Vaughn's change of subject was so abrupt that Lupin froze for a moment before catching up with his leap in thought. He cleared his throat. "Er-Chairman, I think-this has nothing to do with work-"
Although Vaughn had helped him a great deal with Tonks, Lupin felt that the Chairman's question was far too direct.
Especially now that Sirius was involved, talking about Tonks in front of Vaughn always left Lupin feeling guilty, as though he were doing something morally wrong.
Seemingly oblivious to his subordinate's embarrassment, Vaughn smiled. "No, I think this is part of your work too."
Lupin was rather speechless, but he still cleared his throat. "Ahem-we-we're only friends."
"All right," Vaughn drawled. "It seems I'll need to find someone else to liaise with Tonks. Perhaps Oliver would be a good choice."
Lupin's eyes instantly widened, as though someone had stepped on his tail. "You can't do that!"
Then, realizing that his tone had been disrespectful, he hurriedly added, "I mean-Tonks doesn't like that white-haired fellow!"
"Oh?" Vaughn raised an eyebrow, his smile teasing. "If she doesn't like Oliver, does that mean she likes you?"
Lupin floundered, his face flushing red. He felt that the Chairman was doing this on purpose. His sense of humor was downright wicked.
Vaughn stopped teasing him and sighed instead. "Remus, you should learn to face your feelings." "If you lose your composure like this whenever someone mentions Tonks, how can I feel comfortable entrusting the Werewolf Association to you?"
Lupin was embarrassed at first, then froze. He looked up at Vaughn blankly. "What do you mean-entrusting the Werewolf Association to me?"
Vaughn smiled at him. "I'll have a great deal to attend to in the coming days, so once the International Werewolf Association is established, C will need someone to oversee international