A/N: I'M SO SORRY! Long story short – I lost all access to a computer or laptop and as I discovered on my iPod, there is no way for me to upload a pure text file which led me to despair as realised I couldn't upload at all. I am so unbelievably sorry for this being 3 months late. I only hope that this lives up to your standards as I still wish to play out this story.

To 'Anonymous' please, please, please name yourself because I want to beg your forgiveness for being so late in the apology and to thank you for your constant pleading which urged me to continue despite the lack of a functioning computer.

If anyone knows how to upload text onto FF without uploading a document it would be much appreciated knowledge.

P.S. Sorry for the length of the AN. Enjoy!

Two weeks have passed since she miraculously morphed her hair into a much more attractive form. Lily believed the story that 'clumsy Dora had accidentally permanently changed her hair whilst trying to revert it to its previous state'. Her next target is her nose, which could easily be altered if broken. The fact that she has been considering such drastic measures does not disturb the girl. She is going to become the vision of beauty she has always imagined. The thought of her new found power being unreliable is out of the question. She has been practising changing the colour of her eyebrows all week but not daring to change the shape of anything. What if she couldn't remember the exact shape of her chin and couldn't revert it to its exact state? No, she has to change things one step at a time. What if people work out her secret? There's nothing forbidden about her ability, but it's her own personal talent, a true blessing. No one else is allowed to know about it, especially Lily. Lily is her Plan B. Lovely Lily is and always has been the key to all her problems. Her friendship was the only thing that kept the snakes from eating her alive, that and her surprising blood status. Hufflepuffs are usually the muggleborns, the insignificant ones who never make anything for themselves: they are the leftovers and are quite often left for the dogs to eat them. Professor Sprout means good, but in the end she is still a coward.

"Hey, Remus!" She almost trips over a bench in her attempt to catch up with him. He turns just in time to see a girl with black hair pounding down the corridor.

"Erm, hello," he says politely.

"It's me, Dora, I mean Tonks," she splutters.

"Oh, I almost didn't recognise you," he says, clearly confused at whom he is meant to know. She stands there smiling at him, chewing the corner of her lip. Eventually he breaks the awkward silence.

"Well I have study I need to do..." Her face falls.

"Oh."

"I'll see you around then…Tonks?"

"Yes." He turns and moves towards Gryffindor tower. Of course he doesn't know her, why would he?

Another week passed with her stopping him frequently in the corridors, but it soon became clear that he was trying to escape the brief rendezvous'. He was getting ill as well. Each day he was eating less and less and spending more and more time in Gryffindor tower. One day he didn't turn up to any of their many joint classes.

"Lily, is Remus okay?" Lily brushed a loose auburn hair out of her face and turned to her brewing partner.

"Hmm? Why were you wondering?"

"It's just he hasn't been to any classes recently."

"He caught some kind of bug I think."

"Oh." She continues stirring the olive green substance before opening her lips again.

"Is it serious?" Lily rewinds her wand into her hair, pinning it back roughly so she can pour over the text book.

"Why are you so worried?"

"It's just that you'll have twice as many prefect duties so I'll see you less."

"Well he'll be back soon enough, I'm sure."

"Okay."

The problem is clear, but with her only friendship on the line she is reluctant to risk it. He likes her – Lily that is. She's been watching him and she knows that it's only James Potter's pride that stands between him making a move. He may give off the air of a thorough book worm, but the truth is that he is fascinated with the red head. She overheard James Potter and Sirius Black making a bet about who could get her into bed first, or in Black's words, "I'm not waiting for a bloody bed!"

Each time she attempted a change Remus didn't bat an eyelid at the unfolding rose in front of him. Quicker than expected Dora was becoming Tonks, the girl who didn't give a damn about anything and who would willingly get a detention if it meant she could walk around with purple or blue hair. Or as a jealous Slytherin had put it, 'an attention seeking troll'. Tonks was anything but a troll at that point – her hair was switching regularly in length, curliness and lurid colouring. Lily applauded her friend's newfound bravery although did remind her that there were only a certain number of points she was able to lose before Hufflepuff was out of the house running completely.

Tonks had changed her nose after 'accidently' walking onto the Quiddich pitch during bludger practice, but she was still reluctant to change much else. Lily believed that her overnight growth spurt was due to a potion brewed wrong, but it wasn't only her height that was growing, it was her attitude too.

"Nymphadora Tonks, come here right this moment!" Professor Sprout was reluctant to exercise any authority over the young timid Dora she remembered which left McGonagall to deal with the miscreant.

"What, may I ask have you done to your skirt?" Tonks wriggled her nose at the rather shrill voice, trying to ignore the over pronounced syllables that left her thinly coated in saliva.

"I shortened it Professor."

"Well I can see that," the Scottish dragon replied.

"Mine is no shorter than Sierra Languid's."

"Ten points from Hufflepuff for your attitude, Miss Tonks; a further twenty for your attire. I suggest you sort it out now or I shall be forced to lengthen it down to your toes and embroider a tape measure along the seam." Tonks bit her lip again before muttering a charm under her breath, making the fabric considerably longer.

"Thank you Miss Tonks."

The old Tonks was a distant memory.

Was it okay? I will update the next chapter this week! Cross my heart...