A/N: Ok, I realized two things: 1. I didn't resolve Capt. Cardboard, and 2. I didn't really make with the pairing. This was originally just one of those stories that you start typing and the next thing you know, you've actually got something. I loved Graham's character, and Tonks is just cool. So, even though this story started out as a one shot that kinda wrote itself. But then, hey, I thought about it, and as almost all of the reviews wanted to see more, and like with nearly everything I write, the characters just won't shut up until they're satisfied. Obviously Graham wanted more Tonks (you can take that anyway you want to ;) ) Anywho, he's pestering me to shut up and let you read the story, so here it goes. As always, feedback is loved, cuz I always think what I write is about ten times worse than everyone else thinks.

Transcending It All

The petite witch fussed at her mirror. He would be released today. The mediwitches had released him officially at half past four. That was nearly ten minutes ago. They had kept him longer because of his condition. She frowned at her image.

"Now, Tonks, can't go about being all punked out." She tugged at a magenta strand of her short spiky hair. It quickly changed to a warm honey toned brown. Yes. This was the right look. She didn't want to scare him. He'd been through a lot these past few weeks. But part of her was kinda happy that all of those horrible things had happened to him.

Because it brought him to her.

Nymphandora Tonks sighed heavily and added a green streak to her hair. He really only recognized the green hair. And today, she would tell him all she knew about what had really happened in Voldemort's headquarters.

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Graham Miller was a strong man. Rephrase that. He was a strong soldier. If that was true, he still wouldn't be having night terrors of still being in that damn dungeon. But in the dreams, she never heard him. They had shut the door and let him rot.

"Mister Miller?" He raised his head and smiled at the familiar voice. His Angel. Everyday, the green seeped away. Today she only had two streaks. He was actually starting to miss her wild hair.

"How many times do I have to tell you? It's Graham." She actually blushed. He grinned. "Miss Tonks. I guess you heard the good news?"

"Yes, they finally released you."

"Yeah."

They stood there. Staring at each other. Not really sure what to say. They spoke at the same time.

"We have to talk." They both stared at each other for a moment before Tonks broke the silence.

"All right then, I'll go first. There was a dark wizard named Voldemort who mercilessly killed witches and wizards. Then he tried to kill a little boy named Harry. He failed and weakened, he lay hidden for nearly a decade. Then he grew in strength. For the last seven years, he's tried to pick up where he left off. He's been out to kill Harry." She took a deep breath and started again. "We were battling Voldemort's army of DeathEaters when Harry battled Voldemort himself. Harry barely survived, but he finally defeated the Dark wizard. I was part of the Order of the Phoenix. We were the main army fighting against the DeathEaters. There was among them a muggle - that's a non-magic person. He kept firing a gun at us. I - I deflected one of them and it hit him in the throat." A bright tear rolled down her cheek as she remembered the curse fade and his control regained as the life died from his eyes. She brushed at the lone tear and continued. "We were searching for any wizards that hadn't been accounted for. We found the dungeon and you. There was a woman there, as well, but she had been so badly beaten that we could not save her."

"So Finn's dead?" He said softly.

"Was that his name?"

"Riley Finn and his wife, Sam."

"I'm sorry."

Graham looked at her and smiled softly. She didn't know what he'd seen Riley do to the woman he'd loved. Riley had been the one to beat Sam so badly. He was the reason she was dead.

"You released him from facing what he did while he was under that curse. He thanked you for it." Graham lowered his head as he began to tell her his side. "Riley, Sam, and myself were agents on a mission to bring down a Hostile - your Voldemort. Riley was the commanding officer, and we barely noticed the change in him when he was under the curse. He took Sam, and a few days later led me straight into Voldemort's trap. We were hit with Crucio curses and then he let Riley beat on us. Sam got the most of it. Then he was pulled to the front lines. To wipe out the wizards."

"So then you -"

"Know about your world? Yeah, I was stationed on a Hellmouth for a couple of years."

"So you aren't scared that I have - powers?"

"Nah. You can change your hair color on whim, right?"

"Yeah. Not many people get that. They think I dye it. Why?"

"Cuz, no offense, but I miss your green hair."

A/N 2: Another installment? Yes or no?