Do it. Just say it. Today.

Charlie Weasley could remember exactly how he'd felt that day in his 6th year when he'd asked Nymphadora Tonks to the Halloween Ball. Sure, he was the Gryffindor Seeker, and most of his team mates saw the fact that he was crushing on a Hufflepuff as a) Pathetic, and b) a betrayal, but he couldn't care less what they thought. He'd been crushing on her since the end of his 5th year, and her 3rd, when she'd accidentally hexed him. (The Slytherin she'd been aiming for had ducked just in time.) Ever since, he'd been waiting and watching, as she went through boyfriend after boyfriend, waiting for her to be single for long enough for him to get a word in. he wasn't the only boy who had noticed how beautiful she was-a metamorphmagus too- in her own, clumsy way.
Charlie remembered feeling nervous as he followed her into the library. He could still see her hair changing from purple to electric blue as she laughed. He remembered how he'd practically been floating when she'd told him she would love to go with him. And they'd had a great time. They'd been going out ever since. And it was great.
Unfortunately, over time, all her hyper active clumsiness and mischief-making was getting to be too much for him. She was worse than Fred and George!

And so Charlie sat at the Gryffindor table, playing moodily with his cornflakes. Tonks had finished her O. the day before, and today was the last Hogsmede trip of the year. Charlie really didn't feel like he could take any more… he was all Tonksed out. For life. And that meant he would have to be the bad guy. He would have to break it off.

Great. Now she had two more years experience with hexing guys to hit him with…

"Charlie!"

Speak of the devil.

Tonks bounded over to his table, sitting lithely beside him and planting a kiss on his cheek.

"Hey Tonks." He tried to sound cheerful, really, he did. But he was really starting to wish she would just leave him alone…

"Oi Tonks, hurry up, its time to go!" Tonks' friend Ellie called from the entrance hall.

"Are you coming? Or do you have Quidditch practice or something?" Tonks asked, standing. Here she was, giving him a ready made excuse to get out of it…

"No, ill come." Why did he agree? WHY? He was going to have to end this today…

Charlie followed her into the entrance hall, where she joined her cluster of equally loud friends. To his relief, Brian, Sam and Eoin were just coming down the staircase.

"Charlie! We've been looking all over for you!" Sam said, laughing at his downtrodden look.

"Your Lady been keeping you busy, eh?" Eoin muttered, nudging Charlie with his elbow.

"Oh Shut it." Charlie muttered back, scowling.

"Come on, she's not that bad. She's damn fit too." Sam said, staring at Tonks' short skirt.

"You disgust me Sam, really. I may not like it, but she's still my girlfriend. Ill have to get you for that…"

Sam stepped out of range of the punch Charlie was about to fake throw. "So break up with her already, if she annoys you that much. Then I can stare all I want." He smirked. Charlie shook his head.

"Really, Sam… its not as easy as all that."

"Sure it is." said Brian. "Just tell her you're sick of the sight of her and walk off. That's what Sam does."

"Mm, but that's how Sam gets black eyes… and didn't you end up in the hospital wing last time?"

"Maybe so, but-" they were interrupted by Filch as he ticked their names off, and Tonks walked with him as they left school, pulling his arm round her waist. Soon they were on the high street, heading to the outskirts of the village. Tonks said something loudly about playing some sort of game, but Charlie wasn't paying attention- he was thinking about how he could end this and leave with his pants intact.

"I need to talk to you." He blurted out suddenly.

"Ew Ellie, that's gross, I cant believe you did that! What did you say Charlie?"

"I need to talk to you." He repeated, pulling her away from the group as they sat on a patch of green grass.

"Okay… what about?" she smiled softly. God, her smile… shaking his head, Charlie pulled himself together.

"About us. This. It… it just isn't working, Tonks. You must have noticed, I just… I don't feel the same anymore." He hadn't been trying to sounds quite so blunt…

Her eyes widened. "I… I thought you were just stressed… with your N.E. and the final match…"

"Well yeah, I am… but this just isn't working for me, Tonks. I can't keep up with you. I just… I'm not the right guy for you."

She was unusually quiet, her hair a mousy brown, keeping her eyes on her feet. "Charlie, I don't under-"

"Oi, you two, get over here!" Ellie called from the circle where everyone else was seated. Tonks turned and ran.

Well, at least his pants were still intact. For now.

Tonks sat next to Ellie, who had conjured a glass bottle with her wand. Charlie groaned inwardly. Not truth or dare. Anything but…

Ellie spun the bottle. This was not going to be good, he could tell. It landed on Tonks. Crap.

"Truth or Dare?" Ellie asked, grinning.

She shrugged, still looking slightly defeated. "Dare, I guess."

The girls huddled round, muttering excitedly. Charlie glanced at Eoin, but he was staring intently at the girls, a smirk widening on his face. This wasn't going to be good, he could tell already.

"Okay. I dare you to go into the shrieking shack with Charlie, and snog him in there. And take your time about it too." Ellie smirked. Inwardly, Charlie groaned. No. no no no!! He couldn't go in the shrieking shack! It was haunted… and he couldn't snog Tonks either!

Tonks shrugged. "Fine." Standing and wiping the grass off her knees, she looked pointedly at Charlie.

"Oh. Right."

Standing slowly, he followed her up the grassy slope, and past the rotting picket fence to the creaking old house. He was not doing this…

When they reached the shack, Charlie pulled on the door handle. It was locked… no surprise there, what with the boarded up windows and all…

"ah well, that's a shame, time to go then!" he spun around, but Tonks grabbed his sweater sleeve.

"Don't be such a baby. It's not like its actually haunted or anything." Rolling her eyes, Tonks tapped the door handle with her wand, and dragged him inside.

"I'm not doing this." Charlie said stubbornly, pulling out of her grip. She scowled and turned away, examining the thick layer of dust that coated everything, and rose in soft clouds as they walked. Charlie walked over to a moth eaten, overturned chair that blocked the door to the hall. As he righted it, he noticed a large chunk ripped out of one of the legs. Ghosts didn't do that…

"Hey Tonks…"

"What?" She said irritably.

"look." He ran a hand over the wall. Huge scars ripped through the faded paper, gouging the wooden wall behind it. Bite marks surrounded the door frames, and stuffing lay scattered across the floor, spewing from the various chairs and couches in the room.

She glanced at it for a second, before turning and kicking a chunk of wood at the wall. The resounding bang shook the whole house. Charlie stiffened. If there was some sort of wild animal living here, he really hoped she hadn't just woken it up…

"Tonks, I think we should go." Charlie said nervously. This place was giving him the creeps… But Tonks just crossed her arms and leaned against the chewed doorframe.

"This is it, isn't it? After this, you'll never want anything to do with me again."

Charlie stared at her, as a small tear dribbled down her cheek. Tonks never cried.

"I…I'm sorry." He said dumbly, staring at his trainers, and kicking something shiny at his feet. It spun over to Tonks' purple chucks.

Whatever." She looked away. "I saw this coming." She said quietly. "I just thought… maybe we could… get through it… I don't know."

"I really am sorry, you know. I just don't feel the same anymore." Charlie replied just as quietly.

"Yeah. That's a shame, because you still have to snog me."

"I told you before I'm not doing this." Charlie said stubbornly.

"Oh, because it's not like we haven't gone this far before, is it? Or further." She muttered the last bit under her breath. Charlie scowled.

"Say what you want, but I don't like to go casually snogging my ex's just for dares."

Glaring at him like death, Tonks stepped forward, pulling her hand back to slap him- but then it happened. It was bound to- Tonks could hardly walk without tripping and nearly killing anyone who happened to get in her way. And now she had tripped on whatever it was that Charlie had kicked in her direction. Tonks went flying, Knocking into Charlie and taking him down with her.

Suddenly the ground lurched, spinning them round so Charlie was lying onto of Tonks, and the room darkened, swaying. Something gold glittered by Tonks' hair.

A time turner.

"Get off me, you oaf!" Tonks started hitting Charlie on the side of the head. Scowling he stood. The room was still spinning. "What the hell was that all about? I thought you broke up with me? And now you're all over me again? What the hell?" Tonks stormed at him as she pulled herself to her feet. Charlie looked around the dark room. Looking through the boarded up window, he could see the full moon shining in the sky.

"Tonks. Shut up."

"NO! You just rolled me, what the hell are you playing at? Do you think its okay to toy with me like that? Cause you are so wrong!"

"Really Tonks, SHUT UP!"

"WHY?"

Charlie merely pointed- but a soft thump behind her made her turn. A pair of amber eyes glowed at the bottom of the stairs, and a soft snarling came from the darkness. Slowly, the creature stepped into the moonlight. Tonks opened her mouth to scream, but for once, no sound came out. The werewolf advanced again, raising its head, and howled at the full moon.

A/N: So a few of you might be thinking this sounds familiar… well, I'm deleting the old version of this, for a ton of reasons. A) It was crap writing, B) I had total writers block on it, and C) I just really don't like it, lol. So here's the new (and hopefully better!) version that I'm trying to write instead of doing NaNo. Cause I'm weird like that. But anyway, please Review, ill update with the next chapter soon, I promise! For real this time… and im really sorry if youre waiting for updates on other stories of mine, but November is a really hectic month for me. I have my exams that count for uni entrance, and my mums on crack down about studying. Hopefully ill update my other fics over the summer holidays (which is Christmas here for those of you on the other side of the world) but don't hold your breath, ive got plans. So, cheers for reading this long and pretty pointless authors note, and really, please do leave a review. There might even be a cookie in it for you. You never know…