I originally came up with this idea while listening to my iPod. None of these characetrs belong to me, and even some scenes are based of of J.K's writing.

Tonks sighed, and pushed back the short bubblegum-pink hair away from her tired and worn face. It wasn't easy working for the ministry as it was becoming more and more corrupted each day. Kingsley and she were having a tough time, constantly having to defy their jobs to keep the Order safe. Tonks then rang the doorbell to 12 Grimmauld Place, and a second too late, her eyes widened as she realized what she had done.

Inside the old living place of the Black family, Molly Weasley rushed to the door from the kitchen. Maybe she'd be able to open the door before-Too late. Mrs. Black started screaming again, and two other sets of feet ran in from the kitchen, belonging to Remus Lupin and the only remaining heir to the home, Sirius Black. Molly ran in front of Remus and Sirius, as fast as her more stumpy legs could carry her.

By the time Mrs. Weasley opened the door to see an apologizing young Tonks, the two marauders were trying to shush Sirius' old mum.

"Tonks, it's so good-"

"Shut UP you old hag!"

"Sirius-"

"-To see you," Molly finished, ushering Tonks inside as quickly as possible before closing the door and locking it.

"I'm so sorry Molly!" Tonks cried out. "I'm just completely-"

"MUDBLOODS! HALFBLOODS, HALFBREEDS, BLOOD TRAITORS! FILTHYING THE NOBLE-"

"For Merlin's sake woman, HUSH!"

"There's got to be a better way," Remus' calm voice could be heard among the disarray.

"-Frazzled by the ministry. All the questions, lying, trying to-"

"Mum?" Called out Ginny Weasley from the top of the staircase.

"FILTHY BLOODTRAITOR!"

"Here, Remus, grab this end-"

"One moment Tonks," Molly sighed. "Yes Ginny?

"Have you-"

"Count of three Sirius!"

"-seen my hairbrush?" Ginny finished, yellig loudly over the noise.

"1!"

"I think it's in the bathroom next to the closet, dear. Now Tonks-"

"2!"

"-Just follow me into the kitchen," Molly said, pushing Tonksforward. That was a mistake.

"Oh thank you Molly I-Whoops!" Tonks exclaimed, tripping over the umbrella stand.

"3!"

"Oh Tonks!"

"Molly, I'm so-"

"HALFBREEDS! HALFBLOODS!"

"Sirius I said three, what happened?"

"Here, Molly, I'll fix this I'm so sorry-"

"Well I'm sorry Moony, but it's a bit hard when everyone is screaming and your hag of a mother is-"

"Master Sirius is unworthy, yes, my Mistress deserved better-"

"KREACHER! Go back to your stinking hole in the wall!"

If Tonks was frazzled, it seemed like nothing to Molly compared to how she felt. She had to deal with Sirius Black, and that wasn't easy, on top of Fred and George using magic for every little thing, not to mention Ginny, Ron, and Hermione. Then of course there was Mundungus, and tryin to cook for who knows how many people each meal. To top it all off, anyone of her friends and family could die from being in the Order and it haunted Molly daily. At that moment, she wanted to scream at Tonks for adding one other thing for her to fix (because Molly did not trust Tonks with fixing anything) to the list of things to worry about, but then Molly took a deep breath.

Sirius stormed to his room, with Remus following behind.

"Padfoot, wait!"

Ginny was still looking for her hair brush.

"Mum, it's not here!"

Kreacher was still mumbling to the portrIt of Mrs Black who had only just been covered and shut up.

"Kreacher will try for his Mistress..."

But Molly knew that Tonks was having a rough time too. Everyone was. And more yelling and annoyance would only make things worse.

"Tonks, it's alright," Molly said. "I'll take care of it. Go get something to eat, maybe talk to Sirius."

"Molly I can help, really-"

"Tonks, dear," Molly patted her on the back, "Just let it be."

Author's Note:

Yes, it's a little hectic, I hope you were able to follow. Basically, I will be able to update once every day, for the most part. I hope you enjoyed reading, and please review! Don't forget to check out my other two stories as well. Coming up next, some Harry...

Until then,

-coloronthewalls