Disclaimer: Forgot to do this last time so here it is. I do not own any of the characters. They belong to J.K. Rowling.

Summary: Tonks returns to number Twelve Grimmauld Place

Last time Tonks had seen Neville he was seventeen years old. Now he stood before her a young man. He hadn't really changed; he still wore the same quizzical expression on his face. Neville had barely recognized Tonks. It wasn't her appearance so much as the look in her eyes. They seemed empty and defeated.

"How did you find me?"

"It wasn't easy. We've been across the whole of Britain looking for you. When you didn't respond to your owl most people thought you were dead. Hermione has been controlling the searches. I can't believe it's me who found you!"

"Well I tried to respond but I'm not the same as I was. I'm a squib now."

Neville's quizzical expression grew into one of puzzlement.

"I didn't know you could become a squib."

"Well I have!"

"You've got to try and get your magic back. You need to come home."

"I have tried."

Tonks was getting a little frustrated at Neville's lack of understanding to her predicament.

"I know what happened with Remus upset you but you need to remember all the good times you had together and there are lots of people who still care about you and need you."

Tonks jumped at the sound of Remus' name.

"Why do I need to come home?"

"It's Harry. He's back. He wants the Order of the Phoenix back together. He's got important news. I'm in it now with a few other new members. Spose I'm only in it cuz so many of the original members are dead though."

"Don't be silly Neville. You were a valuable member of the D.A. You saved Harry's life in the Department of Mysteries. Of course you should be in the order. I can't believe Harry's only just got back. What's his news?"

"He won't say until were all together. Will you come with me? You can side-along when I Apparate."

Tonks wasn't sure in Neville's ability to Apparate with out splinching them along the way. But he seemed to have arrived in one piece and how else would she get back?

Tonks had a few things to take care of first. She needed to make some excuses for her absence to friends and to say goodbye to her son before she went. Her son knew about her previous life and wanted to go with her. Tonks explained there were things she had to do first and when she came back they would discuss it further. It was very hard to say goodbye, but she knew he would be safe at home.

Tonks put her wand in her pocket and held tight onto Neville. She closed her eyes as Neville made a half turn and she felt the crushing force upon her as the muggle world disappeared into the darkness. When she opened her eyes she recognized the same square she had landed on when the Order had delivered Harry here from the Dursley's. Tonks and Neville crossed the street and knocked the door of number twelve Grimmauld Place.

The door was answered by Molly, who embraced Tonks so tightly it was paramount to the Apparating sensation. When Molly eventually released Tonks, she led them through to the kitchen where the rest of the Order were sat around the table.

One by one they rushed to greet Tonks. Hermione and Ron were the first to welcome her back. Hermione was bursting to show Tonks her wedding ring. She and Ron had been married for five years. Ron pulled Hermione by the arm to give Alastor and Arthur room to say hello. Fred and George ruffled her hair, Ginny gave her a squeeze. Luna Lovegood placed her precious necklace of Butterbeer corks around Tonks' neck, who now incidentally was Luna Longbottom. Hagrid was also there. He raised his drink to Tonks with a friendly smile. Tonks felt a warmth flow through her at the site of her old friends.

They all sat round the table questioning Tonks on her time away. She answered them briefly. When Ginny raised the point of Tonks' loss of magic and morphing ability she froze. She did not want to discuss it. She felt ashamed of her current state, so changed the subject to Harry. They were expecting him to arrive fairly soon. Alastor approached Tonks.

"Can we have a word?"

Tonks followed Alastor into the hallway, where to her relief found the portrait of Mrs. Walburga Black had finally been removed.

" As you know Remus left for the Carpathian mountains in search of Greyback. Well he… he never came back Tonks. He's dead I'm afraid."

Tonks didn't cry as Alastor had expected her to. She thanked him for telling her and walked back to the kitchen. She too felt too numb to cry. As she opened the door she was met by Harry.

"Wotcher Harry"

Tonks forced a smile. Harry tried to talk to her but he was dragged to the table to explain why he had wanted them all assembled. Everyone listened attentively whilst Harry explained whilst in Russia he had met with an old wizard, Stanislav Fedorov, who had been involved in the creation of the Veils. He had told Harry about the one-way gates that lead to a plane of nothingness. There were five in total and if lines were to be drawn between them they would make a pentagram.

They were once, many years ago out in the open for anyone to fall through. The Ministry of Magic for each of the countries hosting these phenomena got together and had the Veils created as they could not deactivate them. Each of the Ministries relocated to the site of the Veils, where they kept them secure and studied them further.

All the wizards involved in making the veils were dismissed and the continuing study on the veils was kept secret. Some years later a young wizard from Norway called Halvard Ellingson discovered that the very centre of the pentagram was Mount Moldoveanu and at its zenith was another of the gateways. After several weeks watching the gateway and making calculations he noticed a small rabbit emerged from the site. With this information he contacted Stanislav Fedorov, though they never found anyone brave enough to step through the gateway. The Order had listened intently and started firing questions at him. It was getting late so Harry decided that they would all meet in the morning to discuss the plan. Everyone said there goodbyes and went their separate ways. Tonks made her way to wish Harry goodnight.

In all the earlier commotion Harry hadn't barely time to notice Tonks let alone talk to her. He noticed how young she looked but at the same time her withdrawn eyes showed an age beyond her years.

"I've got some well matured firewhisky if you want to stay for a nightcap"

Tonks smiled and accepted the invitation. She didn't want to go back to her parent's house, well her house now that they had died. She could sit with Harry for a while and drown her senses in her drink so it wouldn't seem so bad later on. They each took a seat either side of the fire and Harry poured the fire whisky into their tumblers.

"Listen Tonks, I wanted to talk to you alone but first I want you to tell me how you've been. Alastor told me what happened after Dumbledore's funeral and that you left just after I did."

So Tonks filled Harry in with all the details. It wasn't like when everyone else wanted to know earlier on. Harry was the nearest thing she had left to family. They had both shared the same grief over Sirius's death and she had had an active part in keeping Harry in one piece. Harry listened and when Tonks had finished she broke down. Harry moved over to the arm of Tonks' chair and placed his arm around her shoulder. Tonks sobbed gently onto Harry's chest for several minutes, then sniffing back the tears looked up to him apologetically.

"You said you wanted to talk to me Harry and all I've done is cry all down your shirt."

"It's fine. You can cry on me whenever you need to. I do have something to tell you but I think you need rest now. Dobby lives with me now we don't have to keep an eye on that bloody awful Kreacher, I will ask him to make up a bed for you. We will talk early before the others arrive."

Tonks followed Dobby up to her room. He was wearing at least a dozen different hats and was very excited to be looking after Harry and his friends again. Dobby had placed a warming charm on the bed and had summoned a freshly laundered night shirt and a large mug of cocoa for her.

"Dobby hopes you is comfortable in here and he is pleased to get anything else you is wanting."

Tonks thanked Dobby and told him she would call if she did need anything else. With that Dobby disappeared. Tonks washed and performed a scouring spell on her teeth. As her magic was still weak she only managed a light clean so resorted to rubbing the hand towel over them. She slipped into the night shirt and propped herself up on the pillows to drink her cocoa. She looked around the room, it was warm and cosy, and there was something so comforting about being in a magical household again. She finished her drink and shuffled down the bed.

Tonks woke to a clattering of the tea tray that Dobby was precariously carrying across the room. He placed it on the bedside table and rushed over to the window to draw back the huge green drapes. Tonks wrinkled up her nose as the sunlight flooded through the sash windows.

"Good Morning miss. Dobby hopes you slept well. He has taken your clothing to be washed you can put on these robes he has gotten for you."

The robes were very old fashioned, burgundy velvet with a black lace trim. After devouring the best bacon and eggs she'd had in a long time, she took a quick bath and squeezed into the robes. They were a little tight, a morph was still out of the question and the enlargement charm she had cast on the robes had only increased their size a fraction. Tonks went back to the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror. She stared at her reflection, focused all her attention to the need to clean her teeth. She raised her wand to her mouth and with great determination shouted "scourgify dens", once again a half hearted cleaning was performed. Tonks screamed in frustration.

"Merlin's beard!"

She called for Dobby who appeared in an instant.

"Miss called Dobby? Is miss alright?"

Tonks looked down at his expectant green globe eyes.

"Would it be possible for you to get me some muggle toothpaste and toothbrush, please Dobby?"

Dobby looked confused, why would anyone want that? All that unnecessary foaming and scrubbing, still without question he vanished and then in a split second stood where he had before holding the items Tonks had requested.

She thanked him and as he left she began to clean her teeth the way she had for the past eleven years.

Tonks went down stairs and found Harry in the living room reading a copy of the Daily Prophet. He set it down as soon as she walked in and offered her a piece of toast.

"Oh, no I've already eaten. I mean no thanks, I've eaten thanks."

Harry laughed as Tonks spluttered her words out. They sat down on the couch and Harry told her that he had something important he wanted to discuss without the others. Tonks was nervous. Her head had been filled with so many thoughts the day before it didn't register that Harry's talk was important. What did he want to say, that it had to be in private? Oh Merlin. She had to be in trouble; she was always in trouble as an Auror, not that she ever did anything really bad; it was just things always went wrong around her, usually to the point of devastation. Harry noted her expression and took her hand.

"It's nothing to worry about. It's about Remus."

Tonks sat bolt upright. Her heart leapt into her mouth, she could barely breath.

"Remus? What about him? Is he alive? Is he back?"

Harry told Tonks to calm down and he would explain. He told her how when he had traveled with the two wizards to Romania, they had come across a village called Lupeni. It was a wizard village with a predominant werewolf community. They had met Remus and helped him track the savage werewolves. One night their party had been ambushed and Remus along with some others were dragged up into the mountains. Tonks let out a shriek. Harry took Tonks' hand again. Harry continued to tell her that Remus stumbled back to the village some months later, disheveled and completely confunded.

"They've been taking care of him, he is physically fit again, but his memory is still affected. I went to see him and he didn't know who I was. He refused to come back with me, but I think if you were to see him it might trigger something in his mind."

Tonks sat in silence. Her Remus was still alive. All this time and she had given up hope and selfishly run away. She felt a pain in her chest like never before. Tears rolled down her cheeks, such immense sadness. Harry sat holding his breath, watching her, giving her time to process what he had just said. Tears still streamed down her face as she told herself over and over in her mind that Remus was alive and without realizing it the tears were tears of joy. She sprang up from the couch.

"Remus is alive, thank the stars Remus is alive!"

She swooped down and kissed Harry on the cheek. She was going to see her love and hold him and let him remember and no one was going to part them again. Not even Remus and his foolish notion he was too old and too poor to be with her. Harry leaned back and watched her dance around the living room. Then it happened Tonks had found her reason for being again. Harry jumped up and guided her to the mirror. There she stood with the brightest bubble gum pink hair that was so definitely Tonks.

"I morphed. I didn't even realize."

"Can you do it again? Try and change it"

Tonks wrinkled up her nose and changed her pink mop into long black tresses. She had done it as naturally as if she had never stopped. Screwing up her face once more she returned her hair to the fantastic shade of pink and resumed her dancing until the door knocked, signaling the arrival of the rest of the Order and time for serious business.