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| Current music: | Bowie |
Less Than a Month
Less than a month till Moony and I are getting married. Hard to believe, as I look at my calendar. I don't know what to think. I'm nervous as hell, which is, of course pointless. Remus and I are just short of married as it is now.
Tonks, you'll get more interested in the idea of sex as you get older, I promise. And don't tell your mum that I said that. If you have any questions on that sort of thing, know you can always come to me, okay? Would probably be easier on you than going to your mother about it or something. That would be akward. Your mum may have taught me a lot about sex, (like I'm sure you wanted to know that) but I don't think she wants to be teaching you.
I digress. Back travelling the world of course, but I'll be back in time for the wedding.
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