Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story. If I did, it wouldn't be called a FAN fic, now, would it?
Chapter 1: The Z4 Journey
It was shortly after midnight, and the boy called Harry Potter was alone. He had been sitting on the same park bench for the better part of an hour, and he was beginning to lose feeling in his legs. Next to him, a snowy white owl hooted softly. She was sitting in a cage, on top of a normal looking trunk. If anyone happened to drive by after midnight, which only a couple of late night partiers had, they might wonder why a teenage boy was sitting alone with a large trunk next to him. Luckily, they had been too drunk to notice the long piece of wood sticking out from the boy's jacket pocket….
"I'm sorry, Hedwig, I can't let you out," Harry told the owl. "They'll be coming any minute." As he said this, he glanced down the long dark street. He could barely make out the signpost at the end that read "Privet Drive."
Suddenly, a BMW Z4 came hurtling into view, the headlights temporarily blinding Harry. 'Wow,' thought Harry, impressed. 'Not bad for a couple of dentists.' He gathered up his things, and was just taking a step towards the car when the trunk and the driver's door popped open simultaneously. "Wotcher, Harry," said a voice.
"Tonks?" Harry gasped. "What are you doing here?" A woman with short, spiky black hair with purple tips stepped out of the car. She was wearing baggy black pants and a purple shirt that said "Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes" in large black letters. On the other side of the car, a teenage girl with bushy brown hair jumped out of the seat and ran towards Harry.
"Oh, Harry, it's great to see you!" said the girl, who happened to be one of Harry's best friends, Hermione Granger. "Tonks was staying at our house too, and she volunteered to drive here and pick you up!" Tonks winked at Harry.
"Of course, I used a bit of magic to speed up the trip, but a little bit never hurt anyone, did it?" Tonks joked, winking again. "Come on, load up your stuff. Ron's family will be there first thing in the morning, and you'll want a couple hours of sleep before they arrive."
Harry bent over to pick up his trunk, but before he could do so, Tonks had pulled out her wand and levitated his luggage into the trunk. Thanking Tonks, Harry climbed into the magically expanded back seat with Hermione. About to close his eyes, he realized that the car was floating into the air. "Oh, not another flying car," he moaned. "Why didn't we just take brooms?"
"Shhh, Harry, just go to sleep," Hermione whispered, yawning. "You'll need it for the morning." A few minutes later, both of the teenagers had fallen asleep, Hermione's head resting on Harry's shoulder. In the front seat, Tonks smiled at the two, and the 2nd flying car sped on through the silent night air.
(A/N: Sorry for the lack of length. I know it's not exactly canon for Tonks to be this happy right now, but it's no fun writing about her being all sad and depressed all the time. Anyway, this isn't a H/Hr ship, unless you really want it to be. PLEASE REVIEW!)