A/n: Well thanks for reviewing this fic! This chapter, as you should know, is Tonks' point of view. Well you'll find out why it's called Night Disaster pretty soon (as in right in the beginning). On with the fic… oh and Please review!

A/n2: opps! I forgot to explain something in the last chapter…the Order sent Tonks because they wanted another opinion of how Harry was doing…they wanted to send someone b/c they didn't quite trust Harry's Uncle, and Harry can't use magic for another 2 years! And um…I finally got a beta…

Disclaimer: Oh right I forgot about this stupid thing… well I don't own Harry Potter for the last time… I don't have to keep on doing this do I? I hope not…

Chapter 2: Night Disaster (Tonks' POV)

"Harry…Harry…Harry where are you?" I shouted as I woke up. "It was all a dream…a …a dream…a very bad dream that's all." Then I started to really think about it I mean last time I'd had a dream about Harry it… it was exactly like his… almost as if he'd sent it to me some how, But how is it that even the slightest bit possible… I mean I sort of understand Harry and Voldemort doing that, (The dream thingy I mean) but how is that working with me? Ok, now this is getting just plain freaky. All of a sudden I remembered where I was, which was, outside the Dursely's house, in a bush with an invisibility cloak on. I looked up and…just my luck the window of Mr. and Miss. Dursly was open and…yep actually all the windows were open. I turned beet red, and yes, even my blue hair turned beet red…I was that embarrassed. I mean even though they wouldn't see anyone they still heard me...oh shit, they heard me… I'd better move (Crash) that was close. "Vernon you missed!"

"Well let's see you try and hit something when it's this dark out"

"Ok, I will! (Crash) they must have moved…" I was frozen and didn't dare move a muscle. "It's a good thing Duddykins is away at camp, he would be positively frightened" I heard a shrill woman's voice come through the window, when it hit me…I was sooo stupid, stupid Tonks, I shouldn't be out here. Not when they could catch me, I should be trying to get inside where it's safe…or at least safer. I quickly decided to use the broom that I quickly fished out of some bushes near by(it was hidden earlier ), and slowly hovered up towards Harry's open window. Shit, it isn't open enough for me to just go in…ok…just got to creak it open without Harry noticing, and…there, made it…I'm in! Oh, he looks so cute when he's sleeping…I just got off track didn't I…oh well he does…now back to what I was going to say…he's a little thinner from when I'd last seen him, which was say about…10 weeks ago…I mean, yes, I did follow them, but I didn't get there in time to actually get inside the house…those stupid muggles practically slammed the door in my face! I've been watching from afar…and I must say, eating salad and fruits and probably not getting enough to eat has definitely made an impact on him…weight wise at least…well, now I'll get more information on Harry, and the Dursly situation. And I'll have the added bonus of being safe from 'flying' objects too boot! Oh no! oh shit, he's waking up…maybe I should listen in…what am I saying, of course I should…and its not like I have anything better to do…. "It's too bad my Uncle is looking at all the mail that comes and goes…I really just wish I could get away! All of these chores are just killing me! It's too bad that Uncle Vernon's work told him that he had to go on a diet or he'd be cut…I mean who'd have thought that just when Dudley decides to go to a camp my Uncle then gets forced on a diet. Too bad the Order isn't watching me anymore, then maybe they'd be able to tell…but still, even if they were, they'd have to get inside to see anything because my stupid bloody Uncle is finally becoming paranoid and now won't let me do anything outside…and they had to go and set up this huge fence around the garden that has the hugest padlock on the outside!" Harry exclaimed all this in a whisper. All I wanted to do was reveal myself to him…but I wasn't allowed to! Really all he needs is a little bit more food…and maybe more room in this small tiny bedroom wouldn't hurt…and I could help him there…all I'd need to do would be to owl Ms. Weasley and have her take over the food department. And I can use my wand unlike Harry, so I could help him enlarge his room…and then maybe make it more comfortable….now then lets see…what was that code again…hmm…maybe I'll just run it through in my head now too see if I remember it all… its really quite weird…Mad-eye made it up… um…A , B , C -, D , E , F # , G , H , I , J , K . , L , M . , N , O , P , Q , R , S , T $ , U , V , W $# , X ,Y . , Z .Ha-ha, now I'm done with my ABC's…ok…I really need to cut down on the sugar…and the all-nighters… Suddenly that god-awful woman screeched up "BOY GET DOWN HERE AND MAKE BREAKFEST! DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS! YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE DOWN HERE 5 MINUTES AGO!" I waited to see what Harry would say… he just sighed and shouted "COMING AUNT PETUNIA!" Well, now this is getting interesting…I wonder what'll happen next…

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Zela3: Well, there you go…not that long, but its something… err…I also wanted to mention that this is mine…its just that I used to have a different account, but I changed my e-mail address, and now (since that address doesn't exist) I can't log in…so I decided to rewrite this fic…wasn't there something else I wanted to say?

Tonks: uh…does BETA ring a bell?

Zela3: Oh…right, my new beta is Tetsurga, and he's a new writer…his first fan fic is an Anime one, and in-fact I'm his beta… 0.0

Tonks: Right…well, that's it folks…oh, and if you want to make the authoress happy you can…what does it say here…your handwriting's atrocious!

Zela3: no its not! You just can't read it…it says "you can hit that little button next to the word 'Review'" if you must know…I don't know why you can't read that… stomps away grumbling about stupid idiots who can't read

Tonks: Ah so that's what it…wait…I'm coming with you! runs after Authoress in an attempt to get in her good graces