Something Old, Something New, Something Borrowed, Something Blue, and Sickle In Your Shoe.

Tonks is getting married and needs to find those things for her wedding. Chaptered, the wedding will be at the end with a possible honeymoon or something if I feel up to it!

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"Your happiness begins

With your wonderful wedding day.

You'll share everything together;

Through it all your love will stay.

Congratulations to you,

As you begin your happy life.

May all good things be yours,

New husband and new wife."

-Joanna Fuchs

Disclaimer: I am a teenager who goes to school, works part-time and gets paid fourteen dollars an hour, and is pretty much broke actually and JKR is a forty or so woman, a successful college graduate, writer, and multi-millionaire. Does that clear things up?

Tonks threw on her cloak and headed for the fireplace. She had one week to get the traditional "something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue" for her wedding and Molly Weasley was going to help. She already had a sickle of course. Tonks took a handful of the powder from the bucket on top of the fireplace and tossed it into the flames. They instantly turned emerald green.

"The Burrow!" She shouted, stepping into the flames. There was a squeezing sensation, much like the one felt when apparating, and darkness all around her. And then quite suddenly she was stumbling out of the fireplace in the Weasley's living room and crashing into a table, sending the ornate lamp that had been sitting on it to the floor.

"You did always like to make a dramatic entrance, Tonks. I would say it was good, except that was mum's favorite lamp." Said a familiar voice from the couch.

Tonks stood up, brushing herself off, and saw Charlie, whom she hadn't seen since she was in Hogwarts. "Charlie!"

"Hullo, Tonks!"

Tonks waved her wand at the broken lamp, repairing it, and levitated it back to the end table before hugging him. "I haven't seen you in forever! How's the dragons?"

"As fiery as ever. Mum told me you're getting married. Who's the unlucky guy? Or girl. I always thought you might be gay."

"Charlie." She said exasperatedly and rolled her eyes.

"What? It's a legitimate question!" The redhead defended.

Tonks shook her head. "His name is Remus, Charlie. I'm not gay. Although, maybe you…"

"Really, Tonks?"

"You never had a girlfriend that I knew of, it's a reasonable thing to ask."

Charlie smiled and shook his head. "Well, then you can't yell at me when I ask you. And I'm not so…" He paused. "Mum's upstairs trying to get Fred and George to move all their old joke material to their shop. Yesterday morning she tried to sweep the corner of the kitchen and somehow activated an old portable swamp… the entire bottom level was flooded for hours, none of us could figure out how to get rid of it, not even Bill, who's a Curse Breaker for Merlin's sake. We all had to just go swimming about whenever we came down here until the afternoon when they showed up to visit for the two weeks. Thank god it was in the summer and not the winter."

"Oh Merlin, that sounds bad. I assume they fixed, seeing as how I'm not swimming?"

"Yep. Mum was real pleased, though, I don't expect things upstairs are going real 'swimmingly' to make a pun. I'll tell her you're here though." Charlie said.

A minute later, Molly came downstairs. "Hello dear. Are you ready to go to Diagon Alley? Have your money and your mother's dress?"

'Yep!" She confirmed. Andromeda's dress was to be her 'something old'. Except her mother had had quite an old sense of fashion and it was in desperate need of modernization.

"I see you saw Charlie. Did you guys catch up?" Molly asked, pulling some Floo powder out.

"Yes, he said Fred and George caused quite a bit of trouble yesterday with a portable swamp. You know, you could've asked me to take a crack at it. Believe me, I'm always accidentally doing things like that at my house." Tonks said. "Not flooding it though." She added as an afterthought.

"Well, I would have, dear, but we couldn't get to the fireplace to Floo you, otherwise we'd have just left the house for the day. The furniture was blocking it and the door. I don't know what Fred and George were thinking when they created that blasted thing."

"They probably weren't."

Soon, they arrived in Diagon Alley and Molly insisted the first thing to do was to Madam Malkin's to see if she would make adjustments.

"Of course, of course! I'd be delighted to have your business, don't get much nowadays what with everything. Just as long as you don't attract Death Eaters!" Madam Malkin nervously laughed. "The dressing rooms are in the back, just put it on and I'll make adjustments, add lace to your desire, etc."

"Thank you." Tonks smiled and headed back.

Her mother's dress was long and sleeved – very old fashioned indeed. It had a turtleneck-like neck made up of lace and was very un-figure fitting, much like wearing one of Remus's too big sweaters, except without the comfortableness. The dress was, in fact, quite itchy.

Even Molly seemed not to like it, though of course, she was too polite to say so.

"What do you think?" Tonks asked, grudgingly.

"I think you look… very… very…" She seemed to be trying to find a word that wasn't insulting but wasn't an over-exaggeration either.

"I'll take very very." Tonks sighed.

"Oh my." Madam Malkins gasped. "That is quite old… I'll assume you're going for something more modern?"

"Yes."

"Well, then adjustments must be made!"

It was as if the seamstress could work magic – well she could but you know what I mean! By the time she was finished, the dress hardly looked like her mother's anymore. It had similarities, of course, to keep with the 'something old' but it was also pretty modernised.

It was no longer itchy, but immensely comfortable. Madam Malkin had added a waist and had fixed the sleeves so they were short, but with the original lace. The turtleneck neck was cut down modestly and had somehow added more of a flowy skirt. She had even enchanted it to be unable to rip, after hearing of Tonks' clumsy nature.

"What do you think, dear?" The seamstress asked, guiding her over to a mirror.

Tonks was delighted and Molly insisted that it was the most beautiful wedding dress she had ever seen – though Tonks bet she said that to every friend about their dress, especially since Fleur was far more beautiful and Molly had helped pick out her dress for the upcoming wedding as well.

And so with the purchase of services for fifteen Galleons and nine Sickles, they were off to find something new.

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Note: Did you like it? Another chapter to be updated soon, I have a lot of free time now that my school has closed so… Please favorite the story, review, etc! Love y'all! Have a great – and safe and healthy - day! WASH YOUR HANDS! IT'S WHAT'S RECOMMENDED TO PREVENT YOURSELF FROM CORONA!