Dobby and Kreacher, the houselves were stood in front of him. Kreacher was mumbling under his breath viciously and Dobby smiling broadly, a bright purple and yellow belt around his waist in addition to his usual collection of eclectic clothing.

"House-elves?" Arabella said confused.

"Dobby! Kreacher!" Harry said surprised "What are you doing here?" Dobby answered at once

"We is sent by headmistress McGonagall, sir. She is sending us to protect you sir." Harry noticed Mrs Figg waiting for an introduction.

"Oh right sorry. Arabella this is my friend Dobby and my house-elf Kreacher." Dobby's eyes welled up with tears

"I…is your friend Harry Potter sir?"

"Of course Dobby" Harry smiled

"Thanks you sir!" Dobby said rushing forward and hugging Harry round the legs. Harry patted him awkwardly on the head as Dobby cried.

"And…uh…how are you Kreacher?" Harry said making an effort to include the houself.

"I is hating you sir, and hating my work sir and I hates the other houselves sir." Kreacher said bitterly.

"That's not a very nice thing to say." Arabella protested.

"Oh my! First mudbloods is speaking to Kreacher, and then squibs. What would mistress say? What would mistress say to the state poor Kreacher is in now?" he continued muttering.

"I'm so sorry Mrs Figg…Arabella. Kreacher is slightly…bad-mannered, I inherited him from my godfather, and he'd been taking orders from a mad portrait for years." Harry explained. "Kreacher apologise." He ordered.

"I doesn't want to." Kreacher whined under his breath for a moment before he suddenly said

"Sorry Mrs Arabella." However the expression on Kreacher's face suggested he wanted nothing better then to strangle her. Harry turned back to Dobby who had stopped crying and was now grinning broadly at his friend. "Dobby did they give you a message for me or anything?" Harry asked him. Dobby shook his head making his ears flap slightly

"No sir. We is told to come here and protect you until you is picked up sir." Dobby said.

"I'm going to make some tea does anyone want one?" Arabella asked

"Yes please." Harry answered feeling it would be rude to refuse.

"Dobby?" Arabella asked

"Of course miss." He started walking towards the door that led to the kitchen before Mrs Figg realised what he doing.

"Oh no Dobby, dear, I was offering you a cup I'll make it." Dobby looked slightly gobsmacked

"You…is offering to make tea…for me? Well thank you miss, I would likes that." He accepted.

"Kreacher, would you like a cup of tea?" Mrs Figg asked wary of the answer.

"No." he said quickly before adding in an undertone "I wouldn't want anything from a squib, a filthy squib." Arabella said nothing but went to the kitchen. Dobby looked sorrowfully at Harry.

"I is sorry for Kreacher's rudeness sir. I has been trying to teach him better manners howsever it is not working."

"It's ok Dobby, I know Kreacher is rude." Harry said and left it at that.

About ten minutes later while everyone was sipping their tea in an anxious yet comfortable silence. There was a knock at the door and everyone froze.

"I shall get's it sir, miss."

"What if it's a muggle?" Harry asked.

"I'll get it you three stay here out of sight I'll call you if I need your help." Mrs Figg said standing up. The caller knocked again.

"Alright, Alright I'm coming I'm coming." Arabella called as she walked up to the door. "Who's there?" she called as she looked through the peephole and saw an older woman she didn't recognise.

"Wotcher, I'm Phoenix, Trudy Phoenix. And I'd like to show you our brand new range of vacuum cleaners. May I come in?" Mrs Figg looked at the woman, scrutinising the stranger before saying

"Go Away."

"What about our vacuum cleaners? They suck the dust and clean your carpet like magic!" she said pointedly. Arabella opened the door slightly with the chain still on.

"What did you say your name was?"

"Trudy Phoenix of Phoenix limited. I can even order you a vacuum cleaner now if you wish." Phoenix said smiling. Mrs Figg eventually caught on to the idea and replied

"Well my old one isn't working so well anymore, I'll take a look." She unchained the door and stood back to let the woman in. Tonks metamorphosed back into her usual form only with electric blue hair. Arabella turned around from replacing all the lock and jumped as she saw the woman had completely changed in appearance.

"So what do you want here?" Mrs Figg asked the now much younger woman.

"I'm here for Harry." Tonks replied

"Harry who?" Arabella responded casually.

"Harry Potter." Tonks said slowly

"Why do you think he's here?"

"He told a friend of mine he was here." Tonks said wondering what in the name of Merlin was going on.

"How did he tell you?"

"By mirror" Arabella visibly relaxed

"Ok come through" she said leading the way to the living room. Harry stood and smiled broadly

"Hi Tonks" Tonks scrutinised him and said

"Mind if I ask you a few questions?"

"Sure go ahead." Harry said warily.

"What was the first thing I ever said to you?"

"I don't know probably 'wotcher Harry' or something i guess." Harry shrugged.

"What grade owl did you get in your defence against the dark arts?"

"Outstanding." Harry replied swiftly. Tonks took out a sheet of parchment and read the next question

"Who singed their eyebrows performing Wingardium Leviosa?"

"Seamus in our first year."

"What does Arthur call molly when they are alone together?" Tonks frowned wondering why Harry would know the answer to that question.

"Uh…Mollywobbles" Tonks glanced at Harry in disbelief

"And finally where is a bezoar found and why did you find it useful twice last year?" Harry felt slightly sick at the thought of bezoars, Snape had first mentioned them to him and then he had read about them in a potions book that had once belonged to the half-blood prince who had once been Snape also.

"A bezoar is a stone from the stomach of a goat and I used it to save Ron's life and…and… I showed it to Slughorn instead of attempting a complicated potion." Tonks nodded

"Nice to see you again Harry" she smiled

"So do we know what we are going to do about the deatheaters yet?" Tonks nodded once more.

"We're sending a team in now as we speak. They'll let us know when everything is clear."

"So, Tonks how have you been?"

"Good thanks."

"How's the order? Have there been any interesting developments?" Harry asked making conversation.

"Depends what you mean by interesting." Tonks teased.

"Have you caught up with Snape yet?" The atmosphere in the room became rapidly tense as Harry said those few words and Tonks smile vanished.

"Uh…no Harry…I'm sorry. We haven't heard a word about Snape or Malfoy; they are…lying low as it were." A tense silence followed and was brought to an abrupt end by Harry's mirror which was calling him in Mr Weasley's voice. Harry opened it and the first word Mr Weasley said was

"Matilda"

"I'm sorry Mr Weasley I don't understand." Harry said confused.

"It's the codeword Harry. Waltzing." Tonks explained.

"It's safe to apparate here, Nymphadora but tell Harry to wear his cloak." Mr Weasley said.

"Sure thing, see you in a minute Arthur." Tonks said before closing the mirror and handing it back to Harry.

"Thanks for looking after young Harry Mrs Figg." Tonks said standing up "You two house-elves back to Hogwarts."

"Thanks for helping me Arabella." Harry said standing ready to follow Tonks.

"Oh, anytime dears. And call me Arabella." She added to Tonks. "You're always welcome here whenever you want to drop by." Arabella said eagerly and Harry felt pity for the woman again, thinking how lonely she must be.

"Thank you Arabella." He said again and He and Tonks disapparated to Privet Drive.