Harry and I went up to Umbridge's office at ten to seven. I had spent my free time doing Snape's stupid essay and while everyone else was now relaxing, I was stuck with Umbridge.

Her pink flowered office was the most vile decorating job I had ever seen. Normally I would have made a catty comment, but I didn't want to get in even more trouble.
In front of her desk sat two small desks, she motioned for us to sit down.

"You're going to be writing lines for me today," She said, pulling out two quills. I stared at it, feeling sick already.
"There's no ink," Harry said, inspecting his quill.

"They're special ones. Now Miss Tonks, you shall be writing: I shall not speak out of turn and Mr Potter will be writing that he must not tell lies." I pursed my lips and remained silent, glaring at the wall in front of me; barely blinking for I knew what was about to happen.

"How many times?" Harry asked.
"As long as it takes to sink it," She giggled. I felt sick.

I sighed and began to write, just wanting to get it over and done with.

I must not speak out of turn.
my hand tingled slightly.

I must not speak out of turn
My skin turned pink. I could see Harry's hand twitching, wondering what was going on.

I must not speak out of turn.

The third time, the skin broke and the words appeared on my hand. It hurt like hell, but I wouldn't give her the satisfaction of seeing me cry.

"Is something wrong Mr Potter?" I looked over to Harry who was hissing in pain. He had written a lot more than me, so his wound was worse. The words were very prominent and a thick red trickle of blood was flowing down his wrist. It was very rich and smelt a lot like caramelised popcorn. I stated at it intensely, my mouth dripping hungrily...

Wait! what the hell was I doing. I wasn't a vampire, not a real one anyway. Why was I lusting after Harry's blood?
Dumbledore's voice echoed through my mind.

You may experience some Vampire characteristics from time to time
could this 'characteristic' have come at an anymore inconvenient moment?

I used the pain of the quill to try and distract me. I wrote quickly and harshly and soon enough, I was bleeding worse than Harry.
After fifteen minutes, I grew bored and discreetly switched the quill in my hand.

Alyssa is a sexy bad ass, I wrote. My other hand began to prickle slightly. I wrote this three times before it appeared on my other hand. I chuckled slightly. Oh, the things I do to amuse myself.

"Ok, that shall do," She said after an hour. I threw my quill down on to the table. My hand was numb and I could barely move it. I could barely move both of them. Oh well, I'd have a cool scar now.
Harry and I walked back in silence. There were no words to say to each other.

As soon as we got back to the common room I ran upstairs to get changed. The clothes I was wearing were completely blood stained at the sleeves and I felt sick just looking at it.
I put my pyjamas on and went back downstairs to find Ron and Hermione inspecting Harry's hand.

"Report it to Dumbledore," she said.
"And give her the satisfaction?" He spotted me across the room and called me over. "We're keeping quiet, aren't we?"

I scoffed. "Hell no, I'm showing everyone," I shoved my hand in front of a second years face. "Look what Umbridge did to me." She looked scared and just continued to walk.
"Hey Fred!" I called, showing him my hand. "Look what Umbridge did to me."

He took my hand and studied it for a moment.
"Alyssa is a sexy, bad ass?" he read. I quickly switched my hand and showed him the other one.

"Why do you have that other one?" Ron asked, looking at the 'Bad Ass' hand.
I shrugged. "I don't know. I was bored and wanted a cool scar."

"And one carving wasn't enough?" Harry asked, finally smiling slightly.
"Nope." I grinned before skipping upstairs into a dreamless sleep.

:-:

"Miss Tonks," Professor Burbage called in Muggle Studies the next day, waking me up. Umbridge's detention really took out a lot of energy and all I wanted to do was sleep.

"Yes, Professor," I finally answered sweetly. She stared at me expectantly.
"You're presentation..."

Shit I had completely forgotten about it. I tried to think of an inspirational woman quickly. The rule was that there would only be one presentation on each woman, which made the task very difficult. I was sure that Mother Theresa, Rosa Parks and Dorothy Day had already been presented.

"Emily Pankhurst?" I offered quietly.
"Was already researched by Caitlin, weren't you listening." Obviously not. "I shall see you at the end..."

"No wait," I said, quickly jumping up and running to the front. I pulled out my eye liner and drew a rough lightning bolt across my eye.

"My Presentation is on a woman who has come from nothing," I said dramatically. "A woman who has overcome, gained power and does it her way: Lady Gaga."

They all stared at me confused.

"At just 24 years old, she has sold billions of records, had number ones in over twenty countries and is an inspiration to all,"

"Lady Gaga has many faults but she accepts them. She's beautiful in her way, God makes no mistakes. She's on the right track baby she was born this way," I pointed and used my hands a lot while I spoke.
Oliver and Collin were silently laughing at the back, however I just ignored them.

"She's beautiful and dirty rich. Erm - the - the money is used to help the poor is suffering countries. She's very headstrong and after a Bad Romance she just dances it off," I grinned to myself feeling quite proud.
"She's a style icon, dresses how she likes and goes not care what others think."

"Miss Tonks," Professor Burbage butted in. "Is this Gaga woman real."
I gasped, pretending to be offended. "Of course Professor, you may not know her yet, but give or take a few years, she's going to explode!"

The class was all looking at me strangely.
"Sing one of her songs then!" Oliver called from the back. I glared angrily at him. Had I not already made a complete fool of myself?

I looked to Professor Burbage and saw her nodding. I stormed over to the muggle instruments and picked up the very old and dusty guitar. It probably wasn't tuned properly, but I was not doing this acapella.

"My momma told me when I was young, we are all born superstars," I sang, trying to stomp around a bit like Gaga. "I'm Beautiful in my way, because God makes no mistakes, I'm on the right track baby I was Born this way. "
The class clapped happily. I looked over to Professor Burbage and saw her crying. What a Sap?

I put the guitar back and returned to my seat.
"That was excellent Ally. Nice research, use of props. Well done, you got an E," she smiled. I was about to protest until I realised that an E was good. I smiled at her warmly, my day suddenly becoming brighter.

:-:

I suddenly felt more confident after Muggle Studies. I had almost failed a big assessment, but then thanks to my ultimate blagging skills, I had gotten the highest mark in the class.

And to top it all of Seamus had asked me to Hogsmede next week, and I said yes.
Other people had asked me, but I turned them down. They were nice people, but I didn't want to affect their long term love lives. Seamus however, didn't really have a girlfriend in the books, so I was pretty safe to go out with him. He was funny, good looking and had a sexy Irish accent.
It was all good.

However, the last lesson of the day was Defence Against the Dark Arts. I had a feeling something was to go down, it had to.

I sat at the back with Ginny and was silent the whole time. I was happy to just mess about and annoy Umbridge, but I had to think about Tonks. It was amazing for her family to lie for me, and I couldn't let them down.

At 3:55, just five minutes left to the end of the lesson, my chair creaked.

"Miss Tonks, would you please remain from the constant fidgeting and keep quiet?" she asked.
That was the first time, I wanted to shout, but I had to keep my mouth shut.

My papers suddenly flew from my desk and scattered the floor.
"Miss Tonks," she scolded.
"What, I haven't done anything; I haven't moved," I was sure I saw her putting her wand back into her pocket.

"Obviously you feel the need to constantly disrupt my lessons. You need help."
"Obviously," I mimicked. "I don't. You made those papers moved."

She batted her eye lids angrily.
"That's a very bold accusation to make." she stared at me, waiting for an answer. I didn't give one.
"You are very rude, loud, attention seeking, chatty, selfish..." she listed. "You need to change your ways Miss Tonks."

I grinned at her. "No I don't, I can't. Because baby, I was born this way."

The people in my muggle studies gave a little cheer, but then shrunk down at Umbridges glare. It was a given that I got another detention, but it was so worth it.

As it turned out, Fred had detention with Umbridge as well. George had too, however, he was double booked with Snape, so would have to deal with Umbridge another night.

She had put the quills away so we would be alphabetising her bookshelf. I did not know which was worse.

She left for five minutes to make some tea, leaving an awkward cloud of tension over us.

"I'm impressed," He said finally. "Been here for two days and had two detentions. George and I have never been bestowed with such an honour."

"Well, don't I feel special," I said tartly. Fred stared at me for a second before shaking his head and smiling. He looked away.

"What?" I asked.
"Even when I try to be nice, you're still evil," he said.
I rolled my eyes. "That was nice?"

"Hey I'm making an effort. We've even decided against the prank." I stared at him confused. "You know, we were going to prank you but then you ruffled some of Umbridge's, very pink, feathers. So now you're cool."

"And you're the lucky fella who's to inform me?"
He nodded. "So Miss Tonks, it's your call. What do you propose?"

I thought for a second. "You're on Probation..."
"Perfect," He grinned.

"Hem, Hem" Umbridge coughed, coming back into the room. We shut up immediately.

I thought back to our conversation as we sorted and realised that he called me 'Miss Tonks.'
Normally when someone called me that I hated it, I just wanted to be Brady. But when Fred said it I felt normal, like I was Tonks. It was then I realised people had been calling it me the entire day, and I hadn't given it a second thought.

I don't know what scared me more: Umbridge, The Vampire after me or the fact that I had been here for four days and had completely forgotten who I was.

:-:

"Are you ok, you seem quiet?"
I've lost count how many times people have asked me the past few days. I had become mopey. I don't know why, I loved it here, but I was homesick.

I missed London and my friends. I missed music and TV. I wonder how Gossip Girl ended and Vampire Diaries. Did the Glee kids get to nationals? And how did the Royal Wedding go?

I sat and day dreamt all the way through History of Magic. Ginny was staring at me constantly, asking if I was ok. I nodded but as soon as the bell rang, I raced outside. I was feeling depressed and needed comfort food.

As soon as I went through the door a strange feeling went through me. An uncomfortable, tickling sensation started at my toes and then began to work its way up my legs. I quickly stepped back into the class room, earning more strange looks.

"Ally, what the hell's going on?" Ginny asked me, her eyes full of worry. She grabbed my arm and pulled me to the corner of the room.

"You've been acting really strange for days, everyone's really worried."
"I don't know," I admitted. "I'm homesick, but I don't want to go home. I love it here."

"Then what's the problem?"
"I don't know," I said again. "I feel bottled up. Have you ever had a secret, and you couldn't tell anyone. But then you start to feel guilty... I just need time to think."

She looked down sadly. "Are you going to leave?"
"No, of course not." I shook my head viciously.

She smiled slightly. "Good because I don't know how we'd all cope without. Seamus is whipped already."

I laughed and went down to dinner, feeling slightly happier.

I realised that as long as I kept busy, I wouldn't feel as homesick.
Surprisingly, I was really looking forward to my action packed Saturday in Hogsmede.

I wasn't really the OMG what am I going to wear on my date type. Especially since I didn't have many clothes. I chose simple skinny jeans with an oversized knitted jumper of Remus'. I didn't actually look too bad. I wore my hair straight for a change and went downstairs to find Seamus already waiting.

He grinned at me. "Don't we look nice," he tried to cornily kiss my hand, but I wouldn't let him.
"Well, one of us does," I joked.

"Aww, thanks." He held his hand to his heart and pretended to tear up. I nudged him hard.
"Shall we go then?"

We made idle conversation as we walked down the small dirt road. It was extremely cold and the sky was trying to snow.

Hogsmede was amazing. It was just like I imagined it, but 100 times better. Seamus gave a little commentary about all the shops as we walked down the street, and promised we would visit them later.

As we turned a corner, I saw the twins and Lee loitering around. I went to smile at them, but then stopped when I saw where we were going.

"I'm not going in there," I said, pointing to Madame Puddifoot's Tea Shop. I could hear Fred and George snickering. And they moan at me for eavesdropping.

"You sure?" He asked. I couldn't make out if he was relieved or disappointed.
"The only way I would go in there is if... No wait, nothing would make me want to go in there. My gag reflexes couldn't handle it." I said firmly. Seamus broke out into a grin.

"Thank God," he said, turning around and heading back up the high street. "That's where all the girls want to go. During my brief thing with Pavarti last year we actually lived in there. It's all she wanted to do!"

"It looks like Umbridge threw up in there," I commented. He laughed heartily.
"I just love the look of complete misery on the guy's faces."

I looked and sure enough, they were all staring wistfully at Seamus and I walking happily away; excluding those who were snogging the faces of their girlfriends.

He took me into Zonko's which was so fascinating; but I have to say, Fred and Georges stuff was better.
We then went to Honeydukes and Seamus brought me the most amazing chocolate bar ever. It was huge and was by far the nicest thing I had ever eaten.

As I had solved their little tiff at the beginning of the year, Seamus would be coming to the meeting in the Hogs Head. I was so excited I could barely contain myself. We got there quite early as we wanted good seats. When we arrived, only Harry, Ron and Hermione were present.

"Hey guys." I hugged Hermione and whispered in her ear. "Check the place out, Umbridge has a spy."
She quickly withdrew and looked around the almost empty pub. Only a hag and a man draped in bandages were in there.

"Which one?" she mouthed. The guys looked at us confused and tried to ask us what was going on.
"The mummy," I muttered. "I'll sort it."

I walked over to where the Hag was standing and leant against the bar.

"Hey Dung," I whispered, not even looking at 'her.' I had met Dung a few times and found him really spineless and annoying.
I remembered in the books that both Umbridge and Dumbledore had a spy and I hoped it hadn't changed. This would be an awkward situation to get out off.

"Oi, not so loud. I'm banned from 'ere you know." He began to scramble but I shushedhim.

"Don't worry, I know why you're here," I whispered. "But that mummy man is a spy for Umbridge, she's an evil teacher and from the ministry. Don't turn around," I said, when he went to look at him. "I'll tell you what's going on later, so you can report back to Dumbledore, but I need you to get him out."

"I can't do that," he wheezed. "I'm under strict orders."
"He's gonna rat on us, and get Harry into trouble. You owe it to him after what you did over the summer..." I bargained.

"All right, all right."
I grinned triumphantly at Hermione and gave her a thumbs up. I saw that the twins and Ginny with Michael had arrived, so I decided to hurry it up.

"I would also like a fire whiskey please," I said slyly.
He scoffed. "No you bleedin' 'ell ain't. What'cha think I am?"

"You see Dung, this can go two ways. You can buy me a fire whiskey and get rid of the mummy or you can ignore my wishes and I tell Sirius that you've been stealing from him."

His eyes went wide before nodding slightly. He ordered another drink and then gave it to me under the table when Aberforth wasn't looking.

"Now I think you should start a fight with the mummy," I said.
"I've already bin banned for fightin', I ain't doin' it again," he went to leave, but I pulled him down.

"You're just drawing attention to yourself now. Remember you're supposed to be a hag," I muttered. "You can leave if you want dung and I'll leave too. But I'll go straight to the owlery and tell Sirius."

He huffed loudly before standing up.
"You owe me. Your information better be good..."

He walked over to the mummy and questioned why he was looking at him funny. As expected they got into a large brawl and both of them got sent out.

"And that's how it's done," I grinned sitting down next Seamus.
Everyone else had arrived now and we were all waiting for Harry to begin.
Hermione stood up and looked around blushing.

"Erm - hi," she said brightly. "You all know why we're here. We need a teacher - a proper teacher - who can help us defend ourselves against the dark arts."

"Why?" Michael's gothic looking friend asked.
"Because you-know-who's-back you toss-pot," Ron said.
"And we've got that sorry excuse for a teacher sitting in our Defence Against the Dark Arts room," Seamus' comment was met with a little cheer.

"Yeah, but how do we know that Harry isn't lying. How did Cedric die?" the boy asked boldly. We all looked down in respect. Harry glared at him and stood up.

"I'm here to help. But if you just want to hear about Cedric you might as well clear off. Let's go Hermione, they just think I'm some kind of freak," he added in a hushed tone to Hermione.

"Is it true you can produce a Patronus Charm?" Luna asked.
"Yes, I've seen it. It's beautiful," Hermione smiled.
"And in third year he fought off about a hundred dementors..."

Everyone started talking loudly and naming Harry's achievements. I sat back; suddenly remember the bottle of Fire Whiskey stashed in my bag.
I pulled it out and quietly knocked the top of, trying to hide it from Aberforth. However, I don't think he'd really care.

I took a swig and offered it to Seamus. He grinned mischievously and drank some.

"How'd you get that?" The Emo boy asked. "Is he serving?"
I shook my head. "No, I just have my sources."

"The hag?" George asked me, when everyone's attention had turned back to Harry.
"Yeah, it was Dung. Be in the common room later, I need to tell you all some important information," I said snobbishly.

When they were all suggesting rooms to hold the meetings in, I called out The Room of Requirement. It was better to say it now than in school where Umbridge could hear.

I was the first to sign the Dumbledore's Army register. Some were reluctant, but Hermione bullied them into it.
Seamus and I left straight away and slowly walked back up to the castle.

"I had a good time," I smiled as we neared the gates.
"Despite the fact we spend half of it walking around in the cold and the other half in a dodgy pub?" I grinned at him. "Is there going to be a second date?"

"As long as we don't go to Madame Putti-whatever," I answered. Seamus pouted.
"I'm sorry then, but no date. I love that place," he said dreamily, battering his eyelids.

"If you're going to be like that, I'm going to have to agree on the 'No Second Date thing."
He laughed wholly and then stopped as we reached the front door.

"As corny as this may seem, you are the coolest person I have ever been on a date with."
"Cool? That's all I get?" I asked, slightly annoyed.

"You're also beautiful, funny, and by far the best first date I have ever had."
I smiled up at him. "That's more like it."

He leant down and kissed me softly on the lips. It didn't last for long but it was magical.
Magical? oh god, I'm turning into such a girl.

We made our way up to the common room in the usual 'First Date Bliss,' both of us buzzing for the DA meeting the next day.


Sorry it took so long. It deleted itself and I had to rewrite it quickly. This was actually two chapters merged into one. They weren't very long so it was better that way. Some of the things may be confusing, but they'll be relevant later on.
I'm quite excited to write the next few chapters, its finally going to start getting interesting…
Thanks for reading and reviewing.