A/N: During Tonks's training to become an Auror
Tonks's POV
I yawned. "What are we doing now?" I asked Moody. I didn't get a lot of sleep due to noisy neighbors.
"Concealment and Disguise." He said. I smiled. Finally, something I was good at! The overall training was good. Being a metamorphmagus meant that I don't have to study.
This was one of the more relaxing courses. Moody would keep nagging me about studying, but I already was an expert at this.
The written exam was so easy, I finished it quickly. Moody suspected I cheated, although that's impossible with all the anti-cheating spells he put around me.
The practical exam was going to be fun. First he introduced me to Shacklebolt, Savage, and Williamson. These three really advanced Aurors would try to spot me in a crowd. If they each spot me, I failed the exam. This practical exam would go on for 5 hours.
We entered a playground. There were many moms here and little kids. I would stick out, especially with my pink hair. That was why when they let me go; I changed straight away to long, blonde, curly hair and blue eyes. I also changed my face into the shape of a small circle. I walked around a little for the first hour.
The second hour, I changed into messy brown hair that was hastily pulled up in a ponytail, and light brown eyes. My face was round, and had a big nose. I pretended to be an anxious mom. So far, they haven't spotted me. I would sneak a glance around, and find them searching the crowd. A particularly tense moment was when I locked eye contact with Savage. But he just smiled and turned back to the playground.
The third hour I frizzy red hair, freckles, and green eyes. I also made myself look younger. I was getting bored, so I decided to take a chance. I was walking when I bumped into Williamson.
"Oh sorry," I said.
"It's alright, miss. My fault." He stepped back to let me continue walking. I was impressed. My metamorphmagus skills must be getting better.
The fourth hour I turned my hair jet black and had dark eyes. I was sullen and silent, watching carefully. I noticed that the Aurors were beginning to get annoyed. They kept frowning.
The fifth hour I was an elderly woman with grey hair. It was fun, because people are so nice to elderly ladies. I chatted with this lady for 30 minutes about my nonexistent grandchildren.
End of the fifth hour, and they were all chatting together. I changed back into my bubble gum pink hair and walked over to them. "Hey guys, how did I do?"
Moddy glared at me. "You left."
"No I didn't." I said. "I'll prove it."
One by one, I changed into my five different appearances. When I was done, they looked a little astounded. "Didn't anyone tell you I was a metamorphmagus?" I asked innocently.
Savage frowned and shook his head. "We thought you died your hair." I snorted. Why would I dye my hair?
"Well, you got top marks, Nymphadora." Moody said. That took me by surprise. No one called my Nymphadora, I thought I had made that clear. Perhaps because I had morphed a lot today, my hair instantly went fiery red. "Don't call me Nymphadora." I growled, which made everyone take a step back.
I smiled and went home, satisfied that I'll make a good Auror.
After all my training and courses, I met with Scrimgeour again. He said that he was happy to report that I passed three years of excellent training, and that I was an Auror.
