Heaven...

Remus & Tonks

REMUS

There was a look of absolute terror on Dora's face as Antonin Dolohov's spell came shooting towards my face. I could picture it: the black hooded figure pointing a wand, the scarred face illuminated in green light, the pink haired woman frightened beyond wits in the background. It was almost a peaceful picture. As the curse hit I could for a split second see my own face before everything dissipated into darkness.

There was a bright light, brighter than the pale moonlight of the full moon that I could never see, brighter than the sun. My eyelids fluttered, then I slowly open them to see a pale horizon.

"Remus?" I knew that voice.

"Sirius?"

"You guys are being really sappy, you know that."

"Shut up, Prongs. It's not my fault that we can't see what's happening down there. I mean, you must be worried sick about Harry!" I was confused.

"James? What-"

"Welcome to the afterlife, mate!" said my longtime friend, arms spread out in a flourish.

"James! Give the poor dear time to adjust."

"But Lily, as soon as I got here, Marls jumped on me like a lost puppy!" I could see the people, finally. There was James, and Lily of course. Sirius, his arms wrapped around Marlene McKinnon's waist. Dumbledore, no doubt chuckling at the expression on my face. My parents. The entire old Order.

"This is ridiculous. Did you get a huge welcome party like this for everyone?" I said, exasperated.

"Well, no," said James sheepishly. "You were the last of the Marauders, so we decided to throw you a party. Also, we were planning to bombard you with questions on what exactly is going on down there." James was instantly whacked on the arm by an indignant dog animagus.

"Prongs! He wasn't supposed to know! We were supposed to bombard him with random questions just like that!" I snorted. So typical Sirius. At that moment I WAS bombarded with questions.

"Is Harry okay?"

"What's happening down there?"

"Was there a big epic battle or did you die in a hit-and-run?"

"CONSTANT VILGILANCE!" The questions were stopped when Mad-eye shouted this very loudly and an awkward silence followed, complimented by a lot of staring at Alastor.

"What?" he asked gruffly. I sighed and began to answer the questions in order.

"Harry is fine, as far as we know. He has been on the run from the ministry for the past year, but we are supporting him. Apparently he was last sighted by the DA before the 'Big Epic Battle' let's just call it BEB for acronyms' sake. He showed up in the Room of Requirement with Ron and Hermione. Then he went down to fight. That's all I know. Yes, I died in a BEB, THE BEB in fact. The Battle of Hogwarts. And now I'm dead and my wife is down there battling alone and my kid is at Andromeda's house. Happy?" Most of the crowd nodded in assent and a few patted me on the back. They all went to get snacks (A/N: I don't know, ghost food or whatever) from the party table, leaving me to my best friends. Sirius and James practically attacked me after Lily and Marlene left with hugs and kisses.

"MOOOONNNNYYYY!"

"We,"

"Missed,"

"You!"

"We can't exactly be the Marauders with only two members."

"Yeah, we had to put pranking on hold!"

"You were a special case, you know?"

"You didn't get a private room when you died."

"Yeah, you came right here." I snorted. Those two were almost like the Weasley twins when it came to twin speech. Speaking of family members...

"OI!" Someone had caught Sirius' peripheral vision. The dark haired man turned around with a slight smirk.

"Yes?"

"Save me some candy and crisps, yeah? Dumbledore is obsessed with that stuff."

"I'm not a house elf brother," said Regulus Black exasperatedly.

"So?"

"Fine. But only because it was your friend that died," he finished, gesturing in my direction. I looked at Sirius.

"Restored family ties, I see," I said sarcastically.

"Yep," he replied happily.

"So, Moony, who is this wife and kid you speak of?" asked James, leaning on my shoulder.

"Well, um, you see," I said nervously, eyeing Sirius warily. This was a question I didn't want to answer.

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TONKS

I watched my husband die. How many people can say that? I was terrified. The look on my face must have been horrible, because I swear that the bloody DEATH EATER hesitated before turning his wand on me.

"Kill me," I begged. There was definitely pain written in the man's eyes as he whispered the two words.

"Avada Kedavra!" There was a flash of green light, then utter darkness.

"Well, um, you see," said a familiar voice.

"Remus?"

"Shit. Teddy?"

"Shit," I agreed. Then I realized just where I was. I jumped on Remus and kissed him.

"Never do that ever again, do you hear?" I murmured, planting kisses all over his face.

"Ha-hum," someone coughed awkwardly. I flushed, then darkened my skin to cover it up.

"So, Moony. The mystery wife?" asked someone with messy black hair and glasses that seemed vaguely familiar. I faced Remus and planted a hand on my hip, turning my hair waist length and blue to set the mood.

"You've been referring to me as 'The Mystery Wife'? Bloody hell, I feel LOVED! Mystery wife. That actually sounds like a muggle super hero name." My mind turned in random directions.

"Moony? You married my SECOND BLOODY COUSIN?" said another very familiar voice. Remus ducked down to my hight and whispered in my ear.

"That is why I have been calling you mystery wife," he said. I giggled and stepped in front of him in order to tackle Sirius.

"SIRIUS! This bloody prat was denying the fact that we could go out and I was depressed for months and my bloody patronus even changed!" I exclaimed as I hugged him.

"I say that we get revenge," he muttered back. I released my favorite cousin and let him at my husband. I trotted over to the other man and sat next to him as I watched the dog animagus chase the werewolf around the lawn.

"I don't believe we have been introduced, though you seem vaguely familiar," I said cheerfully.

"The name's Potter. James Potter," he said in a false deep voice. I laughed at the James Bond reference.

"Your son's brilliant. Nymphadora Tonks. You used to babysit me I think." he looked at me, gobsmacked (A/N: can't get enough of that word...).

"Dora!" he cried. I narrowed my eyes and my hair turned red.

"DON'T CALL ME DORA!" I yelled. "It's Tonks. Screw the fact that I'm married," I said stubbornly, lower lip jutted out.

"Doesn't change the fact that I'll still call you kiddo," laughed James. I pulled out my wand.

"I could hex you, you know. I'm an Auror," I said threateningly. He backed away.

"Alright, alright."

And so I watched the sun rise on the ghostly sky, reflecting further on life and death.