Harry opened the door to his apartment and did something he had not done in quite a long time. He looked around then waved his wand in a figure eight pattern; the tip of his wand began to emit smoke. After a moment the figure eight turned green. That meant no intruders. Harry looked back outside, "All clear." Tonks walked in behind Harry. She was wearing robes two sizes to large for her small frame, her dark brown hair hanging down her back.

It was she that had wanted him to perform the security spell. Tonks was shaking as she entered Harry's apartment; Harry closed the door and locked it, then sealed it with magic. Nobody would be coming in unless he allowed it. Tonks started to calm down as she took in the apartment. Harry put an arm on her shoulder and began to guide her towards the spare bedroom.

"It is not much, but it will do just fine I think." Harry silently opened the door to the spare bedroom. It was bare and plain. A bed occupied the corner farthest from the door and a dresser and a desk as well as some shelves occupied the walls. Once Tonks was feeling a little better he would transfigure everything to suit her taste. He led her to the bed, where she sat down. "I am going to leave you here for a few minutes, I have to go talk to Hermione. I'll seal the apartment so that only I can access it. Okay"

"Okay." Harry looked at her directly in the eyes. It was the first time she had spoken since he had found her two days ago. They had spent the night at Hogwarts and most of the day getting ready for the trip.

"I will be back very shortly." Harry touched his wand to the floor and it began to glow light blue before it faded back to its normal green. He had sealed the apartment. Anyone who entered the apartment would be immediately transported twenty feet above the Thames river. Harry apparated away.

Harry arrived in the living room of Hermione's apartment with a soft 'pop'. He looked around at the immaculate area; books lined the walls and overstuffed furniture took up most of the floor space. Harry announced himself and proceeded towards the study where he knew Hermione would be. When he entered the study, Harry's assumption proved itself. Hermione was laying on a sofa with a book in her hand asleep. Her brown hair covered her face, as she breathed little locks of hair would float up and then settle back down into disarray. The study consisted of a single large couch which was occupied currently by the sleeping Hermione, a large desk, and shelf after shelf of books.

"Hermione." Harry said as he kneeled beside her face.

Hermione only grunted in her sleep.

Harry tried again. "Hermione, wake up."

"Mmm, Ron..." Hermione mumbled.

Harry got a slightly miffed expression on his face. Ron? He definately was not Ron. Harry shrugged; Hermione and Ron had been going out for the last four years; it had started as a spur of the moment thing and had just kept going. Ron was happy, she was happy, and Harry was happy for them. But, at the moment Harry needed Hermione awake and alert. Harry pulled out his wand and cast the Ennervate spell. Hermione's eyes shot open as she slid into the conscious world.

"Good evening Hermione." Harry said, biting back laughter at her expression which was quickly changing from bewilderment to anger.

"Good evening Harry"Hermione pulled her wand from her robe and pointed it at Harry. "You know, all you had to do was shake me. I would have woken up."

Harry merely shrugged"I tried twice, besides we don't have time fore curses and counter-curses tonight. I have something important to discuss with you."

Hermione lowered her wand at his seriousness. "What is it Harry"

Harry explained the situation with Tonks. "It's pretty bad; she is scared of everyone, including Dumbledore."

"What do you want me to do? It's obvious you came her for some kind of help. You're not one to tell just anyone about something like this and leave."

"Well, I'd like you to go to Diagon Alley, and do some shopping. Tonks has no clothes or anything else to her name. We don't know what happened to her belongings."

"They were probably seized by her landlord." Harry nodded in agreement.

"Here is a list of Tonk's sizes and other things she may need" Harry handed Hermione a small list. "Also, will you stop by Olivander's and see about getting this mended" Harry pulled out Tonk's wand and handed it to Hermione who stopped to examine it.

"Unicorn hair, maple, eleven inches long. Good for charms and dueling."

Harry just blinked. How on earth did she know that?

"I've..."

"Read it in a book." Harry finished with a smirk. Hermione blushed.

"Yes, in a book. You'd do well to pick one up. I'll get this taken care of right away Harry, anything else you want me to do"

Harry shook his head. No. "I'm going to stop by a grocery store on my way home. I have next to nothing at my flat."

Harry and Hermione said their goodbyes and Harry apparated away. After stopping at the grocer, Harry apparated home.

Harry appeared in his living room right in front of Tonks, who screamed and stumbled backwards into the couch. Harry, surprised by the sudden scream dropped all the bags he had been carrying and pulled out his wand. Harry looked around and saw Tonks sighing in relief by the couch. Harry pocketed his wand.

"You okay" Harry asked, even as Tonks began to stand.

"Yeah... just a little shaken." Tonks was pale and trembling.

"Just sit down on the couch why I put these away. You can take a bath if you'd like, Hermione is out shopping for clothes right now." She nodded and headed back to the bath. Harry touched his wand to the floor and deactivated the security charm.

Harry brought the bags into the kitchen and stored everything where it was supposed to go. The kitchen was the most expensive room in the flat. A complete chef's set was what Harry used to cook. He loved to cook, and when you can magic away any leftover food on dishes and pans, it made life easy. As he waited for Hermione to show up, Harry began to construct the evening's meal. Nothing heavy, something light; a salad and maybe soup. Harry had already fixed the salad and had it in the larger refrigerator when Hermione popped into existence by the kitchen table burdened with many bags.

"I still have some money left in my account right Hermione" Harry asked jokingly.

"You hush, we both know that you could buy that entire alley three times over and still have enough money to live off for the rest of you life." Hermione began to unload the bags onto the table. A full set of robes, including dress robes. Harry held those up infront of Hermione, the soft blue material felt like water in his hands. "Well, you never know."

"Ok, what else do you have"

"I stopped and converted some Galleons into muggle money and bought some muggle clothes so she can go out around London." At the look she received from Harry, Hermione added. "When she is up to it of course." Hermione had one bag left and Harry eyed it. "Feminine items." Hermione said, and Harry left it alone.

"What about the wand" Harry asked.

"Olivander will need a couple days to fully mend it, but it should be as good as new by the time he is finished with it. He is the master after all."

Hermione hugged Harry. "You're a good man Harry Potter; don't let anyone ever tell you different. Not just anyone would do what your are doing for Tonks." She stepped back from Harry and apparated away.

Harry banished Tonks' belongings to her room, and finished preparing dinner.

It was not long before Tonks appeared in the doorway to the kitchen dressed in muggle jeans and a blue shirt. She stayed in the doorway and watched Harry bustle around the kitchen, much like Miss Weasley used to when he came to visit.

"Dinner will be ready in just a minute. I just have to pull the salad out of the refrigerator. Take a seat at the table."

Tonks pulled out a chair and sat. Harry served dinner; a salad with a light dressing and a hearty soup. It smelled delicous.

"What do you want to drink Tonks? I have water, butterbeer, and pumpkin juice. I suppose I could conjure you something but I'm not sure how that would turn out."

Tonks chose butterbeer and ate in silence. Harry watched her as she ate, she seemed better then she was earlier. She wasn't as shy around him as she was before he left. Then again, this was not the Tonks that used to change her face why she ate to get a laugh out of him and his friends. She was quiter, almost 'broken'. Harry vowed to himself as he ate to fix Tonks as well as he could and to help her afterwards whenever she needed it. He knew it would probably be a long and hard road but he was more then willing to walk it.

Tonks finished before Harry and politely excused herself from the table and went to her room. Harry finished eating and cleaned the kitchen. The cleaning took less then five minutes. Magically cleaning everything was a snap. Harry walked back to his room, which was across the hall from Tonks', he stopped at the treshhold of his door and listened. Tonks was in her room crying. Harry knocked on the door and waited a second before letting himself in.

Tonks was sitting on the bed holding a pillow in her lap and crying. She only glanced briefly at Harry before closing her eyes. Harry was silent as he walked over to the bed an put an arm around the crying woman. He might have been new to this kind of thing but he was a fast learner. After a while, she stopped crying and simply leaned into him as if drawing energy from him. They stayed that way for a while before Tonks pulled away and looked Harry in the eyes.

"Thank you, Harry."

"Don't worry about it." Harry replied and he meant it. He would have helped any of his friends this way.

"No, I'm serious thank you for everything." She was so sincere that Harry only nodded.

Harry stood and gave Tonks' shoulder a gentle squeeze. "If you need anything, just let me know." Harry walked out of her room and into his own.

Harry's room was furnished in a simple style. He had a large king size bed with a hand-stitched quilt from the Weasleys on it. A writing desk in the corner, and a wardrobe across from his bed. At the foot of the bed was a trunk filled with random items. Quidditch posters and pictures of his friends decorated his walls. Harry sat on his bed and pulled off his shoes, then leaned back onto his pillows. From a table beside his bed Harry received a book"A Complete History of Quidditch by Oliver Wood" Harry had a signed copy of the first print. Oliver had started writing this book in his fourth year of school, and had just recently finished. Harry began reading where he had left off, Seekers of the Century. Oliver said that there was a page dedicated to him and Harry was going to find it. Eventually, Harry fell asleep.

A soft knock woke him from his slumber. "Come in" Harry called, slightly disoriented by the world being in focus when he woke up.

Tonks walked in clutching her pillow in her hands. "Are you okay Tonks" Harry asked concerned.

She shook her head. "No, I can't sleep. Everytime I fall asleep I'm woken by horrible nightmares." Harry remembered a time when he had been plagued by uncontrollable nightmares. He still had one every now and then. They came less and less though.

"Do you want to stay in here tonight" Harry asked, though he already knew the answer. Why else would she have brought a pillow?

"You don't mind" Tonks asked, clearly embarassed.

"No, it's a big bed. Plenty of room."

Tonks walked around and climbed into the vacant half of the bed. Harry waited until she got herself situated before he took of his glasses and turned off the lights.

"Goodnight Tonks" Harry called. All he received in reply was a slight mumble.

A/N Well, another chapter done. Thank all of you who reviewed; that does wonders for one's confidence. This will be the only update for this week sadly, I'll be going out of town and will be away from my beautiful computer. Hopefully, I'll be able to do some writing. I have this really cool USB flash drive... anyway, hope you enjoyed it. Anyone who want to contact me directly can email me