Andromeda Black was the black sheep in her pureblood fanatic family, please ignore the pun. "Stealing our magic, those mudbloods are." Andy once heard her mother grumble. She had never agreed with their 'superiority' as they called it, and when she married a muggleborn, Ted Tonks. Boom, she was blown off the tapestry of The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black. Let's just say they stood up to their name.
She wasn't the only hole in the tree. There was Marius, a squib. Phineus, who supported muggle rights and the latest hole, her younger cousin, Sirius Black. He was only sixteen for God's sake! Although when he turned up on my doorstep, he looked, well, happy.
That day, her husband, Ted, was at home from work, they both wanted to spend time with their daughter, Nymphadora. Don't ask where that came from. Dora was a Metamorphmagus, meaning she could change her appearance. Right now she was sporting bubble gum pink hair and rather a long nose. Ted and their daughter were playing with bricks while Andromeda made her breakfast.
"Naughty Dora!" Ted exclaimed when his daughter knocked over the tower "maybe she needs to be punished!" He added and began tickling her, causing her hair to change from pink to green to yellow to blue. The doorbell rang, and Andy (Andromeda) paused from pouring the Apple puree into a bowl. She shared a frightened glance with her husband who smiled reassuringly.
"The Dark Lord wouldn't ring the doorbell, dear." He said, trying to cheer his wife up. Andy sighed.
"My family would." She replied and hurried to the door. She carefully opened the door. A grinning boy stood triumphantly in front of her.
"Sirius!" She greeted and hugged him. "What are you doing here?"
"I've been disowned!" His grin didn't falter as he spoke the words.
"They didn't hurt you?" When she had been disowned, the Blacks hurt her husband, because they were 'far too civilized to hurt a woman' it made her shudder, just thinking of the condition she found him in. This time his grin did fade.
"They did, but I've been at James's for a week, I wanted to see you. I've never met your baby." She smiled at him and let him into the kitchen. Ted turned from the brick set and waved at Sirius.
"Hello, Sirius. Come to join the dark side."
"Dada, dada!" Nymphadora shouted and when Ted didn't reply she picked up a brick, and was about to drop it on his head when Sirius exclaimed.
"Watch her, Ted!" Dora paused and glanced at the big boy who was watching her curiously. She stared back, and he smirked, a mischievous twinkle in his eye.
"Wotcher." She mumbled to herself, and decided she liked the sound of it. "Wotcher! Wotcher! Wotcher!" She giggled and danced around, before tripping over her feet and falling on her face. The adults watched, amused as she picked herself back up and ran on her short legs, her bare feet slapping against the tiles as she sprinted to Sirius, the brick still in her hand. He bent down to her and lifted her up, spinning her round. She laughed until he put her down.
"Hello there, my name's Sirius, what's your name?" He asked gently, bending down to her level.
"Nympadora!" She stated proudly. Sirius turned to Andromeda and raised his eyebrows.
"Nymphadora, actually."
"Blimey! And I thought you were nothing like our crazy relatives." Sirius said and laughed. Dora frowned at him, but decided she liked him and therefore she didn't like her name either. He looked back at her, and saw her shaking her head violently.
"Tonks." She replied and pointed to herself. He winked at her.
"Wotcher Tonks!" He grinned and she giggled again.
"Wotcher Siwius." She replied smugly.
From that day forward, Nymphadora Tonks was known simply as Tonks. And she only ever greeted people with one word.
"Wotcher."