Author's note: Now that's just something I've been thinking about for a really long time… kind of funny – I was trying to find a key to the zeugma, that actually was considered to be unsolvable… and what do you think? I found it! lol! And by the way, if Tonks is in her twenties, it doesn't mean she can't fall in love with someone, who's much older than her!

Disclaimer: I'm not J.K. Rowling, because I prefer being myself. And I do not own Harry Potter (now that is something I pity)…

Chapter 1. MAKING GUESSES

Alone she lay, sick and tired of waiting, the light not cheering her up, the darkness not getting her down.

For almost a week her sofa was the best hang out, for the world seemed to stop after his death.

Tonks heard a glass crash from the table in the kitchen… she oddly smiled, that must have been Winforever, her huge jet-black cat… however, she didn't raise even her head from the pillows.

Strange, no one had ever noticed how much Sirius meant to her… and now that he was gone, gone forever, no one seemed to care about her… no one had even asked her why she wasn't in the Order for the past two weeks… not even Harry or other youngsters!

She smiled as she remembered them – her and Sirius – talking the night everything happened, she could remember him smile, laugh… kiss. They had so many plans for the future, with the whole life yet to live. Sirius even wanted to tell Harry and everyone else, unwilling to keep their relations in secret anymore… And, Jesus, now it was only a memory! A sweet touching M.E.M.O.R.Y!

She could recall now how furious Dumbledore got when she said she didn't believe in Black being a traitor… Professor wouldn't let her take very serious missions then…

Tonks was younger than Sirius, in fact she was much younger than him. But when he ran away from Azkaban and Dumbledore ordered him to lie still at the bottom… she was the only one who really understood him… this was perhaps why they got on really quickly.

She coldly stared at the ceiling, where was another pet of hers – Daddy Longlegs, sitting on a flying candle. She felt odd. As if something was sucking life out of her… Tonks was afraid she would commit suicide if Black didn't somehow reappear from behind the veil…

She started as something soft and furry touched her cheek. But it was only Winforever.

'You must be having real fun, being the Master of the Kitchen,' she tried to smile, stuffing the cats hair. 'Ta da da da… ta da…'

She sang, as if remembering some old song. And then a thought struck her mind…

'I need blood,' Tonks sat up and looked at the cat curiously. 'I need ashes… and fresh flesh…'

The cat squeaked and jumped down from the sofa, eager to get away as fast as possible. Only then Tonks realized what she'd just said… the plan seemed to be brilliant, but she had no idea where to get all that messy stuff.

Too bad, ha? There must had been some way to return him, she had to bring Sirius back! She even knew now how she would achieve her aim… she only needed details… so now she would just go to Remus Lupin and nail her colors to the mast… she guessed…