Arthur conjured a Patronus to send a message to the three that had just arrived at number 12 Grimmauld Place, telling them that all was well and not to try and contact them for fear that their whereabouts would be discovered.

They all found themselves with a new reality around them. Although times had never been easy as of late, they were going to become as difficult as ever. With the Ministry fallen and Harry, Ron, and Hermione partaking in a mysterious task they weren't allowed to know about, they would be fighting blindly.

A bolt of light shot across the room.

"Sorry, sorry!" Tonks was running towards Fred Weasley, as the light barely graced his left arm. "Oh, I promise I didn't mean to do that!"

"Did you break your wand, Tonks?" Molly walked over to them, rubbing at her son's arm. Fred was doing his best to pull away. "I'm fine, thank you!" He finally escaped.

"No," Tonks was now examining the length of her wand, running her fingers across the slightly worn piece of wood. "I'm sure that I haven't."

She was in the midst of taking down the ceiling decorations when it happened. The bolt of light shot out of her wand, without thought or word. She was grateful that it had only been Molly, Ginny, and Fred in the room at the moment, for the others had gone outside to place the needed protection around the Burrow, as well as clean up other signs of the wedding.

Molly was watching Tonks' wand as she turned it over and over again in her hands. "It seems quite fine."

"I think your magic has gone crazy, if you ask me," said Fred, who was supposed to be cleaning along with Ginny, but had decided to arrange the streams of ribbon he'd taken down into a colorful cat that pranced onto Ginny's leg before its threads fell limp on the floor.

"Wonderful job at stating the obvious," Ginny said, kicking the ribbon away.

"Feeling ill, maybe?" Molly placed the back of her hand on Tonk's forehead.

"I don't think so," Tonks said, sitting down to avoid Molly's lingering hand. She hadn't felt sick or anything near it. She felt angry at times, but nothing more. And she had definitely been angry when the little Ministry wizard flipped backwards off his feet, but there was no reason for her to feel angry while cleaning up Bill and Fleur's wedding. She was anxious to get home and talk to Lupin, although about what she was not sure. She currently felt at an odd stage with him and everything else.

There was a swelling anticipation inside her that had been burning for the past few days. She wasn't quite sure of its reason, but felt it had something to do with the oncoming war, or the present war is it is now that time. As an Auror she was angry with herself for these magical outbursts. She'd always known how to control her magic, so why couldn't she do it now?

"Maybe I am just tired," Tonks said, now standing up to help the others. "The work at the Ministry has become pressuring, of course, and now I can't think of what it's going to be like."

Molly walked closer to her with a worried look on her face. Tonks braced herself for what would come next. "Is everything well at home?" she asked, out of earshot of Ginny and Fred, who were now using the ribbon to make animals again.

"Yes," Tonks replied quite confidently, and then she pondered this question again, knowing she couldn't lie to Molly. "Well, everything is alright with me. My parents would be a different story, and you know that one."

"Give it time," Molly encouraged. "I know that I would react the same way, but they don't quite know Remus the way we do. And Remus, how is he?"

"Good, I s'ppose," Tonks continued to vanish chairs as they spoke. "He still seems hesitant at times, just the way he had before and always. He thinks about the worst of things too much, and I wish he wouldn't."

There was a dull pain in Tonk's stomach and she winced slightly. Come to think of it, she'd felt that for quite a few days now, but never had she put much thought to it.

"I saw that face," Molly said, noticing her change in expression.

"Actually, maybe I am sick," Tonks said. "My stomach has been giving me odd feelings, although I guess I've been ignoring them."

She walked over a few steps and got rid of the last remaining chair which finished the clean-up, minus the pile of ribbons Ginny and Fred were now tangled in.

"Nymphadora," Molly had never used her first name before. Tonks spun and meant to scold her for it but didn't say a word at the look of amazement on Molly's face. "My magic used to do funny things too, now that I recall. But it was only in the beginning. I got used to it after the third one, and began to expect it…"

"I'm sorry?" Tonks was completely confused as to what Molly was trying to communicate to her.

"Dear," she walked up to her and grabbed both of her hands. "You're pregnant."

"Oh…goodness." Tonks' knees gave out and she fell onto the floor at the realization that this new news had to have been true.