A/N - I've being amazed by the support this stories received with just one chapter, I'm really glad I decided to make a sequel. Thank you for the fabulous support and I hope I don't disappoint anyone with the story.
Tonks spent the next couple of weeks mulling over what she had seen in America. The more she thought about it the more she was convinced of what she had seen, Harry was somehow alive and living as a muggle.
Tonks had nearly told Fred and George what she had seen on Christmas Eve, but just as she was about to tell them of her discovery Charlie and Luna had arrived. So far Tonks hadn't told anyone what she was doing but the last people she wanted to find out were Charlie and Luna. She tried not to have a problem with the couple but she resented the fact they seemed content and settled in their new lives. Tonks was also wary of their relationship with Hermione, she knew they both spent a lot of time with the witch who had betrayed them and her new family. The last thing Tonks wanted was for Voldemort to find out what she was doing so when Charlie and Luna arrived, she decided not to tell about her discovery as she really didn't trust her former allies any more.
A week after New Year, Tonks decided she needed to go and see for certain if the man she had bumped into was really Harry. So leaving Teddy with the twins again she headed back to Boston and to the park where she had run into Harry on Christmas Eve.
Tonks sat in the park for several hours watching the house that Harry had entered on Christmas Eve trying to decide the best way to approach things. Tonks instinctively knew that she had to keep her real motives for re-starting the war to herself. While she was convinced she could get support by claiming to want to right what went wrong when Harry was defeated she knew she would get nowhere if she admitted the real reason she wanted to destroy Voldemort and his followers was pure vengeance. Tonks just wanted to kill the people who had destroyed her life.
Tonks also knew she couldn't really say she was fighting for freedom in the wizarding world. While the muggleborn's may have had to take a test to see if they were strong enough to practise magic, once they had passed the test they were treated the same as anyone else. If she was being honest with herself, Tonks knew that the wizarding world she lived in was a lot fairer than she ever imagined it would be under Voldemort's control.
Finally ready with a plan to approach Harry, Tonks headed for what she hoped was Harry's door and knocked. Tonks nervously waited for the door to open, hoping to find Harry when it did. She wasn't disappointed as when the door opened, a man with messy black hair and bright green eyes stood looking at her.
"Hello, Harry." Tonks greeted her old friend.
Harry looked puzzled, but then a look of recognition appeared on his face. "You're the woman I bumped into on Christmas Eve."
"Yes." Tonks nodded.
"I'm terribly sorry, but I'm afraid you've mistaken me for someone else." Harry said. "I'm not called Harry my name is Dan."
"Please, just look at this picture of him." Tonks said, pulling a picture of Harry from her pocket and handed it to him. "You look exactly like him."
Harry took the picture and looked at it in shock. "You're right, your friend does look like me. But it isn't me, I'm sorry."
As Harry was looking at the photo, Tonks had removed her wand and concealed it up her sleeve. When Harry handed her the photo back she grabbed his wrist and muttered her memory spell under her breath. Harry staggered back into the house, suddenly feeling ill.
"You should sit down." Tonks said, entering the house and grabbing onto Harry's arm.
Using magic, Tonks shut the front door and shepherded Harry into the front room and sat him on the dark brown sofa. As Harry sat on the sofa, his head in his hands, Tonks hoped her spell worked and the memory she had implanted in his head would stick.
After nearly five minutes Harry looked up at Tonks and blinked repeatedly. "Tonks." He whispered, unsure of what was happening.
"Harry, you're back." Tonks said, hugging her friend.
"Not really." Harry said slowly. "The only thing I can remember clearly is the battle at Hogwarts. Things before that are fuzzy but I can't remember what happened after the battle. Where am I and how did I end up here?"
"You're in muggle America." Tonks explained. "You can only remember the battle clearly as that was the memory I placed into your head. As that memory settles in, your other memories will become clearer."
"What about the memories of after the battle?" Harry asked.
"I'm not sure, but hopefully they'll return and you can explain how you're still alive." Tonks said, eager to hear how Harry survived and ended up living as a muggle.
"Maybe I can then explain why I'm living as a muggle and have no magic." Harry said bitterly.
"I think I can help with the magic part." Tonks said. She then explained to Harry about the magic stripping potion and Alexander's offer of help.
"So he can return our magic." Harry asked hopefully.
"Yes, once he has the blood sample he can start working on the antidote." Tonks said.
"I'll give you the blood sample and then we can get started making plans." Harry said.
"Harry, we have to take this slowly." Tonks said cautiously. "No-one must find out what we're doing until it's too late."
"How do we do that?" Harry asked.
"You have to stay living as a muggle until the time is right." Tonks explained. "Voldemort might keep a regular check on people and we don't want to alert him to what we're doing."
"I suppose you're right." Harry sighed. He could see Tonks point but wasn't happy about having to continue the charade of living as a muggle. "I'm just eager to regain my magic and my life. It's time he paid for what he's done to us."
Tonks smiled at Harry's attitude and his thirst for vengeance. She had deliberately chosen the memory of the battle as she was hoping it would provoke the fiercest reaction in people. Directly after the battle at Hogwarts all the prisoners, bar Luna and Charlie, were devastated and angry at the events that had occurred. But in the week between the battle and Voldemort's offer, Tonks had been dismayed to find that some people's attitudes were softening towards Hermione and the dark side. Tonks knew that some of the Order who had taken the potion had actually come to understand Hermione's betrayal and didn't really hold a grudge against the devious brunette.
Tonks had decided the memory of the battle was the best way to get the support of everyone as the only thing they would be able to remember clearly was the anger and betrayal they felt that night. If people's full memories returned after they had joined the newly reformed Order, Tonks hoped they would either be convinced by then they were doing the right thing or they would realise they couldn't go back to their muggle lives and continue with the fight.
"He will pay, don't worry." Tonks said with a smile. "And so will everyone who sides with him, including Hermione." She added, testing Harry's reaction to Hermione.
"Good. That bitch deserves to pay for what she did." Harry said, anger very evident in his voice. "Let's get this sample and we can start making plans."
Tonks took a blood sample from Harry as the pair discussed the best way of re-forming the Order. They decided that Tonks would approach the members who still had their magic first to find out if anyone was willing to join them, then they would set out to return the memories of everyone living as a muggle and give them the same opportunity.
"Do you think many people will join us, it's been three years." Harry said, wondering if people were settled in their new lives.
"I think most of them will. Especially when they realise you're alive." Tonks said. She was reluctant to tell Harry that she had no intention of telling Charlie and Luna about their plans.
"Keep in touch, Tonks." Harry said as the witch prepared to leave. "I want to know of every development."
"Don't worry, I'll keep you informed." Tonks said. "In fact, I might even need you to help persuade people to re-join the Order."
"Just let me know when and I'll be there." Harry said.
Tonks gave Harry a final hug before she left the house with his blood sample and a promise to keep him updated. Once Tonks had left, Harry returned to his front room his mind whirring over what had just happened. All he could think of was the memory of the battle and the hurt of the betrayal by Hermione. Harry had no solid memories of the brunette witch but the memory of her turning on him proved that he had cared about her deeply.
Sitting on his sofa all Harry could think about was getting revenge, not just on Voldemort but on Hermione. The witch had betrayed everyone and caused the deaths of numerous people, all for a man who Harry could only feel hate for.
Across the Atlantic, totally oblivious as to what was happening with her former best friend, Hermione sat in her Potions classroom with a small group of third year muggleborn students. Instead of being head of one of the four houses, Hermione was the muggleborn tutor. She regularly met with the muggleborn students to make sure they were coping with their workload and living up to the high expectations placed upon them.
Voldemort had been true to his word and he had let Hermione develop a test for a muggleborn's potential magical ability, which had then been implemented around the wizarding world. Once they were at Hogwarts it was Hermione's job to ensure they fulfilled their potential. Hermione loved that tutorial side of her job and the muggleborn students were often some of the brightest students in their respective years.
One concern Hermione had originally had was that the other students would resent the presence of muggleborn's and make their lives difficult. While this was definitely a problem for the first few months it stopped once Severus had Voldemort come into the school and give a lecture to the students about muggleborn's. Voldemort had made it clear that only the best muggleborn's were eligible for a magical education and that they thoroughly deserved their place in the school. He had also used Hermione as an example of how talented muggleborn's could be and as everyone was aware of how close the newest Professor was to The Dark Lord they didn't dare argue. Within a few weeks of Voldemort's visit the muggleborn's were being treated no different to anyone else and while there was still a few students and teachers who weren't happy with the situation they stayed quiet and the majority of people at Hogwarts co-existed harmoniously.
"Everything looks to be going well." Hermione told the five students who were sitting in her classroom. "Is anyone having any problems?"
Everyone shook their heads and carried on with their homework while Hermione continued to check their work in the rest of the subjects. Hermione was just checking out the Herbology grades when the door to her classroom opened and Draco appeared in the doorway.
"Sorry, I thought you'd be finished." Draco said as he entered the room.
"We're nearly done." Hermione told her husband, wondering what he was doing at the school.
"I'll wait in your office." Draco said, walking through the room towards her office that was connected to her classroom.
Hermione watched as a couple of the girls in the class followed Draco's every move with their eyes, giggling together like the teenagers they were as they unashamedly checked her husband out. Hermione smiled at the sight and got back to her work, eager to finish so she could find out why Draco had unexpectedly appeared at the school.
Unlike most of the other Professors, Hermione didn't sleep at the school. She returned home to the Manor and her family every night after work. That had been one of her stipulations for working at Hogwarts, while she would willingly spend her days at the castle she was unprepared to leave Draco for so long on a night. She had spent years only seeing Draco for a few hours here and there and had no intention of staying away from him for any longer than she had to.
"I think that's it for today." Hermione announced as she finished her work. "Everyone's doing great."
Hermione dismissed her students so they gathered their things and left her classroom chatting amongst themselves. Standing up, Hermione started clearing up the paper on her desk and organising them into order. As she was tidying her desk she heard Draco come out of her office and before she could turn around he was standing right behind her, pinning her against the desk.
"Finally. I thought they'd never leave." Draco said into Hermione's ear.
"What are you doing here?" Hermione questioned as she continued to tidy her desk.
"I thought I'd come and take you to dinner since I've barely seen you these last couple of weeks." Draco said. Since Christmas he had spent a lot of time with Voldemort in France, sorting out the role of the French Minister of Magic.
"And you couldn't have just waited until I returned home?" Hermione asked, wondering what the real motivation behind Draco's sudden visit was.
"Yes, but then you would have gotten distracted by Scorpius." Draco said, kissing the side of Hermione's neck.
Hermione smiled to herself as she realised exactly why Draco had cornered her in the classroom instead of waiting for her to return home. "So you thought you'd come and get distracted in my classroom instead." She said, tilting her head slightly to give Draco better access to her neck.
"I wouldn't dream of it." Draco said as his hands started working their way under Hermione's Blouse and up her skirt.
"Good, because it's not going to happen." Hermione said, as she stood up straight and turned round to face Draco.
"Why?" Draco pouted, moving forward slightly so Hermione was trapped between him and her desk. As he was speaking Draco's hand had travelled under Hermione's skirt and towards her lacy knickers.
"Because someone might walk in." Hermione said, trying hard not to give in and allow Draco to do as he wanted and take her on her desk.
"That's never bothered you before." Draco said, placing soft kisses on Hermione's neck as he started to unbutton her blouse. "Not when we were in school or since you started working here."
"That was something I could have gone my whole life without knowing." A voice from the doorway said, sounding slightly disturbed.
Hermione and Draco both turned to find Severus standing in the doorway to Hermione's classroom. Hermione blushed and started to straighten her clothes while Draco merely smirked at his godfather.
"That's what happens when you sneak about, you find out things you'd rather not have known." Draco told Severus with a smirk.
"I wasn't sneaking." Severus said. "I knocked but apparently you two were too distracted to hear me."
"Look on the bright side, Severus. At least you didn't walk in ten minutes later." Draco said evilly causing his godfather to look uncomfortable.
"Draco." Hermione exclaimed embarrassed as she hit her husband on the arm.
"Damn it woman, that hurts." Draco said, rubbing his arm.
"I'll just drop off these worksheets and be off." Severus said, placing a pile of paper on the nearest desk and fleeing from the room before his godson could embarrass him further.
"This is so embarrassing." Hermione said.
"Why? I'm pretty sure he already knows we have sex." Draco said casually.
"Yes, but he doesn't need details." Hermione tutted. "How am I ever going to face him tomorrow."
"You can worry about that later, for now let's go and get something to eat." Draco said, heading towards Hermione's office and her fireplace.
Hermione shook her head at her husband's lack of embarrassment and followed him into her office. "I'm not exactly dressed for dinner." She said to Draco.
"It doesn't matter, I was planning on going to the island." Draco said. "Mother and Father have Scorpius all night so I thought we could spend the entire night together."
"That sounds good." Hermione said, trying to remember the last time her and Draco spent the entire night alone.
"Come on then." Draco said, heading to the fireplace. Hermione followed him and together they flooed to their island for some time spent together as a couple.