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Chapter 1
N. Tonks POV
When Dumbledore asked me if I was interested to join the Order, I was automatically ready. I blurted out a yes without thinking and my hair turned fluorescent yellow; a color that showed my excitement.
Perhaps Dumbledore saw my unhesitant acceptation because he said, "Nympha- Tonks, I think you should ask your parents first; they know serious this is…"
He used my last name?
Flashback
"I am so happy to finally talk to you Professor Dumbledore!" My hair was a shocking vivid bright green because of my emotion and excitement (blue and yellow respectively) at finally being able to talk to my former headmaster.
"Nymphadora, I am glad to-", he paused, obviously noticing my change in hair color as it suddenly became grey. Trying to overcome my sadness that he knew my first name, (of course he does, I berated my stupid self; he was my headmaster for 7 years!) I used all my energy to make my hair bubblegum pink.
He didn't look pleased; "You dislike the name Nymphadora?" he asked with surprise and, was it just me, a little wariness? I understood immediately.
"Oh, not like that creep you-know-who…" I said hurriedly. Who'd have known that Mister Creep Lord was called Tom? But after Harry Potter defeated him in his second year (Potter also killed Lord Creep's pet basilisk), everyone knows that his old name was Tom Riddle. A muggle name. I know a shopkeeper on Braselton Street called Tommy Charles Riddle… But nobody says his old name aloud… in fear that his wrath, at the mention of his name, will kill them on the spot.
"I find Nymphadora to be a lovable name, then why dislike it?" Dumbledore's voice brought me back from the gossip and fun of my young years in Auror training as I looked at him blankly. Nymphadora? Lovable name? I came to the conclusion that Dumbledore, albeit brilliant, was a little cracked…
"My dad wanted to call me Pandora… he said that even at the age of two I was all mischief and curiosity…" I purposefully didn't mention 'clumsy', "but mom won out on naming rights and called me Nymphadora… and that doesn't suit me! I'm not even close to the gracefulness of Trolls and she goes and puts Nymphs in my name!"
Here I realized that my voice had risen considerably and I blushed… did I just shout at Dumbledore?
But he was smiling, "Ahh, I see. Well, I side with your mother" he chuckled as I glared at him, "but let us have an agreement. I will call you Dora if only you call me Albus..."
I remember smiling widely as I exited the Headmaster's room, promptly tripping over my own legs and turning around to find Dumbledore biting back laughter.
I knew that my parents would agree with me about joining the Order of the Phoenix, with my dad, Ted Tonks being a muggle born and my mom, Andromeda Tonks (née Black) being a hated relative of many Death Eaters. But the fact that Dumbledore used my surname, even though I knew he disapproved of the fact that I disliked my name, brought me to the full realization of the grave situation. People and families had died just because they were connected to the Order. And the Pandora in me smiled at the risks.