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Tonks, who was still sitting at the table stood up and grinned at Harry, "Well, since it's just the two of us for the rest of the night I think I know exactly what I'd like to do now."

Harry's brain was still chewing on everything that he'd been told and didn't understand what she meant until she took his hand and lead him to the bed room.

As they reached the bedroom Harry was thankful for Tonks and fell right into the bed. "Thanks Tonks, I think I need some sleep after everything today."

Tonks barely managed to stifle a laugh from Harry's display of innocence. Instead she just smiled at him. "Harry, are you sure you're tired?"

"Exhausted, I know I said I wanted to know the truth, and I do, it's just... A lot to take in."

With an almost predatory look in her eye Tonks waved her wand and her clothes disappeared from her body.

Harry gulped audibly and gazed at her wonderful body, he couldn't take his eyes off her as she slowly moved onto the bed with him so that her body barely touched his.

He could feel her breath on his neck and face as she whispered, "I don't think sleeping is the answer Harry, but I can think of a way to get your mind off it all."

Her mouth came down on his roughly as she took him in a rough and passionate kiss shoving her tongue into his mouth, her hands grabbing his head and pulling it harder against hers.

When Harry moved his hands to explore her breasts she broke the kiss grinned evilly, "Not tonight Harry. Tonight I'm going to banish all thoughts from your mind." She grabbed her wand and with wave of her wand Harry found that his hands and legs were bound to the bed. Another wave and his clothes disappeared like hers had earlier.

Slowly she began licking, kissing, and biting his body, starting at his chest and moving higher towards his neck and face. Tonks was rough and completely in control. Though Harry normally hated not having any control in his life, he found this was definitely an exception.

Harry's hands were gripping the bed tightly, his muscles tight trying to break the spell binding him to the bed. Tonks was incredible and incredibly torturous with her mouth and hands, several times now she had almost brought him over the top stopping just before his release, moving her attention to another part of his body. Harry was sure he was going to have bite marks and bruises all over his body, but at the moment he could care less, all he wanted was more, more of the kissing, more of the feeling, more of Tonks. Finally after what seemed like hours to Harry, Tonks gave him the release he had been seeking.

Harry woke up later that night feeling incredible. He smiled when he felt Tonks' arm around his body and looked down to see her head resting on his chest. As he began to stroke her hair softly he realized that it wasn't one of her loud and vibrant hair colors she normally uses but her real color, he grinned to himself when he remembered what she said about only doing that when she felt safe.

When he realized that he was happy about that he couldn't believe the difference in himself, only a few months ago he could barely talk to Cho, and the few kisses they shared were awkward for him, even hugs from Hermione or Mrs. Weasley were normally uncomfortable for him as he had never had them when growing up. Now though he was happy to have Tonks with her arm around him, and had spent the last week sleeping in bed with her. Smiling he thought to himself that had he known how great this felt he would have put up with Cho a lot more. Some of the marks Tonks had left hurt a little, but that was nothing compared to how incredible the night had been. Harry had never felt anything like it before, it had been both so extremely torturous and so incredibly pleasurable.

Thinking about the differences between Cho and Tonks, Harry had decided one of the things he liked most, besides the physical part of the relationship, which was most definitely his favorite part, was that he didn't have to worry about stupid mistakes when talking like he did with Cho, with Tonks he could just be himself. Tonks had already been in a lot of relationships, and was older and more mature; he liked that she didn't act all whiney like Cho.

As he started thinking about how he was happy so soon after Sirius death, he became angry with himself. How could he betray Sirius like that! He had just died a month ago and here Harry was, in bed with Sirius' second cousin. Harry slowly got up and walked out of the bedroom, leaving Tonks sleeping.

Tonks woke in the middle of the night feeling cold and a bit lonely. It wasn't until she noticed that Harry wasn't next to her that she realized the reason for it. She was a bit surprised at just how right it felt to fall asleep next to him, considering they had only been together for less than a week. Tonks tried to banish that thought from her mind; she wasn't a schoolgirl any more and new that this couldn't be love. But a part of her had to admit she felt safer and happier with Harry than she ever had with any of her other boyfriends.

She looked around and saw that it was still nearly pitch black out, wondering what time it was and where Harry had got to she got out of bed. Tonks found Harry a minute later lying on the ground outside petting Hedwig, and looking up at the image of the night sky. Tonks laid down on the next to him, her head leaning on his shoulder and looked up at the star with him.

When Tonks put her head on his shoulder Harry froze a little, he was still confused with all his feelings. Harry liked having Tonks close to him, but was still mad at himself for being happy.

They were silent for a few moments before Tonks said, "I miss him too."

Harry rolled away quickly from her after she said that, letting Tonks' head fall to the ground.

"Did you hate Sirius that much Harry?"

Harry blinked, whatever he thought she was going to say that definitely was not it. "What! Of course I didn't hate Sirius! How could you even say that?"

"Then did you think so little about him that you thought he'd want you to be depress and sad all the time instead of happy?"

Harry was about to say something when Tonks started again to shut him up. "No, let me finish this Harry, because you have a lot to learn if you think that."

"Sirius loved you Harry, he may not have said it, but he did love you. He hated that he hadn't been there for you, and he hated that he couldn't make you happy. He knew you were mad, but he was wanted and he couldn't do what he wanted to. Your happiness is what he lived for! You may still think that you are partly responsible for him dying, but you aren't. I hate to say this, but if anything I think it's better for Sirius now."

Harry was about to interrupt again when Tonks told him to keep quiet and let her finish. She knew she was being a bit rough on him, but he needed to understand, and if Tonks was honest with herself, what he did had hurt her more than she'd like to admit.

"The real Sirius was killed by twelve years of Azkaban Harry, what was left was little more than a shell. He lived via of his memories, and for you. He was a great man, don't misunderstand me, I miss him terribly, and I'm sure he would rather be here trying to help you than where he is. But you have to understand that he is with his best friend now, he's with your father. I'm sure he's causing all sorts of problems with his pranks, and probably back to chasing as many girls as he can. Everyone knows he's innocent where he's at now, he doesn't have to hide from the ministry, eat scraps as a dog, or hide in a house he hated."

"Yes, you should miss him, but if you ever say think that you should not be happy because of him again, I will not hesitate to send you to St. Mungo's. It is an insult to Sirius' memory and I will not stand for it."

Harry felt terrible now, he didn't want to insult Sirius' memory or make Tonks mad, he just felt so confused, like he didn't know which way was up anymore. "I just miss him Tonks... For a short time I had a true family, he would give up anything just to come visit me. He spent months eating garbage as a dog in Hogsmeade just to be close to me in fourth year. He gave me advice and we talked, just talked. Not much because we never had the time, but I would owl him advice and he would answer it the best he could."

Harry paused for a moment, "When I was a child, every day when I was stuck in that bloody cupboard I would pray for a long lost relative to come and rescue me. I did that for years Tonks, then slowly it become less and less often. I gave up on the idea a long time ago, but then it came true. I thought I would be able to leave the Dursley's, stay with Sirius and live happily for once." He laughed bitterly at that and sat down on the grass again. "I guess I was a stupid child living a fantasy."

Tonks moved closer to Harry and put her arms over his shoulder, bringing him back into her. She didn't say anything, just held him to her. After a long time of silence she realized that Harry had fallen asleep like that and laid him down softly, trying not to wake him. Putting her head on his shoulder and her arm over his shoulders she fell asleep with him, wishing once again that she could take away his pain.

Tonks woke up the next morning and felt Harry's chest underneath her, his hand running softly through her hair and smiled. Thinking about how she woke up alone last night she murmured, "Much better like this."

"Huh? What'd you say Tonks, I couldn't hear."

Tonks moved slightly and kissed Harry softly on the lips, "I just said that I liked it much better like this." She laid her head back down on Harry's chest and continued, "I woke up cold last night and missed having you next to me. It's nicer to wake up with you here, even if we are on the grass."

After a minute longer of laying on the uncomfortable ground they decided to get up and take a run around the field. Tonks actually joined him in the run this time, but still made him cast spells the whole time.

Harry had thought that since she was running with him, Tonks wouldn't try to attack. Unfortunately when he ended up being disarmed, bound by robes, and then blasted off his feet, he found out that his assumption was completely wrong. Although Harry had a few close calls where he had to dive out of the way of a spell, the rest of the run went by smoothly. After the run they decided to take a bath and then summon Dobby to have him make breakfast and deliver Harry's mail.

The beginning of the bath was incredibly enjoyable and it ended up taking them nearly an hour before they kept their hands to themselves. Unfortunately that's when things started going downhill. Tonks had asked Harry about the posts he had received after the quibbler article last year. When Harry told her about the picture the one woman had sent he noticed Tonks' laugh was a little forced, he thought he was just imagining things though because she began teasing him about all the pictures he might get.

Harry quickly learned that teasing her back about taking them up on the 'sexual offers' Dumbledore mentioned was not a good idea. The hand shaped mark on his face made sure he would remember that fact for some time. Sighing to himself, Harry thought that Hermione really did need to write that book.

Only moments after ringing the chime Harry's legs were engulfed in a hug from a very enthusiastic Dobby. "Harry Potter sir! Dobby is so happy you is calling for Dobby!"

"Dobby is hearing many sad things about kind Harry Potter sir! Dobby is very sorry for your loss sir, Dobby wishes there were something he could do. Dobby is very happy when Head Dumbledore wishes Dobby to help Harry Potter sir! Dobby very happy to help great head and kind Harry Potter!" Dobby then stopped hugging Harry Potter and turn instantly to the other person in the room.

Tonks had been trying to keep from laughing at Dobby's antics but had lost it before he had even finished his speech. Harry had told her about Dobby, but seeing him act like that in person was just too much for her.

"Dobby, I would like you to meet a friend of mine Tonks, Tonks this is Dobby. I've told her a lot about you already Dobby; she also wanted to meet you."

Dobby bowed extremely low and said "Dobby is pleased to meet Harry Potter's Tonks, ma'am. Dobby has heard youse is standing up for Harry Potter Sir to Dumbledore, Dobby very pleased to meet you." Dobby then launched himself towards her and engulfed her in a hug. "Dobby is hearing great news last night, Dumbledore is telling Dobby that you mays bes here. Dobby is very pleased to serve Harry Potter's miss!"

Dobby then seemed to realize that he was hugging Tonks and backed away quickly, bowing repeatedly. "Dobby is very sorry miss. Dobby should not be touching Harry Potter's miss. Dobby is bad" Dobby began to bang his head on the counter, Bad Dobby! Bad Dobby!"

Harry interrupted Dobby's self-imposed punishment yelling, "Dobby Stop!"

"Stop hurting yourself Dobby! If you want to help me, you have to promise not to hurt yourself!"

"Dobby is very sorry Harry Potter Sir; Dobby is not meaning to make great kind Harry Potter Sir angry. Dobby is sorry."

"I'm not angry Dobby; I'm just worried for you. I don't want you to get hurt."

Dobby had tears in his eyes at this point, "Harry Potter Sir is most great, kind generous wezard!"

"Dobby, Professor Dumbledore told me that you had mail from my friends at Hogwarts? Do you think you could get them for me?"

With a snap of his fingers Dobby summoned three piles of posts, the smallest had only a few posts, the next one had what seemed like a dozen of posts, and the largest had to have had several dozen posts! Dobby gestured to the smallest pile and said, "These be from Harry's Bottom, his Looney, and his old miss." He gestured to the middle pile and told Harry that they were from "his army." And then pointed at the third pile and said that it was from his school people.

Harry silently groaned at the thought of so much mail, he didn't know if it was better or worse than last year. But he knew he was going to at least open Luna's, Neville's, and the D.A.'s.

"When Harry Potter Sir needs to send message back, just set next to the chime and Dobby will summon them and send them Sir. Dobby is to tell you is most secure sir, Dobby make sure no one intercepts when Dobby send them Sir. No one know that Dobby do sir, Dumbledore say no one suspects of Dobby Sir. Dobby has other posts for Harry Potter Sir, but will wait till great Harry Potter Sir asks for. "

"Er.. That's great Dobby, thank you for doing all this for me. Um. Do you think we could have some breakfast Dobby?"

"Harry Potter Sir is to kind, is great wezard, Harry Potter Sir is." Dobby then snapped his fingers and several plates full of food appeared, he snapped his fingers again and they were sent to the table. Dobby snapped his fingers a third time, "Harry Potter kitchen is full of food Sir. Many meals ready and all supplies are full Sir."

Harry gawked at Dobby for a moment, "That's great Dobby! Thank you."

Dobby bowed to Harry and Tonks. "If Sir or Miss needs Dobby just ring chime or snap fingers Sir, Dobby will come." With a last snap of his fingers Dobby Disapparated away.

Tonks managed to stop herself from laughing but was still grinning when she said "If anything I think you understated Dobby's enthusiasm! I'm definitely going to have to get to know him better. Then we can both have fun embarrassing you!"

While breakfast was delicious, it was not near as enjoyable as the last few days had been for Harry. It seemed like Dobby's affects on Tonks had worn out and that she was still mad at him. Harry was trying to figure out exactly what he had done now or if it was still for that stupid comment earlier. He remembered last night thinking one of the things he liked about Tonks was he was able to be himself and not have to worry about the whole boyfriend thing. Unfortunately, Harry realized too late that that wasn't necessarily true.

He was a little mad that she was still being cold towards him even when she was the one that started all the teasing. He knew that if Hermione was here she would tell him just what he had done wrong and how to fix it, but Harry had no idea what he should do. That's what bothered Harry the most; he hated the feeling of helplessness.

Thinking of Hermione reminded him that he still hadn't written to them and that they were about to leave for vacation. When he mentioned it to Tonks, she offered to go take a letter to them before the leave. Harry felt a little better about that, she couldn't be that mad at him if she was offering to help.

Harry grabbed the letters from Neville, Luna, and Cho. He wasn't really looking forward to the letter from Cho and felt annoyed that Dobby had but it in with the other two, but told himself that Dobby couldn't have known that.

Neville's letter was short basically telling him that his Gran was proud of him for what he had done, that she kept going between scolding him for putting himself at risk, and praising him. His Gran had taken him to Ollivanders for a new wand and said that it felt better than his dad's ever had and was hoping it would help him in classes next year. He skimmed over the part about being sorry for Sirius and hoping he was doing well. The next part however stunned Harry; Neville was thanking Harry for taking him to the Ministry.

Luna's letter Harry had to read twice to actually understand, and even then he wasn't sure if he caught everything. She seemed to skip around from topic to topic and then go back to the original before switching again. She discussed being in Sweden looking for Snorkacks, the weather, that he would always be able to talk to Sirius, the fact that a cloud she saw looked like a Blibbering Humdinger, the letter just kept going on and on for a full parchment. Harry just laughed when he read the letter; it was a perfect example of Luna. The fact that Tonks was completely bewildered by the letter just had Harry laughing more. He had previously tried to tell Tonks about Luna, but found it was rather hard to do with just words, this letter however did it perfectly.

Tonks seemed to be a bit too interested in Cho's letter, but he couldn't understand why. It wasn't like they were still dating, if you could even call what they did dating. Harry found himself rather disinterested in Cho's letter after only the first couple lines. It went on and on about how she was sorry about what happened to Sirius, and about how she acted towards him during the school year. It took two her full parchments to say what Harry could've said in a single paragraph. The one part that Harry did like was when she mentioned that St. Mungo's still hadn't found a way to help Marietta. Harry couldn't help but feel a bit of pride for what Hermione was capable of.

Harry ended up telling Tonks all about there disastrous date and what all happened between them last year as she read the letter. He wanted to just throw the letter away but Tonks wouldn't let him. She told him that he should probably write Cho back, that there was no reason not to be at least friendly with her. When he mentioned that she stood up for what Marietta did, Tonks just pointed out that he would have stood up for his friends as well. Tonks also told him that it would be best to find out what Hermione did to her and a way to reverse it, that because it wasn't a proper duel she could get in trouble for it if Marietta filed a complaint with Magical Law Enforcement.

After the letters were read Tonks realized the time and hurried through the rest of her breakfast saying that she had to leave soon in order to catch Ron and Hermione before their flight and to write a quick letter to them.

Hey Mate,

Tonks is going to try and get it to you two before you leave. I can forgive you two for being love struck foolish teenagers, if you can forgive me for a being a moody git this past year. I'm sorry for snapping at you both last year, I'll try better this year, but I can't say that I won't do some of it again. Now that we got the sappy stuff out the way, let's get on to more important business! Ron, did you see the article about Oliver Wood? Maybe we can see one of his matches when you get back. Hermione, I really need you to write that book about girls. Mental, all of you! We have a lot to talk about when you get back, but have fun.

Harry

P.S. Hermione, how do we undo the curse that you put on Marietta? While I don't really feel bad for her St. Mungo's has not been able to reverse the effects of it and Tonks think we should probably undo it before they try to involve the Ministry.

Tonks grabbed the letter and told him that she would probably go to Headquarters then the ministry afterwards and wouldn't be back for a while. Harry was a little upset that she didn't kiss him goodbye, but told himself that she was in a hurry because she was helping him.

Harry started working on his training as soon as she left. He first started working on changing his appearance, using the magazines Tonks had brought him. The process was slow, and required a lot of concentration if he wanted to change more than one feature at a time. Even with complete concentration and no disruptions changing his entire face took nearly an hour. After three hours of working on his Metamorphmagus abilities Harry decided to work on conjuration.

Harry was hoping that he'd be able to summon his protector before to long; he was dying to see what it was. Harry started with trying to conjure up a chair, like he had seen Dumbledore do at the Ministry of Magic last year. After nearly an hour of attempts Harry began to understand why the people at the trial look impressed when Dumbledore had conjured the chair with a quick flick of his wand. Conjuring a single basic and non-stable chair took Harry several minutes of intense concentration, yet Dumbledore had conjured a good looking and comfortable chair with seemingly no effort.

After about two more hours of conjuring different types of chairs Tonks came back and Harry stopped what he was doing. He looked around and was amazed to see how many of his chairs were still standing. Standing was of course a relative term, as several of the chairs were missing parts or lopsided. He began to vanish a few of the chairs but Tonks stopped him and told him to let them stay to see how long they would last.

Harry grabbed some of the food Dobby made that morning and brought it to the table for Tonks and him. They started to eat a small lunch while Tonks told him about how she had to deliver the letter to Ron and Hermione. By the time she had left Ron and Hermione had already left the house and Tonks had to try to catch them at Heathrow. This, she informed him, was not an easy thing to do considering how many people were there.

"It's a good thing I'm a Metamorphmagus and my da was a Muggle, or I never would have been able to do it. They had Bill with them and probably one or two other guards hidden. I had to do some rather fancy foot work in order to find a way to get it to them with out tipping off the guards considering I wasn't really suppose to be there. Ended up having to corner them in an Elevator and give it to them quickly during the ride."

She grinned for a moment and her voice held a bit of pride as she told him, "Bill had been in the elevator as well, but I had his wand in my hand and mine at his neck before he even realized anything had happened!" She chuckled for a moment then continued, "You should have seen there faces! I just told them that it was me and that I had a letter from Harry for Ron and Hermione, gave it to Ron quickly and then apparated away before they could do anything."

Tonks told him that she knew she would be summoned within a few minutes by Mad-Eye, so she just went straight to Headquarters to wait for it. Mad-Eye was furious because this was the second time she'd disobeyed an order this month. She thought it was hilarious because all the Order was furious and giving her all sorts of lectures and stern talks, when they had no idea what she had done or why, just that she had been at the airport.

"But it was worth it just for what happened after Dumbledore arrived! I told Dumbledore the same thing that I had told the rest of the Order, that I had a message from you and that you had wanted them to have before they left on vacation. Dumbledore actually seemed pleased with what I had done. He even thanked me in front of the most the Order!" The pride had crept back into her voice as she spoke about Dumbledore thanking her.

"He did tell me that next time I should tell someone at headquarters first, but he thanked me none the less! Most of the Order was just shocked that I not only did not get in trouble for it, but that he was pleased with me! The looks of their faces alone was worth getting all those lectures. Mad-Eye just looked curious; think he figured out something has changed between you and Dumbledore, but Snape! Oh, Snape was absolutely livid about it all! It was so great; I wish you could have been there!" Harry had to smile at Tonks while she was telling the story, by the end of it she was almost bouncing up and down with enthusiasm. He was reminded of just why Tonks was so different from everyone else. She was so full of life, something that he desperately needed.

During the rest of the day Tonks had Harry practice more on his Metamorphmagi abilities so that they could go out into the public safely. While Harry concentrated on that Tonks began to work on communicating with her protector again. With some coaching from Tonks Harry had managed to improve a bit, but not nearly enough for him. When he voiced his concerns Tonks told him, "You're trying to compare your skill in it with mine Harry. Of course you're not going to do as well as me, I've known since I was a child and have used it almost non-stop for years. Considering you've only known that you're a Metamorphmagi for a couple days, you're doing much better than I expected. You have the basics down you just need to work on changing them quicker and more accurate, but at this rate we'll definitely be able to get you out of here later this week." She then added with a wink, "Now stop delaying and get that cute arse of yours back to work!"

Those comments made Harry feel a bit better, that and the fact that he was actually getting to go out into London in a few days! Unfortunately that mood didn't last to long as Tonks told him they'd be working on Occlumency next. Harry was improving in Occlumency, but it still wasn't enough. He could center his mind on a single image as long as it wasn't too painful. But if it was a painful memory or Tonks tried to search through his mind, he couldn't keep his mind focused. Tonks again told Harry not to worry, that it was still really early, and that he had improved greatly from when they started. As the lesson went on Harry's performance started to degrade dramatically, he was loosing his confidence and was becoming depressed again.

Tonks noticed his mood change and quickly came up with an idea to improve it again. She started using Legimency to search for specific memories, only this time they were the memories of the nights they had shared together. Harry started blushing profusely as he relived his memories. An idea came into his mind as he was watching his memories; he smiled to himself as he was hoping they would both enjoy it thoroughly. Between the idea and the minutes Harry stopped trying to fight it and let the memories take over, enjoying reliving the pleasure.

Tonks' idea for improving his mood worked, but it worked a little to well. After having relived those memories neither one of them was in the mood for training and they spent the next hour enjoying each other and making new memories.