Please note that all characters, places, etc. below belongs to J.K. Rowling, not me. Only the story is mine.

Prologue

It had been days since the Battle of the Department of Mysteries. Harry Potter, exhausted from working on his History of Magic paper all night, had dozed off in the kitchen of 4 Privet Drive. However, his sleep was not long, as it was soon broke off by a yell of "WAKE UP, YOU WORTHLESS FREAK!" from his "Uncle" Vernon. Harry snorted to himself. Like his uncle ever cared about a single blood cell in his blood stream.

Meanwhile, at 12 Grimmauld Place, one Nymphadora Tonks was thinking to herself. She was debating whether she would have still survived had Harry Potter not saved her from the Veil. I owe him a life debt, and that is that! Tonks soon thought of many ways to pay him back for his kindness to a person he barely knew. Stop thinking like that, Tonks, he probably doesn't even like you that way.