This Chapter is where the NC-17 Rating comes into play. Don't read if you are easily offended. Thank you

The Christmas Gift Christmas no matter where you are, or what version you celebrate, is a time where families find it the most, comfortable to be together. Mistletoe, and other traditions, have become even more commonplace, so it is no wonder how, on the very day, mistletoe had appeared above the new couple.

Tonks smiled as she saw the house-elf scamper away before kissing Harry, unexpectedly but lovingly enough to reassure him it wasn't intentional to scare him, or to... bewilder him.

His mind had numbed though, when she pressed against his bottom lip, asking for invitation. He parted his lips, in an accepting manner, and slid his hands around, rubbing her back slowly and tenderly. She broke the kiss, hearing a soft moan, and moved to his neck. Harry gasped, the feeling going to a visible area. She smiled.

"Why Mr. Potter, it seems I have a positive effect on you."

Harry blushed, not knowing what to say. 'He's so cute when he does that'.

Her eyes met his and she curved her lips into a smile. Harry looked into her eyes,always a different color, today a beautiful variation of the red and green season.

"Happy Christmas, Harry." she said, sautering off. Harry groaned, as he heard a giggle coming from the other room. Resigning himself to his predicament, Harry walked upstairs and into the bathroom.

Tonks was waiting in the kitchen when he finally came down, dressed and washed. She let out a soft wolf whistle when she noticed he was wearing a tight sleeveless tank top and shorts that showed all the right things. She was amazed, his hair seemed to be a bit better formed.

"Harry, about earlier, umm... er... what I mean to say is... Yah."

He stifled a snicker a moment later and said, "You'll get yours, later, Nymphadora."

She giggled and walked over, "tonight, I promise."

He gulped. As he kissed her again, he said, "Um... I didn't get out of the house in time to get you anything, so... I decided that it would be best to give you something I found in one of the rooms."

She nodded, understanding that it was nearly impossible to get out. Unlike on her birthday, there were no distractions holding her away. So when he held a small box out for her, she carefully opened the gift. She gasped as she saw an orb made of crystal.

"Harry, this is.. beautiful. Where did you find this?"

"In a room upstairs, its filled with jewels and money. It's really beautiful." She nodded and said, "Do you know what it is?"

He shook his head. She gasped and said, "Do you have any idea how much one of these is worth?"

He shook his head. She groaned and said, "Harry, this is a Crystaline Orb. These orbs are magical and are used in Magi Staves, along with other precious metals. It's said these are... worth two million galleons, since there so rare. How did you get one?"

He laughed. She glared. "Um... well... I have a lot more. Seriously, there are like fifty in that room upstairs. I've had one of the house-elves move them to a vault I found in the house." She giggled. She couldn't help it. She had just told him this thing cost more than a kings ransom and he shrugged it off. Then, she frowned. "Nymphadora, what's wrong?"

She sighed. "Harry, I got you something that I really think you'll like but then you get me something like this. What I got seems small in comparison."

He smiled and kissed her and said, quietly, "You've given me something that... in my opinion, I don't deserve. I love you, Nymphadora. You've given me your love, that's priceless but the most worthy thing in the world. Anything you give me will just be a physical representation of what you've already given. She pouted. "Yeah, but yours cost more."

"Mine didn't cost me anything, Nymphadora. Remember, I found it upstairs. If you want to get picky, I'll have to buy you a real gift after Christmas is over."

Weirdly, that made her feel worse. She stood and walked over to Harry and said, "Harry... what you gave me is one of the most... sought after items in the world. You-Know-Who himself wants one of them because they're immune to magic. A staff can take a full attack with the Killing Curse and withstand it. You've given me a gift that I can't repay. This may well save my life."

He grinned and thrusted his hand into the air.

Later that day, the two of them sat down to a beautiful candle lit dinner. The elves had cooked up a meal fit for two, including things like Turkey, something Americans enjoy they had told Harry, and wizarding foods like those served at Hogwarts.

After some White Wine for two, and a beautiful dinner, Tonks walked over to Harry."Come into the living room with me, Harry."

He stood up and walked to the room. In the center, there was a box. It was small but, you could tell it was meant to be special. She patted a space next to herself and said, "Sit here."

He obliged. "Now... um... I don't know how you feel right now but... inside this box is a way to tell if we're meant to be together. It... can only be used on the most magical of days. That's Christmas. Most people think the Winter and Summer Solstaces are the most powerful, and they are right. But... the most magical is Christmas. It's the day when all people come together, to... unite. The individual magics are combined.

He smiled. She drew a breath. "Harry, the reason I use this has two reasons... first. My gift to you is something that... is precious. Its something I've saved for a time that... would be right. When we use this... we have to make love to each other within a day.

The second. When we use this, it will help you in two ways. First, our souls will be... fused together. We'll become two people sharing a soul. That way... we'll be able to... feel each others emotions. It will also fuse our... magical cores. We will share our magical cores. The other day... we shared something simular, do you remember?"

He nodded as he remembered the feelings of her pleasure running down his spine. She smiled and said, "Now, amplify that to feel every hour of every day."

"Tonks, what happens if we're not compatible?"

She sighed. "Harry, if by some chance we aren't right for each other... we'll die.Plain and simple."

He gulped. She watched as his eyes glossed over for a moment. She waited in bated breath, understanding that he was weighing the options against each other. As his eyes cleared, Harry looked straight into her eyes and said, "Make me yours, my beautiful Nymphadora."

She gasped and nodded before opening the box. Inside there was a beautiful red stone. She reached out and grabbed his hand and made a small slit into the palm. Doing the same into hers, she let the two drops of blood fall onto the red stone. Harry felt a small tingle in his hand a moment later as a soft, whitish glow surrounded him.

She watched as he glowed white. Her hand tingled and a the same soft, white glow surrounded her. She sighed and stood up. Harry gulped and stood at the same time as her, ushered by the power of the stone.

She started walking towards Harry a moment later; her palm extended, fingers downward. Harry gulped and made the same stance. As the two cuts merged, a bond of sorts formed between the two lovers.

"Harry, its time to..." she started before she felt lips pressed against hers. She sighed as a tongue pressed against her lips, her mouth opening and allowing entrance. Her breathing became ragged. His lips moved down to her neck, a moment later, soft breathing wisps touching her skin, sending shivers up and down her spine.

His hands come up to caress her shoulders, softly sliding the strap of cloth away.It fell down, as he moved his lips to meet the uncovered flesh. His hand rubs her breast through the material, the small mounds of pink flesh sticking out noticbly on his hand. Harry's thumb came up and began rubbing, teasing, twisting.

"Ouh" she softly whispered. She tensed up as he moved to the other side, other shoulder. The strap again fell, her top falling down to the side. Pushing him back, she lifted his shirt over his head. Her hands moved to his chest, as they conneted in a searing kiss that was deeply rooted in passion.

His hands fondle her breast as he moves his mouth to the small nub of flesh. His hot breath spreads pleasure down her body as she says, "My Harry."

His tongue meets her nipple, as he takes it into her mouth. Suckling as she grabs the back of his head, bringing him closer to her body. His hands move down her stomach as Harry makes his way down his lovers body.

He does away with her skirt, sliding it down her long, slender legs. "Harry". He stops. She takes charge, kissing down his body, leaving a trail of kisses on his neck. She took a nipple into her mouth, swirling her tongue around his flesh. He groans, the pleasure running down his back, and in his spine.

His erection is pressing into her stomach, Tonks notices. She smiles and undoes his pants, releasing the organ from its confines. Taking the member into her mouth, the woman begins softly suckling motions, bobbing her head back and forth. Harry moans, softly. "My Nymphadora, my love."

She softly chuckles, a small hum coming from her throat. This small notion sends the aroused boy-who-lived over the edge and he comes, with a small "Nym, I'm gonna..."

She drinks the nectar, as her lover grows again. She motions to take him again before he stops her. Looking up, she sees passion and love in his eyes. He kneels, his thumb taking the last vestiges of clothing from her body. She steps out.

"Nym?" he questions quietly. She nods. Tentatively, his tongue reaches out. She is already aroused, her soft lips already spread. As his tongue meets her clit, she falls back onto the couch.

Kissing, Harry's tongue works on the woman in front of him. Her hands moving his head, just barely, to hit the one spot to send her over the edge. 'There' she has just a moment to prepare herself as the small nub of pleasure is hit. She gasps softly, letting Harry know where to work. He licks it softly, tentatively. His lips surround the small mound, gently sucking. This is to much, she orgasms.

As her sweet juices cover Harry's tongue, he licks around, tasting the fresh taste.

"Harry, now, I'm ready." she lets the man in front of her know. His eyes meet hers as he tops her. Looking down into her eyes, Harry's startled to feel her wrap her hands around him. Gently, she leads him into herself, a feeling of completion overtaking her.

He moves into her slowly, reaching a solid barrier. She stops him, adjusting herself softly, stading for the invasion soon to occur. Gulping silently, she waits, gasping as Harry touches the soft nub of flesh, sending pleasure up her spine. She arches her back, the pleasure cutting off the sense of oncoming pain.

She feels the small barrier break as another orgasm hits her. Harry groans, not lasting long as she tightens around him.

Nymphadora Tonks looks up to see the eyes of her love, filled with passion and embarrassment. She smiles and draws him closer, nibbling onto his ear. She gasps as he fills her, again. His erection, ready and willing to go again. She gasps as Harry starts to gyrate his hips.

Meeting him thrust for wanton thrust, the woman cries into the passion filled night.