A/N- Ok I feel like crap, last chapter, break lines weren't coming up so it seemed all bungled, no I don't have OCD, I just feel bad. I'm gonna try it this time. But please read. This chapter focuses on Tonks' mum, even though she can be quite old-fashioned and the polar opposite of Tonks, she's her mother and Tonks finds out that her mom can be quite, well, motherly. Always remember, blood's thicker than water, whether you like it or not. -Spazzy Magee

"How's it coming dear?"

"About as great as a hippogriff in a tea shop..." Was the mumbled reply, dripping with sarcasm.

Tonks and her mother were at 'Miss Norma's' the next day just as Andromeda had planned on. At the moment the young witch was desperately trying to get on a green pastel ball dress. After choosing a few good curse words to mutter under her breath, she finally got the thing on.

"Well come on out Dora." Her mum said as Tonks informed her she was ready.

As Tonks stepped out, she heard a rather dramatic gasp come from her mother, "Oh, Dora! Your, well you! Oh look at you!" It was true, while in the dressing room she basically let go of keeping her pink hair, instead it was a smooth black reaching to her back, and her eyes a misty blue.

The next thing Tonks knew she was dragged into a bone crushing hug, that she thought was only possible to receive from Mrs. Weasley. "Well now that I know what to do with your complexion, try these on!" She dumped a pile of dresses into Tonks' arms, and shoved her back inside.

An exhausting while later

Tonks had seen just about every color of the rainbow in the last couple of hours, and was just about ready to take another plum purple dress and transform it into a stick (If there was such a spell.) to beat someone with.

"Alright, for the love of Merlin, please be the last dress for today." Tonks spoke to the current dress in her arms, as if it were going to reply back and promise her it was.As she easily zipped up the dress Tonks had a feeling her dress shopping day was coming to an end. Smoothing the dress out she looked into the mirror. It was made out of flowing navy blue material, with a thin silver trim that brought out the blues color. Although it was strapless, she felt comfortable in it, knowing that she wasn't going to fall out.

Feeling confident, she strode out of her dressing room, and twirled slowly for her mum sitting adjacent from her.Said mother, tapped her chin then smiled. "That dress looks perfect on you. I would say get it, but what do you think?" Andromeda asked of her daughter.

Tonks blanked, not really expecting her mom to ask for her opinion even it was a dress for herself.Tonks regained her composure, and walked over to the mirror, after a few minutes she looked to her mom. "I like it, I actually do."The next thing Tonks knew her mother had wrapped her arm around her. Andromeda stared into the mirror.

"You know Dora, you look so stunning." Andromeda moved in front of Tonks and stared her straight in the eyes. "I might not show it but, I'm so proud of you. You get wonderful grades, your kind to others. You may get into trouble sometimes, but you're my daughter and no matter what you do I'll always support you and love you." Andromeda said hugging her daughter, Tonks gave a small smile and hugged her mom back just as hard.

"Now stay here while I go find some just as stunning shoes, and don't worry I won't get you heels." Then her mother walked out of the dressing rooms to go snatch some shoes from the store. Tonks stood there eyeing the dress as if it were to be a symbol of what her mother had just told her.

Tonks sighed and smiled, "Guess she isn't that bad all the time."

Tonks contemplated over things as she waited for her mum, until a loud obnoxious whistle shattered her silent reverie. In a whirl of blue Tonks stood up and searched for the lips that had sung the tune. She found them, and then wanted to rip them off the face of who they belonged to, no matter how cute people thought he was.

Who else could it have been, Victor Hughes standing adjacent from her in the entrance of the woman's dressing room. Tonks seriously thought her luck was down in the darkest hole, or that Victor had become her stalker. She really couldn't hope for the latter. Snatching her wand, Tonks held it steady pointing at him ready to fling any curse.

Though, really wasn't going to because she wasn't of age until late August. But it never hurt to pretend, did it?

"Didn't your mum teach you any manners, Hughes?" Tonks huffed. As he advanced into the dressing room, and closer to herself.

"Yes, as a matter of fact she did. I remember her telling me always to compliment a lady friend. Though I must say Nymphadora you look so ravishingI don't know if we can be friends much longer." Victor said silkily taking a large step forward, closing the gap between Victor and her wands tip. Tonks gave it a small flick as a warning.

Victor seemed unfazed and only smirked more. "Come now, we both know that you don't come of age for another 2 months, Nymphadora." He said simply, while Tonks completely blanked.

"How do-" Victor cut her question off.

"I have my ways. Besides if I told you how, there would be no fun in it."He said, pushing Tonks' wand arm out of his pathway to her.

"Why do you like me Hughes? Why not go after the tall, blonde, beautiful girls that would love to be an item with you? I know some that just talk about you for hours, I could give you their names." Tonks said in a sing song voice, buying time.

"That's just it. Your different, although I could get any girl in school, I want you, and with your gift what guy wouldn't? But also, your witty and funny. Why do you think Weasley follows you around like a house elf?" Victor said raising an eyebrow.

"Because he's my friend, not that you would know what that's all about!" Tonks shot back, her wand flicking slightly, if she were to get a trial for obliviating this guy into a million pieces, it would be worth it. Anger flamed up in her as she looked at his flawless face.

'What if guys would only want me for that? What if Charlie..."

Tonks quickly shoved that out of her mind for now. And looked back at Victor with a ferocious glare. She balled up her fist ready to deck him if it came to that.

All of a sudden, Victor completely closed the gap between himself and Tonks with a snatching of her hand and a quick yank that pulled her close to him. A little too close for herself, but all too welcoming for Victor. Tonks felt alone without her wand, that fell to floor from the abrupt motion. Trying to kick him was impossible due to the dress. So she stood there in his vice like grip.

"Get off of me, I swear I'll scream." Tonks hissed through gritted teeth. Victor hushed her.

"Hmm, come on Nymph' one kiss and I'll promise to go?" He asked batting his eyelashes.

Tonks snorted, "In your dreams." Struggling against him. Victor decided to make the first move and slowly inclined his head downwards, Tonks turned her face away, preparing the worst until...

"OH! Nymphadora! These are wonderful!" Resounded from the hall, along with the clicking of heels on tile approaching at a steady pace.

Tonks loved her mother today more than any day in the past 4 years.

Throwing on her trademark smirk, she yanked away in a swift motion from Victor. He turned on his heel and walked out of the room right as the oblivious Andromeda walked in clinging to a pair of shoes.Tonks sighed a breath of relief as she tried the shoes on. Andromeda said that Tonks looked simply gorgeous in the shoes and proceeded to the cashier.

The two Tonks women walked out of the store. Andromeda sighed happily as Tonks nearly knocked over a stack of cauldrons outside the apothecary. Once again Andromeda had that faraway twinkle in her eyes. Once Tonks regained balance, and maintained her dignity her mother sighed again.

"All those boys will be all over you! I'll have to use my broom to shoo them away. Maybe you'llfind a nice young man, fall in love and settle down with him." She said, nearly coming to tears. Tonks couldn't help but smile while rolling her eyes, although while wishing for a broom to beat Hughes within an inch of hislife with.

"Oh and I want you to find an escort to the party. I don't want you going alone, I'm sure Charles or Michael would be happy to take you." Andromeda continued. Tonks took a little while to register who the heck she was talking about.

"Alright, I was planning on writing them letters tonight anyways." Tonks said, readjusting the boxes in her arms.

Once at Tonks house.

Tonks dumped the boxes onto her pile of covers that was her bed and then made her way over to her desk.Pulling out a piece of parchment, an ink well with a quill she sat down to write.Starting out with a quick note to Torry, concerning dresses, the plan, and other non-important thingsWendelinher brown tawny owl hooted with excitement as she saw Tonks put the note in an envelope.

"Just wait, I've got two more for you, once you deliver them you can stay out all night." With that Wendelin grew restless, her feathers ruffling.

Tonks scribbled a note to Mike, poking jokes at him about his dress robes and what not. Stuffing that into an envelope she began on Charlie's. Sittingthere, she twirled the now dry quill in her fingers, her head resting on her hand.

"Why do you think Weasley follows you around like a house-elf?"

Tonks groaned out of frustration, and laid her headon to her workspace. When she came back up the wet ink on the parchment worked as a glue. Tonks ripped the parchment off her forehead, and wiped a backwards 'Charlie' in blue ink off her head also. Deciding to get it over withshe wrote the letter.

Hey Charlie,

Went shopping today, wasn't all that bad had a 'bonding experience' with mum. I never knew she could be so warm and loving in one go. I also had a run in with Hughes while shopping too. He really got to me this time, literally and mentally. I know, I know, I shouldn't have but usually he doesn't have anything to say worth 2 knuts. He went on about my gift, and how people are just friends because of that. Charlie I know this seems stupid, but is that why you befriended me? I feel horrible for asking that, but is it true? Even if it is, I don't care you're my best mate. Also, if your not completely angry at me, my mum was wondering if you could 'escort' me to the bloody ball. I hope your doing alright. I asked the others how they're coming along with the stuff, hope your spell isn't as hard as it seems. Well, I better send this off before Wendelin sheds all her feathers from excitement, poor bird. Take care Charlie.

-Love,

N. Tonks

Tonks slid the letter into an envelope carefully. Sealing it, she scraped up the other two envelopes then let Wendelin out of her cage. The bird hooted gleefully as Tonks handed her the letters. Once the excited owl was out of eyesight from her two story window, Tonks fell back onto her bed, lightly squishing the boxes with her arm. Growling, she snatched a pillow and punched the center as hard as she possible could. Content with the stress relief, she gripped the feathery purple mass and laid her head down to sleep.

I know, that letter up there wasn't a masterpiece. But think about it, she's a teenager she is not going to write a letter like it's being a passage into her soul. I made it simple and realistic. Well, realistic to me. Most things we teenagers say, don't make any sense, that's life for you.

Anyways, what do you think is going to happen? If your right I'll give you a cookie. And trust me I put things right on the spot, I make a twist in the plot so fast, and come undone so fast your head will spin. Not that there is going to be any twists...

I think the story is going to be rather short. Not like next chapter it's over, but around 5-6. Seven if I get thoughts sorted out. I'm working on life, an original story, this, and stupid crap that I can't concentrate, and want to fling everything into whatever I'm writing. Though, I will admit Victor Hughes is based on someone. Ok enough of my rambling. But I do have to say, check out A Link in Magic. On my name, but written by a good friend. Please? I beg, please!

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