Hi, my name is Nymphadora Tonks, but please call me Tonks. I swear my mum was high when she gave me my name. If you want to live to see the light of day, I advise you to call me Tonks.

Right now I am sitting on the end of my bed. I am waiting for Dumbledore to arrive. He is going to take me to an Order of the Phoenix meeting. I can't believe Dumbledore thought that I was actually good enough to join the Order. I am so nervous right now because Dumbledore hasn't told me anything. I hope that everyone likes me, I hope that maybe I might even know someone there.

Where the hell is Dumbledore? He said he would be here five minutes ago. It's not like Dumbledore to be late. Now I'm worrying. Suddenly I hear a loud crack that almost makes me fall off my bed. Well, when I say almost, I mean I actually did fall on the floor. That's another thing, I am very clumsy. I could fall over thin air, which I already have managed to do.

I look up from my position on the floor to see a grinning Dumbledore standing over me.

"Sorry I'm late, but I can see you were busy anyway." He said, gesturing towards me, still sitting on the floor. "But I'm afraid you're going to have to stand up now, that is an awkward position to apparate in." I eventually get up off the floor.

"So where exactly are we going?" I ask, desperately wanting to know.

"I cannot divulge that sort of information to you quite yet." Dumbledore said wagging his finger at me as if I was a little child who had just asked where babies come from. "We are going to have to side along apparate, since you have never been to our destination."

I took hold of Dumbledore's arm. This felt a bit weird he used to be my headmaster. Anywho, we eventually arrived at wherever we were supposed to be. I looked up and down the street, it was quite dark and all the houses seemed to be quite nice.

"So, where are we going?" I asked Dumbledore, who was rummaging in his pocket. He didn't say anything to me, he just handed me a piece of paper. I looked at the paper, which had 'The headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix may be found at number 12, Grimmauld Place, London.' written on it. Well there was my answer the only problem was when I looked up there was no number 12. There was an 11 and a 13, even a number 14, but no number 13. Suddenly out of nowhere a house appeared between 11 and 13.

"Come on, we are late. The meeting has already started." I followed Dumbledore into the tall shabby looking house. "Everybody is in the kitchen, I will introduce you after the meeting has finished."

I just nodded and followed him towards the kitchen. I didn't quite make the entrance that I had planned on. I had planned on walking in, looking very businesslike. I wanted people to take me seriously. Normally, people never do. Instead of looking business like, I managed to trip over my own feet and fall flat on my nose.

That's just what I needed; to embarrass myself in front of the entire order. A hand reached out and helped me up. I looked at the face of the helper for a while. I knew I recognised him, but I couldn't remember from where. He had matted black hair, quite tall and unshaven. After what seemed like an age, it clicked, it was cousin Sirius.

I jumped back, what the hell was he doing here? He should be in Azkaban! How can everybody stand here normally, while he is in the room?

"You're… you're Sirius Black." I stuttered. Come on, pull yourself together, you're an auror!

"It's okay Tonks, Sirius is innocent. He lives here and helps the Order." Dumbledore told me.

"Oh." I didn't really know what else to say, it was all a bit of a shock.

"Right, now shall we begin the meeting?" Dumbledore spoke I found the nearest chair to me and sat down. My head was still spinning from the meeting, Sirius, and possibly a bit from falling on my face.