Disclaimer : Most of the characters mentioned in this story do not belong to me. They belong to J.K. Rowling. Thanks for the amazing youth though. Harry Potter is a brilliant piece of fantasy, and I grew up reading all of the books and watching all the movies etc.

A/N : I published the first chapter two days ago. I probably should have written more chapters than two, before posting it. Anyway, I wasn't happy with the start of the story, therefore I made up this prologue.

Hello world ! This is my first attempt in writing a fanfiction. I got intrigued with the relationship between Tonks and Moody. In the books it's hardly mentioned, so it looks like a huge, unexplored playground to me. :D Please excuse some grammar and vocabulary mistakes, as I am German. I'll try my best but will never be as good as a native speaker.

Summary : She graduated weeks ago and a new stage of life begins. Tonks starts with her Auror training. Will she cope with all the upcoming stress, or will she stumble ? And will there be anyone to catch her, if she falls ? -Click here to find out ; AM/NT as mentor/apprentice- Rating has changed to T, might go up to M later

Prologue

An explosion ripped through the silence and part of the ceiling came crushing down only steps apart. Dust was robbing his sight and making it difficult to breathe. Disorientated he turned around, a high pitched screaming noise in both of his ears. Shaking his head, he tried to focus again. He must find his colleagues. Was this passage barred now ?

His wand in hand he whispered, "Ventus purgare." The spell had cleared the air. There was a gap in the pile of ceiling fragments, which obviously was his chance to reach the upper floor, without losing too much time. Clenching his wand with his teeth, he climbed up carefully. He glanced around, before he dragged himself over the edge. This room was empty and it was a mess. Desks and chairs were shattered, a wall had collapsed as well. The ringing noise in his ears slowly subsided. Were there shouts coming from behind the broken wall ?

Crouching, he moved closer to peer over the pile of debris. There was a bunch of fighting people. He tightened the grip on his wand. Besides the unknown enemies, he could recognise Moody and Kingsley.

Before he could even decide on how to join in, someone grabbed his neck from behind, putting a stifling pressure onto his throat. He couldn't breathe anymore, but still, there was speechless magic. Whoever attacked him, was thrown backwards by a spell just a heartbeat later. He whirled around to face the unknown enemy, lying on the floor. He stunned him or her. He couldn't really explain what happened next. From somewhere above his head came a curse flying into his direction. He hadn't checked the ceiling. A major mistake. Seconds later, a flash of red light hit his chest.

He gasped as an excruciating pain ripped through his body. His vision got blurred as his limbs spasmed. His muscles burned viciously and his head felt close to exploding.

There was a scream. The scream of a woman. It was her.

Tonks.