Hello, readers! Here we go, the sequel!

I don't own HP, blahblah

So, I have five years of ideas here. However, some months will be skipped lmao

It's short, my bad.

August

Tonks sat quietly on her bed, listening for any sign that Teddy was awake from his nap. She could hear Draco and Harry talking downstairs, and had to admit that she was surprised that they were getting along. It wasn't perfect, but they didn't curse each other.

She was trying to work up the nerve to get up and leave.

A few days before, Kingsley had told her that her grandmother- Ted's mother- was sick and didn't have long left. It took him nearly an hour to wear her down, to convince Tonks it was the right thing to do.

However... Tonks wasn't sure Margaret deserved to see her again. She certainly didn't want to see Margaret again. Margaret had gotten her number from Kingsley and called Tonks. She asked Tonks to bring Teddy and Remus, but Tonks refused straight out. She didn't want Margaret to pick at Teddy or make comments about Remus. And she certainly didn't want Remus to listen to what Margaret might say about Tonks.

If she wasted enough time, she simply wouldn't have time to go to their house and come back in time to get ready for the Minister's Inauguration this evening, where Kingsley would finally be named permanent Minister.

She looked at the clock on Remus' nightstand. There were four hours until the gala and she couldn't be sure that the dress she got would definitely fit. Plus, she still had to find the shoes she had been planning to wear. And she was still trying to figure out what to do with her hair, if she wanted to do anything at all.

There was definitely not enough time to visit her grandmother and come back, Tonks decided.

"Don't you dare start in on me! I don't owe you shit!"

Harry and Draco both looked towards the kitchen, confused. Neither had ever heard Tonks talk like that, and it was a little more than confusing to hear. Even living with them, Draco had never actually heard his cousin angry, even when Draco had told them everything the Death Eaters had claimed about Tonks.

Why they were trying to say she was a Death Eater, he had no idea. All he knew is that they had been working on it for nearly two years. For a while he thought they'd turn everything in to the Ministry and get her arrested, because once Bellatrix was out of Azkaban, she had made it clear that one of her main objectives was to kill the niece that had escaped years before- and if Tonks had been arrested, they'd have her right where they needed her when the Ministry fell.

He knew about what had happened when she had been at his house that July, because Rodolphus had bragged to Lucius- even taunted Lucius, saying Lucius wasn't man enough to torture someone in such a way.

Personally, Draco didn't think rape made someone a man. The exact opposite, actually. He thought of Rodolphus as a coward.

He hadn't said anything to her, but figured she knew that he knew, considering he had asked one day if Teddy was Remus'. She had looked a little hurt, but answered in a curt tone that he was.

Draco had to admit, it was fascinating to live in a house that was more Muggle than magical, and found himself embracing the various Muggle aspects. When he started to embrace it, he also found it easier to get along with Harry and Hermione, who both dropped their coldness towards him after a few days. Draco still had to earn that from Alastor, but at least he was on speaking terms with everyone else.

He knew his father would show up at the gala tonight, and felt anxious. It would be the first time he'd see his father since the day he went to his childhood home with Tonks and Remus, collecting a few of his things. His mother hadn't said much, simply saying that she loved Draco before he left.

"Maybe because you're an absolute bitch, and I kind of hope you burn in Hell!" They heard Tonks snarl, and they heard her slam the phone down.

"I think she was talking to her grandmother." Harry said quietly, and Draco nodded slowly. Tonks' dislike of her grandparents was no secret by now. She had had more than a few choice words to say about them whenever Kingsley or Alastor mentioned them.

They heard Teddy cry upstairs, and Tonks muttered a few more swears. She walked out of the kitchen, her hair a bright red. "If the phone rings, you can ignore it or call her a bitch for me." Tonks said, heading up the stairs.

Harry and Draco exchanged another look before returning to their game of Exploding Snap.

The Ministry's atrium was crowded. The statue in the middle was covered by a large curtain, a very large swan made of ice sat off the side. It had been animated a while ago, stretching its neck and wings, surveying the crowd, but once the official ceremony began, it sat still with its wings tucked neatly.

In front of the curtained statue, there was a small makeshift stage, where Kingsley had been sworn in. Now, the master of ceremonies stood next to Kingsley, addressing the crowd, who were all seated in rows of chairs.

"During the last two elections, the Minister's Gala was forfeited, due to the danger that could arise. For the first time in years, the wizarding world has elected an official during a period of peace. For the first time in decades, it was an unanimous vote. And as his first act following-"

Darkness swooped over the atrium, causing startled cries among the attendees. "Please remain calm, do not fire any curses!" Kingsley heard someone yell.

Fire erupted behind him, and the new statue for the atrium burst into flames. The fire warped, shifting into the shape of the Dark Mark.

"The Wizarding World may have elected you, believing you could be the right leader. But do they know the sins of the Order?"

The voice was hauntingly familiar, and Kingsley felt ill when the lights in the atrium lit up again, illuminating the scene. Tonks was standing by the statue, wand raised towards it, the flames causing her silver dress to appear orange.

"Dora?"

"The Order's actions were not so different from those of the Death Eaters." Tonks continued. "You sought for certain people to be treated differently."

"We fought those who were murdering." Kingsley said quickly. Two Aurors moved closer, standing on either side of Kingsley, wands in their hands. Two other Aurors were moving closer to Tonks as well, but she was only staring at Kingsley, giving them the opportunity to approach her from behind silently.

"The wizarding world is supposed to trust you to make decisions in interest of their safety. How can one do that when you can't even recognise the dark wizard in your own home?" Tonks asked, turning her wand towards Kingsley. "You don't deserve to be Minister. Avada Kedavra!"

The two Aurors behind her moved quickly, one of them bolting forward, ramming his shoulder into her back. The impact caused her spell to miss its intended target and instead collide with the ice sculpture of a swan, which exploded violently.

Kingsley couldn't move, watching in shock and confusion as two Aurors pulled her to her feet, dragging her from the atrium as she screamed obscenities in Kingsley's direction.