Chapter 2
Her music
Tonks jogged down the pathway leading toward her street. She felt frustrated, angry, upset and most of all lonely. Her hair had turned to the bright color of flames, making passers by stare. Ignoring them she quickly made her way to her house and bolted the doors shut tight. Her house was two story in a simple neighborhood, that consisted of Muggles and a few wizards that had nice simple little cottages with well kept gardens out the front.
A colorful array of flowers bloomed out the front of Tonks house, with a well kept lawn, that welcomed visitors warmly. Though she didn't really want any visitors, anymore. She had two bedrooms, one for herself and one with a daybed in it, was where she usually kept all her books, it was an attic room high up with shelves of books, like a small library. The door to that room was usually kept shut. Her bathroom, kitchen and living room were exceptionally clean, even for herself. The fireplace was crackling in the grate magically, casting a warm glow on the room.
There was one room though that she spent a lot of time in. It was where she kept all her files for her job, and all her notes for the Dark Arts, she called it her study, the room was probably the most used in her whole house.
Dashing up the stairs two at a time she flung open her bedroom door and slammed it shut. Out of all the rooms, her bedroom was the messiest, apart from her study; they were the two main rooms she used. Cloths lay on the floor everywhere and books on Dark Magic lay in places even she couldn't reach sometimes. CD covers of Bands such as the "Weird Sisters" were scattered around a muggle stereo that she used for some of her muggle CD's. Though she wouldn't admit it to Sirius she was a big fan of muggle music and loved their bands such as Fall Out Boy, Thirty Seconds To Mars and Evanescence.
She jumped on her un-made bed and got under the covers. Turning her stereo on with her wand she put her ear phones on and listened to Fall Out Boy, full blast. Lying there she looked around at all her posters of different bands moving all over her walls. Listening to the heavy rock sound pounding in her ears, she suddenly felt angry. Very Angry.
She felt angry at the Order of the Phoenix members for not caring about her (especially Lupin).
She felt angry at Bellatrix and felt as though right now she would have killed her with her bare hands.
She was angry at her mother, for not telling her her father had died, and that Bellatrix had been out to get her, she was angry at her father for dieing.
She was angry at the world for hating her and all she wanted to do was kill everyone. She became violent, aggressive and rage burned in her eyes which soon turned a blood red.
She fell asleep like that, hair on fire, eyes liquid red, her temper flaring and her head beating to the rthym of the music. Swearing to herself that she would kill her Aunt…. She would kill Bellatrix Lestraige, even if it meant she would have to die in the end. And nobody was going to get in her way.
A/N: Sorry if it wasnt that great, but im writing future chapters, for anyone who wants to read it.