After visiting Mad-eye's place Aero left to go to Tonks's place. She knocked once before walking in. She stepped over a knocked over side table, picking it up as she went because lord knows Tonks might just kill herself trying to get by the thing.

"Tonks?" she called through the apartment.

"Up here, kid."

Aero turned up the narrow stairs and around the sharp corner before walking into her cousin's bedroom. She stood by the doorway, taking in the ever present mess that was the bedroom. There were clothes stacked in untidy piles, a few dirty dishes on top of the dresser, there were papers scattered on the floor and the unmade bed and –

"Dora?"

"Hm?"

"What is that?"

"A puddle."

"Of…?"

"Well, Mad-eye had this little beast, and I was looking after it and-" Tonks started.

"Forget I asked." Aero laughed.

Tonks was sitting on the bed with her back towards the edge and placed her wand between her teeth, reading a wrinkled looking document while trying to lace up her boot. Aero watched as the older metamorph lost her rare balance and toppled off the bed backwards, crashing to the floor in a heap.

"Ouch" the girl moaned.

Aero sighed and shook her head. How Tonks had managed to become an Auror with that sense of balance and this sense of organization was beyond her comprehension.

She walked over, careful to avoid the puddle of mystery beast and helped her cousin up, sitting her on the bed and laced up her boot.

"So what are you reading there?" Aero asked.

"Ah, well Mad-eye left me some paperwork to do while he's gone."

"Gone? I just saw him."

"Did you? Oh right, something about trash cans he thought were an intruder. What I meant was that he's going to be gone when school starts."

"Why?"

"Dumbledore asked him to be the new Dark Arts teacher."

"Did he? I suppose it makes sense…Mad-eye is one of the best Aurors I know, and he and Professor D go way back…plus no one in their complete right state of mind would apply for the job now anyways."

Tonks laughed and folded the piece of paper up before putting it in her pocket. She leapt off the bed and ran over the landmines of piles and out the door, exclaiming that she was hungry.

"Mum came over, said to tell you she said hi when I saw you again." Tonks shouted from down the stairs.

"Did she? Well, give her my regards then, Merlin knows I don't see you people enough. What did she say about your current…messes?"

"Oh, you know mum, always so pristine. She nearly had a fit walking through the front door. I know it's a bit disorganized, I've been meaning to get to it."

Aero shook her head. Tonks wasn't going to get to it. Andromeda was always the one cleaning up after her. Aero doubted whether Tonks actually new any cleaning charms at all.

With a swish of her wand she watched the piles of clothes form two neat piles of dirty and clean. The closet flew open, sending the shoes flying inside to lie neatly on the floor. The papers stacked into a pile on the desk and she sent the dishes floating down the stairs.

"Ow! Hate it when I run into floating objects, they never look where they're going…" Tonks grumbled as she came up the stairs, rubbing her forehead.

Tonks flopped onto the newly made bed with a large plate of cookies in front of her. Aero leaned back against the pillows as she munched on her snack.

"So, what's up with your love life?" Tonks asked as she searched in her drawer, bringing up a bag of every flavor beans.

"Nothing."

"Really? That's not the word on the street, kiddo. From what I hear you've got yourself a hot piece of man candy."

"From what you hear? How the hell do you hear anything about my love life?" Aero asked.

"Please, I work at the same place your-our uncle does. Like he wouldn't brag about you and some Bulgarian hottie. Please." Tonks laughed, rolling her eyes.

"It's not like that!" Aero protested.

"Oh of course not, because you still like Freddie."

"Shut up."

"Ugh, you both need to get your heads out of your asses and work this out. Otherwise you're both going to combust under the sexual tension."

"Tonks!" Aero shouted, her nails turning a vibrant pick as she whacked her cousin's arm.

"What? Are you going to tell me there isn't any? That your not still attracted to that troublesome ginger?"

"Wha-of course I am, but still. We're over…"

"You're waiting for him to make the first move, and then you'll be a puddle at this guy's feet, kid. You've gotta take control of the situation. I'm all for not caving first. So you gotta make him break."

"I know…"

"So what'cha got up your sleeve?"

"I don't know…just making him jealous. See, Ginny invited me to the World Cup with them, so I'm staying at their place…"

"Sweet."

"And Fred found out that I had gone to a restaurant with Vane…"

"Excellent."

"And since Bulgaria is playing in the cup, I figured I might see Vane there…"

"So what you need is to be super duper irresistible at that match and get 'em all riled up. You know, you should probably cheer on Bulgaria, look like you support your 'new man's' homeland, hm?"

"Have you done this before?" Aero laughed with an eye brow raised.

"Perhaps…" Tonks said offhandedly with a smirk.

"Alright, alright. I got it."

"Is that why you came over?"

"Partly…but Tonks…" Aero said softly, almost uncertainly.

"What's wrong?"

"I just got back from checking on Mad-eye…"

"I thought he was fine?" Tonks asked, apprehensive.

"Well that's just it, he seems fine, but there's just…something seems off. My gut says something's not right with Mad-eye…"

"Was he acting weird?"

"He was looking at me funny. He watched my every movement, which isn't too peculiar, but it was the way he did it, like he wasn't sure who I was at first and then he was restraining from attacking me…he was on edge, but…it was more than that…"

"Aero, the man thought the trashcans were waging war on him, of course he's on edge. But if you're really sure something's wrong, I'll keep an eye on him, promise. I'll let Shane and Desarie know. We'll keep a watch on Mad-eye for you, don't worry about that old geezer, worry about your little ginger problem." Tonks assured her.

Aero nodded. She knew telling Tonks her suspicions was right. And she did feel better knowing that someone was keeping an eye on her mentor…she just hoped Tonks would be careful. Besides, she didn't have to leave Mad-eye in the hands of others for too long, because if he was truly coming to Hogwarts, she would watch him. She just hoped her gut was wrong about him…