Note from LbN: Hey guys! This chapter's going to be a bit of a departure from the actual story line; mostly because I'm writing the actual wedding right now and needed filler...Hope you like it!!!

WP

Tonks was enjoying her day off with Ginny. She stopped as she walked into the living room of their flat, and looked at the case that held her credits from work.

There were three levels of Aurors. Novices were the ones in training, Silvers were out of training, but hadn't earned enough credits to advance to Captain status. Tonks was still a Silver. Harry liked to tease her about this, because he had entered the program as a Captain; it came with killing Voldemort…

Tonks leaned her forehead against the glass. The credits the Aurors earned looked like Muggle medals. Tonks's large assortment included some pretty damn impressive ones. Her favorite was the silver and purple cross. She had gotten it during a mission where she had managed to capture, rather than kill, at extremely bad odds. She only needed three more to be made a Captain. She was currently suffering from a bit of envy. Captains were mission leaders, which meant that they got to choose which assignments their group would take. Silvers just had to comply. This wouldn't be a problem for Tonks, except that the Captain in her group, a man named Petrie, didn't really care that she was getting married in two weeks. He had chosen a mission that would have them leaving the next day, and wouldn't be back until four days before the wedding. Tonks hated the bastard…

"Can't be that long until you get promoted," Ginny said, coming up and wrapping her arms around Tonks's waist.

"No," Tonks sighed, "but unless it happens in the next twelve hours, which it won't, I still have to leave tomorrow."

"It's not your fault," Ginny said, "There's really nothing you can do about it, right?"

"Nothing comes to mind," Tonks answered, "Try not to worry, okay? I don't want you to go through any added stress…"

Ginny snorted.

"You're only going to be gone on a highly dangerous poison confiscation mission. Nothing to worry about I'm sure…"

Tonks just smiled and kissed Ginny on the lips.

"Was worth a shot right?"

WP

"Kingsley? I need to talk to you mate," Tonks said.

"Tonks?" Kingsley said, looking surprised, "It's five in the morning. I thought your group didn't leave until ten…"

"It doesn't," Tonks said sitting in the chair that Kingsley had indicated, "Kingsley…" she stopped and ran a finger through her navy blue hair. She couldn't really believe she was doing this, "I can't go on this mission," she said, "I'm used to risking my neck by now, but I can't do this to Ginny. Not two weeks before our wedding. We didn't even need to do this right away; Petrie's just trying to make a name for himself, which is all very well, but…I don't know, can't you push this back a month?"

"I can't," Kingsley said, "but there is something I can do, if you're serious about not wanting to go. You know this could be a great opportunity for you to earn another credit?"

"I know," Tonks said, "but that's really…I'm not worried about it. I've got time."

"Then," Kingsley began, "I will take you off of the project. There is another Silver around your status that can go instead."

Tonks sighed with relief.

"However," he said, "I do have an assignment for you. Should you accept and do well in the next week, you will earn your last three credits."

Tonks's intuition had been refined to the point where you could call it a highly crafted art now. She knew she wasn't about to like what he was about to tell her…

"I'm transferring you to the Novice Training Base," he said, smiling at Tonks's look of outrage, "I've been thinking about you for this job for a while now. I was going to wait until you got back from this mission, but seeing as you don't want to go…"

"What am I going to be doing?" Tonks sputtered. For a high ranking Auror like Tonks, getting transferred from field missions to the Training Base was like going from meals of shrimp scampi to oatmeal…

"You will be the Defensive Training Coordinator," Kingsley explained, "Should you make Captain, you will be promoted to Head of Defensive Training."

Well, she thought, that's not horrible. At least I'll still be working, instead of some desk job…

"I'll take it," Tonks smiled, hair turning purple. She thought briefly of her recent accident, but pushed it from her mind. It would be worth it...

"Good!" Kingsley said.

He summoned a piece of parchment toward him and scribbled a message on it.

"Take that to the Transfers office. They'll give you the paperwork you need, and you'll be able to shadow MacDonald for a while before he leaves."

"Thanks Kingsley," Tonks said, taking the paper and exiting his office.

She walked down the hall, reading the details of her transfer. About halfway down the page she stopped. Field Aurors tended to wonder why Captains who taught the Novices never seemed to want to go back to field work. This had to be part of the reason. She had just been given a huge raise. She vaguely remembered someone once telling her that the people held in highest esteem were teachers and Aurors; but for some reason they weren't paid that much. Tonks guessed when they were put together they commanded even higher respect and it actually came out in their earnings...

"Wow," she breathed.

WP

Tonks peeked into the bedroom. Ginny was sitting on the bed, reading a book. It was five o'clock. Tonks had decided to surprise her, so she hadn't bothered to owl and say that she wasn't going. Needless to say, Ginny jumped about a mile when the purple haired witch entered their room.

"What the hell Tonks?" Ginny asked, very confused.

"I got promoted!" Tonks grinned, hair changing from purple to pink.

"What?" Ginny asked excitedly, "You made Captain?"

"Not exactly," Tonks began.

She told Ginny what had happened that morning. When she finished, the redhead squeaked happily and tackled her.

"This means you won't have to go risking you neck, right?" she asked.

"Yeah," Tonks laughed, "but that's not even the best part."

"What's the best part?"

"Well, we might have to wait until the summer," Tonks began, fishing some paperwork out of her work bag and handing it to Ginny, "but now, we can totally afford that honeymoon we wanted…"

Ginny looked at Tonks's transfer papers. Tonks just laughed as Ginny's jaw dropped to the floor…

LbN: Yay for honeymoons and reasons to keep this story going!!! Shoot me a review!