Chapter 3
Wake Up
Moody knocked on the door with his short staff for the third time that day.
TONKS!!
There was still no answer. The shaggy black dog stood on its hind legs and barked loudly.
"Do you thinks she's home?" asked Mr. Weasley who was standing on her stone steps, looking around at her front garden with interest.
"She's either at home and being arrogant or something's wrong…. She is defiantly at home. The Ministry has already confirmed that." Moody knocked on the door a last time.
Lupin looked worriedly at the door, willing Tonks'es smiling face to appear and hurriedly explain that she had tripped on the stair case. Panic threatened to overwhelm him; he quickly walked up the stairs and muttered "Alohamora" at the door past Moody's shoulder. The door instantly clicked opened and slowly swung forward. They all dashed in and Lupin's face was clearly shocked as he looked around at the perfectly clean house that glistened from all corners.
"Humph, it's not like Tonks to have a clean house, strange." said Kingsley Shacklebolt. Lupin acknowledged this with a small grin toward his direction. They all split up and searched the house and found to their surprise all the first floor rooms to be unnaturally clean and un-disturbed. Moody was the first to lead the grave grope up the stairs and through the first door they came by, all expecting to find a dead Tonks lying there.
But what they found surprised them by far. It was Tonks lying fully clothed on her double bed with ear phones over her ears. This room was by far the messiest in the whole house as far as they had seen. Everything was practically everywhere.
"This is more like Tonks" muttered Moody as the black dog pulled the covers off Tonks with his jaws. "Young people and their music!!"
Everybody had looks of relief on their faces and were now grinning broadly at Moody's snide remarks about young people these days. He walked over, concise of everybody's eyes on him, and took the plug that connected the stereo to the earphones out. The room was filled with the sound of hard rock music, that all of them had never heard before. The Black Dog had a wolfish grin spread stupidly across his face.
Muttering darkly Moody stuffed them back into their hole, so that the sleeping Tonks could hear it again. Glancing at her, Moody swiftly turned the knob for the volume so that it was on Full Blast.
Tonks started, her eyes flew open and her hands shot automatically to her head where she pulled the ear phones off at lightening speed. They were hanging around her neck and everybody could hear it as loudly as if it were in their ears. They all started howling with laughter, except Sirius who really was howling. They soon stopped as they saw that her hair was nearly on fire, and her eyes were like laser beams that were ready to chop them in half.
"Rise and shine my lazy friend, we're off to the Ministry for more of you're training, hurry up now, were going to be late." Muttered Moody stumping out of the room the loud clunk of his wooden foot echoing in the silence.
A/N: I will continue working on this story. Review and tell me what you think, it would be encouraging.