. Only topped by when you proposed. And… right now. I… I couldn't possibly exist in a world without you. I'll stay with you, no matter what, always. I love you."

Harry held back his own tears and smiled at Tonks as, after a brief moment of silence the Vicar carried on with the procession. "Do you, Nymphadora Vesta Tonks, take Harry James Potter to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?"

Tears were running freely down Nymphadora's face as she said "I do." Harry's heart leapt around his chest in joy. He was wanted.

"And do you, Harry James Potter, take Nymphadora Vesta Tonks to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?"

Harry took a breath. "I…"

"Stop!" Harry looked in anger as Dumbledore strode down the aisle, the echo from his voice just clearing. "I can not allow you to do this, Harry."

"You're a bit late." Harry said, an oddly joking, sarcastic demeanor replacing his previous anger. "Being the show stealing, glory hog that you are, I would have thought you'd come in when it was asked whether anyone had any objections. That would have been dramatic. I would have preferred if you'd arrived about five minute later. That way I would be having this discussion after I kissed who would be my wife. Something I am very looking forward to."

"I can not allow you to throw your life away, Harry." Dumbledore said again.

"I'm not." Harry said simply. "Next?"

Dumbledore floundered for a bit before saying "You're putting Nymphadora in danger."

"My name is Tonks to you. It would have been Mrs. Potter by now."

"And as far as I'm aware, I'm not." Harry said.

"What do you mean?"

"It's all in the Prophesy, dear Dumbles. It's all in the Prophesy." Tonks had been told the Prophesy by Sirius the night they got back from the Department of Mysteries. "You just have to look."

Dumbledore receded into thought and Molly Weasley took he chance to voice her opinion. "Harry. Surely you can't be thinking marrying that whore. The bitch killed Ginny!" Before she'd taken a breath at the end, Molly Weasley was hit with five spells, ranging from stunners to cutters and a single bone-breaker. The later came from the groom, Harry, and hit her leg.

"You brought your wand to our wedding?" Tonks asked.

"So did you." Harry stated. Tonks looked at her own wand and slipped it back into a small, invisible, pouch on the back of her dress. She smiled sheepishly.

"That's different."

Harry chuckled slightly. "How?"

"Fine." Tonks said after a brief pause. "It isn't."

"Exactly." Harry turned to face the intruding group, which now consisted of Dumbledore, The Weasleys and Hermione. "I suggest you leave. You weren't invited and you are interfering with the ceremony. Be sure to stop by after the bonding this evening. I'd love to catch up with you."

Dumbledore paled slightly at the word 'Bonding' but he soon started to think again, he would find some way to keep them apart. He would find another way of killing of that damn Metamorphagus. He turned and left, a plan forming in his mind. Severus would relay a message to Riddle. Tell him that Harry would be out in the open. Tonks would be killed and Dumbledore will swoop in to save Harry. And Harry would be his again.

Mrs. Weasley was awake again and being helped to stand by Arthur and Ron. "You are no longer welcome in our home, Harry. You've chosen your side. It's one of darkness. Come on boys." Fred and George looked torn and Harry gestured them to go. Their family needed them more right now.

When they had all left, Harry turned to Tonks. "Where were we? Oh, I remember. Ahem. I do." He finished quickly. Tonks giggled and they both looked expectantly at the Vicar who was rather shocked about all he had seen. So were most of Tonks' relatives on her father's side. The Vicar fixed his glasses (The stereotypical kind, round ones) slightly and coughed a bit.

"Er… right. I now pronounce you Husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." Harry chuckled slightly and pulled Tonks into a tight embrace, dipping his head and pouring all his love into the kiss he'd been wanting to give her since this morning.

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End Note: Gasp!

Not sure why.

I will try as hard as I can to get the next chapter up before Christmas, New years at latest. I had trouble with the wedding part and I'm still not one hundred percent with it. I may come back and change it later. Who knows.

Also, have you noticed the many different middle names Tonks has been given? I decided to add my own. I like it, personally. Came across it a few days ago and looked up what it meant. A certain part fit. Anyways, what do you think?

Next…

Stuff… Happens. Yay!