My name's Nymphadora Tonks. Well, not to you, or me. Call me Tonks, or Dora. Call me Nymphadora and I'll kill you. That name is for idiots, and I am NOT an idiot! Not much scares me, to be honest. Not even werewolves. I think that probably explains why I can be in love with one, right? Let me tell you about Remus. He's mates with my cousin, Sirius, and god, he's brilliant. The problem is, he's about twice my age. Maybe thats why we're always splitting up, then get back together. I guess I have the shortest relationships ever. My longest is four days, and still counting! Me and Remus got back together the other day. I'm still happy. I guess I always am.

So that was four days ago, and now its Friday. I think I asked him out again on Monday - I cant really remember. I'm not too good with maths and stuff. Morphing, sure. Stealth, maths - no way.

So Fridays. They usually come with some sort of label... like 'Hey guys, its friday! Jump up and down, piss yourself!'. Usually, that feeling applies to me. Not today. I flopped down on my stairs, waiting for the Friday feeling to kick in. It better - it was already 8pm. For some reason, I felt depressed. And it was nothing to do with the fact that Friday isnt turning out so special for me. Something else was up, but I had no idea what the eff it was. I frowned, my face becoming the expression I had before Morphing. My mind is like a sieve - I can never remember things. Wait... thats it! Remus was supposed to bbe picking me up at 7, to go out to the Leaky Cauldron. That was an hour ago - so where the hell is he? He said we'd be in Diagon Alley for eight, and would get back before twelve. What time was it, again? I looked towards my clock, and frowned. 8:20. I would have been in the pub now, but am I? Nuh uh. I'm sat here, being sad. Well, this sucks. I decided the best option was to go round to Remus and kick the shit out of him. Sniggering, I stood up, pulling my purple cloak round my shoulders and pulling open the door with vigour. I blinked, breathing in the cool, night air. The night was still pretty young. I smiled to myself, and started off down the road towards Remus's house. However, something was amiss. Up in the skies, a circular, silvery orb was hiding behind the clouds. Full, like an opal. Full moon..

I arrived at Remus' house around ten minutes later, full of if he had a reason to not see me anymore? What if he's fallen out with me? I paused, my hand on the handle to his place. Remus had told me to never bother knocking, but it didn't feel right, somehow. I raised my hand and knocked three times on the heavy wooden door. Crack, crack, crack. The sound echoed through the hall – I could hear it from outside. But, no answer. Eh? Curiously, I stuck my head around the wood door, opening it , I felt like a spy! But then, a spy wouldn't be dressed like me: last time I checked, they don't wear loads of robes with a long red coat. Unless they were an undercover spy… I slapped myself lightly. Cmon, Tonks, you're imaginations running away again! Pull yourself together. Taking a deep breath, I stepped inside the house, pulling the door shut behind me. It shut with an onimous thud, making me jump slightly. For a few minutes, I let my eyes adjust to the light inside. It was pitch black. I know Remus likes old stuff, but pitch black? Weird. The floors were covered in dust, and dark shapes seemed to jump out at me from behind. Its like being in a scary horror film – only this isnt a haunted house, its Remus's place. Treading gently, I walked through to the living room, on edge. Something was totally wrong. But what? Constant Vigliance, Tonks. Mad Eye's voice sounded in my head, reminding me of his constant motto. Yeah. Constant vigilance. I drew my wand from the depths of my coat, and backed up against the wall. That way, no one could come at me from behind. I'm such a good Auror, right?

Time seemed to slip past slowly. God, I was bored, scared, and creeped out. My back was stiff from being up against the wall- probably because the wall was cold and stiff. Fed up, I decided to go look around the house. Maybe Remus was hiding somewhere, the bastard. Grinning slightly, probably resembling a lunatic, I headed upstairs, wand out in front of me. It was all silent, like the grave. Hmmm. Dodgy. I was busy contemplating this when I tripped over a stair, landing face first on the flight. Ooooft. Clumsy cow, Tonks! I lay there for a minute, breathing heavily. Wait up- what was that? The atmosphere changed from cold and empty, to the kind of scared feeling you get after watching a scary film in the dark. Jumping up, I whipped my head around. Nothing. But then, I felt like I was being watched.. It was so creepy. Hang on a tick- I'm a witch! Witches use magic. Facepalming, I held my wand up. "Lumos." There. Now I could see, but what I saw I did NOT like. The wall paper was torn, like a wild beast had been at it. It was horrendous, and looked fresh. My.. God. I retreated quickly, walking backwards up the stairs. If my mother was here, she'd shudder. But she's not. As soon as I got up there, I turned tail and ran into the nearest room. Small and dingy, it looked like some sort of storage room. This immediately lit my curiosity. Oooh, what could be in here? Boxes, full of secret stuff, maybe? I sniggered at the thought of opening them. The snigger didn't last for long – the spookiness of my situation returned, like it had nipped out to the shop for a cuppa. Well. Standing around here wasn't accomplishing anything, now was it, Tonks? I stretched and headed over to the window, on my guard. About halfway there, I felt something move behind me. A ferocious snarl sounded from behind me, and I felt weight pressed on my back. The next thing I knew, the shock and surprise I felt was mingled with pain and horror. I collapsed after a second or two, rushing up to meet the floor faster than wished.