Disclaimer: ITS MY IMAGINATION! YOU CAN'T HAVE IT! but the stuff you recognize belongs to the wonderful JK from whom we were gifted with harrypotter.
" Come on Auntie Bella! You can do better than this can't you?" a young, petite woman screamed as she barely dodged a stunner from a woman with heavily lidded eyes and dark hair. The ends of her spikey bubble-gum pink hair was singed as the stunner barely passed her head. " I thought you were ' The Dark Lord's most faithful' or some rubbish li-"
"NYMPHADORA TONKS! If you aren't at this office in twenty minutes your FIRED!" A tangled mass of sheets fell to the floor with a thump and a squeel. From the center of the pile came a sleep dazed mumble, which was shortly followed by a young woman with short violet hair.
" I'm up, im here...what?" Tonk's looked around in a daze and noticed the smoldering remains of the howler that had woken her. Her dream had been odd, but the details were slipping away as the sleep cleared from her head. She glanced up at the alarm clock on her dresser and realized that she was supposed to have been at work over an hour ago.
" Oh, Crikey!" Tonks jumped up and ran through her flat tearing off yesterdays sleep things as she went. She flew into the bathroom and set to washing her face as the helped herself to a Tooth-Flossing Stringmint. She quickley dashed back to her sky-blue bedroom and tore open the door to an old oak wardrobe. Withought paying attention, the woman grabbed a pair of jeans, a t-shirt, and a set of wizarding robes and set to struggling into the jeans.
Five minutes later she dissapeared with a resounding POP and appeared instantly in the lobby of the Ministry of Magic. The young woman's clothes and hair attracted attention as she sprinted for a set of golden lifts at the opposite end of the atrium. Right as the doors to a particularly full car were closing she slipped through the doors withought regard to the people she slammed out of the way. Tonk's shuffled impatiently as a cool female voice named each floor they passed. After what seemed like hours, the voice was announcing her destination "Level two, Department of Magical Law Enforcement, including the Improper Use of Magic office, Auror Headquarters, and Wizengamot Administration Services."
As soon as the grills had opened far enough, she hurtled out of the lift and sprinted flat out for a doorway marked Auror Headquarters. She headed for the cubicle marked 'Kingsley Shacklebolt' and stopped long enough to draw a breath before entering.
" I'm so sorry i'm late, please don't fire me! I'll never do it again i promise!" As Tonks pleaded in one breath to keep her job she failed to notice the laugh that threatened to escape from the bald, earring clad man before her. After a moments silence, and much to her dismay, Kingsley let out a laugh soo loud that it startled a short, plump witch who was passing by with a silver mail cart. A look of sincere puzzlement crossed Tonks' face. " Whats so-"
" Tonks, when I told you to be here in twenty minutes, i didn't mean for you to rush so fast you didn't realize what you were wearing!" He let out another laugh as a blush appeared on the face of the young auror before him as she glanced down at her clothes. She was wearing a pair of artfully torn jeans that looked nowhere near professional accompanied by a short, tight, midrift showing red t-shirt bearing the words I THINK YOUR BROOMSTICK IS SEXY.
" I'll be working on some files if anyone needs me." Tonk's said with a bright red flush that nearly matched her rather eye-catching top.
Later that day, Tonk's sat doodling on the parchment upon which she was supposed to be finishing a report concerning a witch whose garden had attacked the muggle post-man as he tried to deliver a package. The seemingly innocent Annuals had started chomping at the poor mans socks when he attempted to cut through the flower beds instead of follow the absurdly curvy walk up to the front door. The witch had gotten off with a warning after she had explained that they were charmed to keep animals from tearing up her flowers.
By the time Tonk's finished the report most everyone else had gone for the day and the light's had been extinguished. With a sigh, she closed the rather stressful report and exhaled forcefully, causing the parchment with the doodles to fly out of her cubicle and into the corridor. While grumbling in agrivation, she stood to go get it when a voice startled her.
" Whats this? Unhappy with your job, Tonks?" Kingsley was smiling to himself as he read the scribbles on the parchment like ' Fudge Sucks' and ' They call us aurors... HA! we're just glorifyed pencil pushers'.
" Hey Kingsley, sorry about that, i just feel that sometimes this isn't the job i originally signed on for. I mean, Dumbledore says that Voldemort is back and i believe him. But the Ministry has us wasting our time with sock-eating Daisies when we should be out there hunting Death Eaters! I wish there was some way I could do something useful, something that an Auror should be doing." With a sigh, she turned to her chair and gathered her cloak and started to leave.
" Tonks, what if i told you i know a secret organization that does exactly what you speak of. Hunt's down Death Eaters and keeps tabs on Voldemorts movements so that when the Minister gets his head on straight, and recognizes that He's really back, we won't be behind?" He had a look in his eye that told her that he was serious and it was no joke.
Withought another moments hesitation she spoke, " Where do i sign up?" To fight Death Eaters and help protect the wizarding world from dark wizards, that was the reason she signed up for Auror Training in the first place! She finally had the chance to do somethin worth-while for a change!
Kingsley smiled at the look on her face as she realized what this could mean for her future. Then as she stared him dead in the eye he descided to let her in. "There is a secret organization that existed during the First War and was reformed right after Voldemort returned. The Order of The Phoenix is headed by Albus Dumbledore and has a secret hidden headquarters right here in London. I will speak to Dumbledore and arrange for you to attend the next meeting if and only if you are truely serious about joining. I won't try to fool you when i say, that of the original Order, there weren't nearly as many survivors as there were losses. So... Nymphadora Tonks, are you serious about joining the secret, legendary Order of the Phoenix?"
Tonks only took a split-second to make up her mind. " Dead Serious." After she spoke there was a seconds silence and then Kingsley offered his hand and as she shook it said, "Welcome to the Order of the Phoenix."