Severus knocked on the door twice, hoping for an answer. When five minutes went by, Severus started to feel foolish. Just as he was about to call off the mission, the door opened.

"Ah, Severus, Minerva, Pomona, Fillius, What a surprise! What do I owe this pleasure?" Severus nodded his head respectively and all the teachers came through the door. Albus seemed surprised,

"Honestly Severus, couldn't have this waited until morning? I was picking out what to wear!" Severus rolled his eyes and looked at what Albus was wearing. His mismatching socks, rainbow ones on his left and Gryffindor colour ones on the right. He was also wearing Lavender robes with red spots. Albus could be such a child sometimes.

"Headmaster, we have an important matter that we need to discuss." Albus looked at, unconcerned, and he pointed his wand and 4 chairs appeared. All four teachers sat down.

"Albus, it has come to my attention that one of my Badgers has been...Depressed." Sprout said, her grey eyebrows furrowing in thought.

"Nymphadora has, Albus" Minerva put in, some annoyance apparent in her voice. Albus looked at her and smiled,

"I can assure you that Nymphadora is not depressed Minerva, she is just fine," Albus said cheerfully. "After all, how would you know?"

Filius started, "She doesn't walk with a spring in her step anymore"

"She came to my class with her hair brown." Severus put in.

"She stomped out on me during detention," Minerva said, her eyes recalling the memory.

"She isn't surrounded by her friends," Pomona said softly.

Albus waved off their concerns and addressed them.

"First off, Pomona, maybe she wanted new friends? Minerva, did you give her detention unfairly?"

Minerva looked at the headmaster incredulously and snapped, "I beg your pardon Headmaster? She was late for class, so I gave her detention!"

Albus looked at her and said wisely, "Well, she is 14 years old, and the stress of OWLs might be raining down on her"

Filius then said, "Stress Albus? What Stress? The first day back isn't even over yet!"

Albus waved him off he said, "Severus, Perhaps she wants to try something new! I mean, she wears her hair pink every day must get tiring!"

Severus closed his eyes, fury quite visible in them. Of course, Albus would say all these things, why was he even trying?"

Then, Dumbledore had the nerve to say, "Filius, I doubt Nymphadora has ever walked with a spring in her step." Severus' eyes snapped open and he put a lid on his emotions, his anger very close to bubbling out. Thankfully for Albus, the door was knocked. All the teachers exchanged looks before Albus said loudly,

"Come in!" The door opened and there stood Aurora Sinistra and Nymphadora. Pomona glared slightly at the Headmaster while Filius furrowed his eyebrows. Minerva was the only one not affected. His thoughts were interrupted when Aurora asked,

"May Nymphadora and I use your pensive Professor? We require it." She then looked at Severus. It was as if she knew exactly what they had been doing. Severus looked at her and Albus nodded. Sinistra took Nymphadora by the arm and told her to wait in the office. She shut the door on her and turned to all the teachers, her hands on her hips.

"What the bloody hell are you doing?" Sinistra snapped at Albus, who was slightly cowering.

"We were just discussing the state that Miss Tonks is in, she is perfectly fine!" Sinistra scowled in Albus' direction.

"As much as I hate to say this, Nymphadora is not alright sir! And I usually wouldn't ask this, but Severus! What should we do!"

Severus ignored her and turned to the Headmaster. "Headmaster! Surely you aren't this daft, something is wrong with Nymphadora!"

Albus slightly looked troubled and he shouted at his present staff, "All of you are wrong! Nymphadora is just fine!"

Suddenly, Sinistra hushed them and she pointed to the door. Severus nodded, able to see where Sinistra was going and she opened the door. There stood Nymphadora, pretending to file her black nails. Sinistra smirked, as she precisely what Nymphadora had been doing. Severus looked at her and Nymphadora met his eyes. His eyes conveyed the message.

'Nymphadora, you aren't fooling anyone.'

Nymphadora smirked at him and she thought, 'Except perhaps the Headmaster' Severus looked at the Headmaster, who was oblivious to what was going on. Sinistra whispered something inaudible into her ear and she nodded towards the door. They both then left, but not without Sinistra glaring at Albus.

Minerva looked at Albus disappointed as a Mother would be with her child. Albus nodded towards the door, all the teachers left, but not without kicking up a fuss.

"Shame on you Albus!" Pomona shrieked, her high voice going up more than a few octaves.

"Please do see some reason, Albus," Filius begged, his head looking up high to meet Dumbledore's gaze.

Minerva shook her head and went out the door. It was clear that her respect for the Headmaster had gone considerably lower.

Severus just glared at him and he swaggered out the door, his robes swishing behind him.

He and the other teachers were going to give him hell.

As Nymphadora slept, she was thinking. She was going to have to apologize to Professor McGonagall sooner rather than later. She had been very rude to her, having run out of her detention. She was going to apologize to her on Wednesday, she decided. After everyone was gone, she would say sorry and be back in McGonagall's good books again. She turned over and she looked at a picture next to her stand. The picture had Tonks dumping a bucket of cold ice water on Charlie's head. Matt was laughing at Charlie's misfortune and Anna was trying to help Charlie get revenge. Jen was smirking at all of them, hanging upside down on her broomstick. Mrs Weasley had taken the photo when all of them were in their 2nd year. Or, the Summer before 2nd year. The burrow was behind them in the picture.

Yes, she would have to do it sooner than later.