Disclaimer: They're still not mine, but maybe one day. Doubt it though.

3 Months Later…

I looked up at the clock on the nightstand and sat up with a jolt. We have an Order meeting today that starts in… shit, it started ten minutes ago. Shit, shit, shit! I'm late again. Only Remus finds this charming. To everyone else it's a constant annoyance. Damn. I didn't bother waking him; he was in no shape to sit through a boring meeting having just gone through a full moon. Running downstairs I burst into the kitchen.

"Sorry, I'm late," I tried to say. Only, it came out as a sort of grunt. Molly screamed. The rest jumped up with their wands pointed straight at me. What the hell is going on? I slowly walked to the fridge. Something wrong with my hair? When I saw my reflection, I yelled, but all that came out was a growl. Staring back at me was a bubblegum pink wolf. Panic hit me. When I practiced I always changed back to myself when I slept. What if I was stuck this way? Oh no, what would Remus think? What have I done?

Carefully, I tried to back out of the room. Looking around I noticed the extent of my predicament. Too many wizards had their wands pointed at me; Moody, Kingsley, Arthur, Bill, Snape. SNAPE! I hope he's a good enough Legilimens to pick up on my thoughts. I'm not really a wolf after all.

I turned my attention toward him. Looking straight into his dark, cold eyes, I concentrated as hard as I could. Snape, it's me, Tonks. I'm not a wolf. Please, tell them I'm not a real wolf. Please. Get them to lower their wands. He just stared at me, wand at the ready. And he calls himself a Legilimens, pathetic. Then I noticed his frown. He had heard me. I tried, as adorably as I could, with my tail wagging and everything, to walk up to him without getting curses thrown at me, when suddenly everyone's attention turned to kitchen door. Everyone's except Snape's. We never broke eye contact until…

"Remus!" Arthur and Molly ran up to him to help him up; he sort of fell through the kitchen door. Dazed, and with Arthur and Molly's help, he stood up. He looked terrible.

"Tonks!" he yelled as he moved toward me, falling on the way. You dummy, can't you see you're too weak. I'm fine. I was about to run to him but someone tried to shoot a spell at me. When Snape pointed his wand at them and yelled, "No!" I knew I was free to rush to Remus. I licked his face as he managed to stand up. I don't know where he found the strength, but somehow he picked me up and carried me out of the kitchen. He put me down on the couch in the parlor. "I'll be right back."

He was only gone a few seconds and returned with a blanket and Molly slowly following, looking terrified.

"Remus, what's going on? Where's Tonks?" He pointed to me and collapsed into an old armchair. "You bit her! You ungrateful piece of… she trusted you! I thought you loved her!"

At that point people from the kitchen were rushing into the parlor. Fred and George pushed past their mother and ran to my side. Fred sat on the couch and pulled me onto his lap and George sat on the floor petting my side.

"Come off it mum, she's not a werewolf," they said at the same time.

"Boys, move away. We don't know how much of Tonks is still there." Molly was clearly not getting the picture.

"Mum, if she were a werewolf," started George.

"Wouldn't Lupin be one right now too?" finished Fred.

"Forgive me Molly, but the boys are right. As dangerous as he is, Lupin didn't bite her, at least not yet." Snape walked into the room and stood in the corner next to the couch. "This is her pathetic attempt to intervene with his transformation. She thinks she can make it better, but the only things that can make it bearable are my Wolfsbane potions. A true Auror would know that."

I growled at him. Pathetic? Do you know how painful this was? I was just trying to help, to understand. If anything I was going above and beyond what any Auror had ever done.

Snape glared, "Of course you were."

I turned my attention to Remus. He was looking at me with an utterly horrified expression. "I'm so sorry Nymphadora. I told you to leave. Why didn't you just leave? What if you're stuck like this. I'll never be able to forgive myself." He cried as he buried his head in his hands.

"Wouldn't have happened if we gave her the love potion instead of Ronnykins," muttered George. I growled and he stopped petting me. Getting off of Fred's lap I purposely walked up to Snape. I'm going behind the couch to try and change back now. I presume I'm going to be naked so if you would just please keep everyone back, I would appreciate it. I hope such a small favor isn't too beneath you. I grabbed the blanket Remus brought in with my mouth and walked behind the couch. It was old and dingy but the back was high and the only thing behind it was a wall. There was just enough room for me. Transforming back was going to hurt, a lot. My new found appreciation for everything Remus has to suffer through during each full moon came back. It hurts more now that I understand the extent of his pain. I really wish there was something I could do.

"What is she doing?" asked Kingsley, who had now joined the small group, along with the rest of the occupants of the kitchen.

"I do believe she is attempting to show off her new found abilities as a true Auror," said Snape as he unexpectedly moved away from the couch. I really thought he'd want to watch, it's not like he hasn't seen me naked. I shuddered at the memory.

There was an audible huh from everyone in the room but Snape ignored them.

First things first Tonks, let's try the hands and feet. Concentrating as hard as I could I willed my claws to retract into regular finger and toe nails. The hair started to disappear and my fingers and toes were becoming more prominent. The pain was excruciating. In my head I heard me screaming, what everyone else heard was more of an animal dying a slow horrible death. I could almost feel Snape's pleasure. Bastard.

"Fred, George, move away from the couch," Arthur managed and I heard them jump off and move across the room.

"Lupin, sit back down, this should prove to be illuminating for us all. Just wait," Snape said. Now I definitely could hear his pleasure behind those words.

"But…"

"Just wait!" Snape hissed at him.

Okay Tonks, that wasn't so bad. Remember to breathe. What's next? I tried to change my hind legs back but it was just too painful. How does Remus do this every full moon? Just try harder Tonks. You don't want him to feel responsible for this. He'll never forgive himself. With that thought I tried again and this time I managed to break the bones of all four legs. I was sure everyone could hear it. It sounds complicated but it's not really any different than changing my hair. The only real difference is that bones are solid and therefore much more resilient to change. Not to mention the pain. The pain was unbearable. For a moment I was sure I was dying.

"Tonks!" There was a collective cry from everyone in the room, except one.

"Wait!" he hissed again.

"What the hell Professor, what aren't you telling us?" yelled George.

"Yeah, what do you know that we don't?" questioned Fred.

"In case you all have forgotten I am a skilled Occlumens and Legilimens and though Nymphadora stupidly changed into an animal, I can still communicate with her thoughts. Now, if you all could keep your foolish feelings to yourself and just wait."

Thanks Snape. I flexed my arms and legs and there were four distinct cracks where the bones popped back into shape, which left a minuscule feeling of relief. The fur was going away with every follicle leaving behind a droplet of blood and my vertebrae were realigning. I was still howling in pain, but it was getting easier. I thought the tail would be easy, simple transfiguration, but I was wrong. It hurt just as much. Why though? Oh right, the bones. I left the easiest part for last. Morphing my face was easy because I used to change my nose all the time to make the kids laugh. A pig's snout and a duck's bill have no bones though, so I knew it was going to be just as painful as the rest. Scrunching my face, I felt my nose and mouth grow smaller and my ears felt less pointed. The teeth and jaw were painful, but not as much as the limbs. I noticed my screaming was sounding more like me and less like an animals. The hair on my face disappeared and I felt the hair on my head cascade down my back. I didn't bother to worry about my eyes. I change their color every day. I was too weak to speak, too weak to move. My body was on fire and I felt sticky from the blood. All my muscles were spasming but at least it was over.

Snape… SNAPE!

"Yes… Nymphadora?"

I, I think I'm done. Can you please tell Remus? And Snape, thank you. You're really not so bad you know.

"The silly girl is finished," Snape said to Remus. "If it comforts you, I'm pretty sure she's still sane. Good evening… Nymphadora."

Using all the strength I had left I barely managed a whisper, "Don't call me Nymphadora."

"You're welcome," he said smugly.

I felt someone pull the blanket over me and pick me up. Everyone gasped. I saw my reflection in the glass bookshelf. The parts of my body that were visible were covered in blood and bruises. I looked like I got hit by the Knight Bus. My eyes glanced up to Remus' reflection. He looked like he was going to be sick, but instead he calmly walked out of the room with me in his arms and headed upstairs. The last thing I saw was Snape, who looked incredibly entertained. I seriously hate that man.

Well that it's for this chapter. If anyone wished to drop me a review that would be lovely.