A/N Shout out to basically everyone who read the first chapter but especially to the users who followed/favourited this story. (I didn't know whether or not to put your usernames on here, wasn't sure if you'd be cool with it) You guys rule!

Anyway on with the show

Tonks' POV

Our first class at Hogwarts was really cool. Professor Sprout told us about tons of types of plants we'd be learning about but spent most of the lesson telling us about how things are run at Hogwarts. Of course, that wasn't the real fun part. While professor Sprout was talking about the magnificent staircases Charlie showed us a spell that made a leaf on the plant in front of us form into a small bird which flew around us. This was a cue for us to begin trying small charms we had read about. We were completely unnoticed until I tried to stop Ellie's darting leaf but missed, instead knocking over a plant on the bench in front on us. Professor Sprout had to stop talking and glare at us for a few moments. When I grinned sheepishly back at her, she merely shook her head and resumed talking.

At the lunch break we were able to return to our game but on a larger, more open scale. We were bewitching food, utensils, and sometimes the schoolwork of the people sitting by us to zoom around and do tricks in the air. We were entertaining quite a few people until a group of Slytherins came up behind us. One knocked me causing the spoon I was controlling to fall into my glass, consequently spilling it over my robes. The Slytherins just laughed. I felt my hair change colour partly form embarrassment, partly from anger.

"Wow, good show there." The boy in the front said. Though he was rather small, he was dressed in the way that showed he was in charge. "Nothing like casting spells at a magic school." He high-fived the kid he was standing next to.

A girl with a brown pony tail that was pulled back messily but looked good stepped towards me and ran her hand through my hair though I tried to pull back. "This. This is cool though, do tell, wasn't it blue just a moment ago?" She pulled some around so I could see it was now a light red. "You don't want to keep secrets, they all come out in the end." She let out a high pitched laugh.

Her smile dropped and changed into a look of shock as I slowly changed my face to match hers. "Didn't say I was keeping it secret. No-one hasn't asked." The hall let out a collective ooh as the Slytherin girl turned around and led the group out of the hall in defeat.

"I knew it." Harley punched me in the arm. "So that's how you dye your hair."

Just then Charlie came in and sat opposite us on the Gryffindor table. "What did I miss? The Slytherins seemed pretty buggered about something."

"Well they were a bit surprised about something," Ellie said.

"No riddles, what's the something?" Charlie said impatiently.

"Tonks is a shapeshifter." Giles blurted out. Charlie stared wide-eyed.

"A what?"

"Technically it's metamorphing." I said.

"So you can change into stuff?"

"Pretty much,"

"What sort of stuff?"

"All sorts, really."

"What about, say, a dragon?"

"If you've got a picture, I can try. Not here though, outside after classes."

He nodded and turned around to the Gryffindor table.

After classes we went to a tree beside the lake to wait for Charlie. It wasn't long before he came running towards us and thrust a piece of paper towards me, puffing.

"Sorry for… taking so long." He said between breaths. "Couldn't… find it."

I looked at the drawing of a dragon's head. "Did you do this?"

"Yeah." He said.

"It's good." I said as I tried to copy it. It must have worked because when I opened my eyes everyone had their mouths hanging open. I quickly reverted so no one unwanted saw.

"That's brilliant." Charlie exclaimed.

Over the next few weeks the word that I am metamorphic got around the entire school. Constantly between classes I was bombarded with requests for transformations. Along with the dozens of humourous requests, girls wanted me to turn into their crushes best friend and interrogate them, a few even asked me to turn into them and take their classes. Of course I didn't do any of them, just returned them with a few kind (very unkind) words. It got better when I got an owl from my parents at breakfast telling me they're going to see dad's family for Christmas.

My mum's family disowned her when she married dad. They're pureblood therefore unapproving of a muggle in the family. Dad's family are the opposite. They're all muggles as far as I know and don't know anything about magic. When we see them I have to pretend to be a muggle. That means no magic, even though it's illegal anyway, and especially no morphing. Basically, it's a bore.

I groaned upon reading the letter and put my head on the table.

"I see you got good news." Harley said from across from me.

"Only the best." I replied sarcastically. "We're going to my muggle grandparents' house for Christmas."

"At least you're entire family aren't muggles." He shrugged.

"What about you two, what are you doing for Christmas?" I asked Ellie and Giles.

"Staying here. Mum and dad go nuts around this time so it's probably safer."

"You know, you're more than welcome to stay with my family if you like. We always have a big lunch, it's pretty fun."

"Are you sure that would be alright?"

"Of course. It kills two birds with one stone, you aren't particularly excited about dining with muggles, and my mum is always bugging me to bring friends over. Win-win."

"Well, sounds good."

A few days before Christmas we who were leaving school for the week packed our trunks and prepared to depart back to Kings Cross station. The amount of people on the train was considerably less than the first day. As we rode, Charlie told me about his family.

"Dad works at the ministry. He's real keen on muggles and their way of life so he'll be interested in your father. Mum's a real mother. She'll worry over you and make sure you fit in fine. Bill's my older brother, he's in another cabin, too cool to ride with us. He's alright though. Then there're the younger ones,"

"How many siblings do you have?" I asked. He hadn't mentioned his siblings until now.

"There are seven of us. Bill's the oldest, then me, then Percy who's 8, the twins Fred and George who are 6. I'd better warn you about them. Don't take anything they give to you without examining it. They're real good prankers but I'm sure mum will kill them if they do anything too bad. Ron is 4 and Ginny is 3. And that's all of us."

"Wow, seems hectic." I said kind of in awe. Charlie having to put up with five younger siblings and still being sane and as normal as he is, it's kind of amazing.

We spent the rest of the ride talking and laughing. When we were almost there we had to change into 'normal' clothes. Charlie put on a woollen sweater and beanie and I had a long jacket, jeans and boots. I made my hair my natural mousy brown so not to draw attention. Before long we pulled into Kings Cross station at platform 9¾. I could hear the sound of excited parents and familys eager to see their children.

"Ready to go?" Charlie asked with his bag on his back.

I picked mine up and followed him off the train.

A/N I am so excited for the next chapter. Bring on the Weasleys!
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