Regardless of what she'd been hearing from her daughter Molly Weasley wasn't going to believe that Number Twelve was housing a budding romance from the darkness of the war outside its walls. Even if she so desperately wanted it to be true.

Remus and Nymphadora deserved a win. And each other. They completed each other in a way that reminded her sadly of James and Lily whenever she'd catch them stealing glances over meals or Order meetings.

A few hectic days had passed since Ginny had managed to tell the rest of the house (minus Remus and Tonks that is) what she had overheard (glossing and editing parts as needed to protect both herself from her mother's anger at sneaking food and her 'Sister' and favorite Defense teacher from a drunken Sirius)

The matriarch of the Weasley hoard was humming absently to herself while she made her way down the halls to the kitchen to start on breakfast when a muffled exclamation from one of the newly cleaned drawing rooms made her hesitate mid-step to listen.

Mrs. Weasley waited for several more heartbeats until she was completely satisfied no one inside was in any danger before stowing her wand back in her pocket.

"That was amazing."

It took several seconds of shocked blinking to fully understand what had been going on. Of course, once she had Molly was embarrassed to say that while her first instincts told her to leave the couple in peace she had stayed to listen in like a first year. She would console herself later with the fact that she like her daughter before her had stumbled on the closeted couple only after the deed was done so eavesdropping on the pillow talk afterward wasn't nearly as terrible.

"I would have thought a woman as cultured as yourself would…." Remus continued talking on a point Molly hadn't caught while she debated with herself over the rightfulness of what she was doing. But Remus's comment was interrupted by a garbled groan and an extremely un-lady like giggle. "Even if you are trying to give me a compliment don't finish that thought," Tonks answered darkly.

"My apologies Nymphadora." The wolf answered sincerely moving up so his head was resting against the arm of the couch like a pillow so he could look at the woman draped over him easier. "That's twice now Remus." Tonks reminded him resting her chin against his chest with a coy smirk.

"three times love." He corrected against the top of her head "but as you know I happen to love your name just as much as you dislike it." Lupin pointed out pressing a kiss against her lips when she scooted up so her head was pillowed against his shoulder. "You're trying to change the subject," Tonks answered bluntly messing up his sandy and gray-streaked hair.

Molly's eyes widened in disbelief as she saw the boyish look she'd thought was lost glowing in Remus's eyes as he propped himself up on his elbow beside the young Auror. "I might be." He agreed showing more of the clever and mischievous perfect Molly remembered from their Hogwarts years.

"You just don't want to give me what I want." Tonks pouted tracing a few of the scars over his naked chest. "And here I thought I was what you wanted." Lupin sulked putting on a wounded broken look as he rested his hand over hers holding it against his chest. "Trust me, Remus, you are," Tonks answered proudly threading her free hand in his hair at the back of his neck while at the same time pulling him in for a deep kiss.

"Now. Are you going to give up willingly or are we going to have to get physical about this?" she asked in her best authoritative tone. "Sirius told me about a muggle song with that title once," Remus smirked making Molly bit her lip to keep from laughing aloud and giving herself away on her eavesdropping.

"Come on Rem just gimme what I want." Tonks pleaded pushing him back onto his back with a hungry look. Outside the door, Molly Weasley's face was redder than her hair at Remus's deep chest rumbling laugh before he answered: "But you know doing so will spoil your breakfast." The werewolf warned.

"For the love of Merlin's Mother." Tonks snarled as a loud crash from the hall interrupted her and her wolf lover for what felt like the millionth time in less than a week. "That ruddy cat has it in for us." She complained when once again Crookshanks's squashed face and round eyes peeked at them from around the door slipping inside the room to get away from the noise in the hall.

"I thought you said you were going to talk with Hermione about him." Remus agreed while outside Molly was carefully extracting herself from the mess of motorcycle parts Sirius had left piled outside the makeshift garage he'd turned one of the dining rooms into.

"I was but then I was distracted with work." Tonks countered "Besides Hermione and Gin have been acting really strange even for them whenever I see them recently." She mused with a shrug and a breathy laugh as Molly pushed herself to her feet and headed toward the safety of the kitchen before she had a chance at being caught and to lessen the deep blush from her cheeks before she would have to be in the same room with the lovesick couple on the other side of the door.