A/N: I dont own a thing...Im poor, Im in college, Im in theatre. Do the math. It equals nothing.

So here's my apology. I am sorry to the readers. I got very caught up in my life. I left you hanging. I became that writer. I hope for it not to happen again. I give Quidd all rights to kick my booty. Thank you all for putting up with me.

And Quidd thanks for the late night edits and fights scene. It takes 3 brains to be girly and just one to fight like an auror.

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Chapter 8: The Best Man

So I'm in my cousin's bed, I've been delicously shagged by Mr.Remus Lupin. Oh Merlin...I won't be able to be Tonks.

I lean over and kiss his cheek. and his nose and his forehead. I move my legs to straddle his chest. I kiss his lips, my heart feels like its going to explode.

Who knew in the midst of war, I would feel like my life was finally falling place.

I pulled away from the kiss and looked into his eyes, I can see warmth, happiness, fullfillment and home.

"We should tell Sirius, since it was his idea and all" I said.

"Ok" he sighed, "But you may want to put on some clothing"

"Right, you are Wolvie," I got up searching for my towel. "Umm. Remus, Where are your clothes and my towel?"

Remus stood up and slowly wrapped the sheet around his middle giving himself some modesty, "Sirius stole them obviously," he calmly stated.

"Damn Him. I. Will. Get. Him." I ground out as I left the room.

"Tonks," said Remus as he followed me. "You could just get your clothes in your room."

"That's beside the point, Moony," I fumed.

"Okay, I'm going to just get new clothes in my room and leave you to your nudist revenge," he stated while turning down the hallway.

"SIRIUS BLACK!" I screeched while descending the staircase, "GIVE ME BACK MY CLOTHES!"

"YOU HAD SEX IN MY BED," Sirius screamed, "YOU DON'T DESERVE CLOTHES!"

Then, I, Nymphadora Tonks slammed open the door to the kitchen. Sirius was standing on the table holding our clothes above his head like a victory flag. Moody and Kingsley were talking intently, seeming not to notice the lunatic perched on the table. I ran, attempting a flying tackle at Sirius's feet.

"Damn." I missed as he jumped to the floor.

My cousin and I played our cat and mouse game around the kitchen. Sirius kept darting out of reach, making sure to keep something between him and my very irate self. Mad-Eye and Kingsley's conversation was forgotten as they intently followed my...well...assets.

Remus entered the kitchen; stopping to watch his best friend and fiancée ripping around the room. He cleared his throat, and held out a set of clothes.

"Here Tonks, since technically you only had a towel."

I stuck my tongue out at Sirius, then turned to get my clothes from Remus. As I turned, Sirius smacked me hard on the ass, causing to me jump in pain.

As Moody watched, me, his former trainee jump, he couldn't help but let his rather private thoughts slip, "Tonks you've got a rather impressive set of knockers there."

My stomach lurched. Ok, that is rather gross, he's my mentor.

Remus nodded in agreement. "See why I have trouble remaining constantly vigilant?"

Scowling, I grabbed the clothes in Remus's hand and pulled on my jeans; as I pulled my shirt over my head,

I heard Severus Snape apparate loudly into the room. He, also got a full view of my front.

"Harry Potter, is on his way to the Department of Mysteries, he believes that Voldemort has you," Snape snarled at Sirius.

Moody stood up, "Come on, let's get us some Death Eaters! Kids!"

I threw on my shoes; as I was leaving to follow the others I heard Snivellus drawl, "I would love to see that again one day Nymphadora."

I just slammed the door; there are lives to save, No time for large nose, greasy gits.

We apparated straight into the atrium of the Ministry, and quickly piled into an elevator. As it started to descend, I began fidgeting with my wand; this had to be the longest elevator ride ever.

I slipped of my engagement ring from my thumb and tucked it into my pocket. Sirius eyed me suspiciously, "Why do you have Lupin's Family ring, Tonks?"

Just then, Remus clasped him on the shoulder, "Be my best man, mate," he declared.

The doors of the elevator dinged open. This was it.

Taking a deep breath, we burst in.

"Why is it that our sicko relatives ruin good days for us, Sirius?" I yelled to my cousin hitting Uncle Lucius with a stunning spell.

"Cause we're Blacks! Toujours Pur, cousin. Ruining lives is what purebloods do best!" He returned as he turned, taking on a Death Eater.

I turned and spotted Bellatrix. The cold-hearted spiteful bitch, Voldemort's whore, is my Aunt Bella. Why is Azkaban too good for them to actually stay there!

"I can smell werewolf stench on you from here." Bella spat out with a manic sneer.

"Expelliarmus" I yelled, "Funny, I smell Azkaban on you!"

She lunged at me, ducking away from the spell. I mounted the tiered seats, firing behind me. "Confundo!"

The spell grazed her but didn't make enough contact, jumping back Bella snapped, "Diffindo."

I slid out of the way and ran after her. "Stupefy."

Not waiting to see if it hit, I shouted, "Impedimenta!" She slammed into the wall of staircase and caught her balance on the third bottom step.

"FUCK YOU, BELLATRIX!" I screamed and fired off another spell, "Incarcerous."

Bella slipped around the corner. Her Cruciatus missed, but unfortunately, the next did not. She cast the Conjunctivitis charm, hitting me from her place around the corner.

My eyesight began to blur;

Fuck, Where did the stairs go! I began to tumble down the stairs. I am a useless fucking clumsy auror.

"Didn't your blood traitor mother teach you to mind your elders?" she drawled.

I hit the first stair. Sirius yelled, "Come on, you can do better than that!"

Then second stair. I heard Remus gasp.

The third stair I heard cloth ripping.

Everything was black.