A/N: Tonks learned the names of the Dursleys from Remus or Sirius. So if you are obsessed about every little detail, I'm just letting you know.

Tonks's POV

I sighed as I went to meet Remus and Mad-Eye. We were meeting at Kings' Cross. These past few days have been hectic. I was ready for summer to begin. Not that it won't end. He was back, and the ministry has been through a ton of stuff. We are trying to fire Fudge (no complaints there) and the Aurors are working so hard to catch any Death Eaters or Him.

This work is good for me. It helps me forget about that battle. Well, most of the time it helps. The Aurors seem to know that Kingsley and I were there, so I was getting badgered with questions. I just said that Bellatrix knocked me out early (which is true), and I don't remember much.

I dressed in Muggle clothing, with my hair a bright bubblegum pink. Kingsley convinced me that if I stay with my natural routine, I'll get better. I haven't been feeling too swell lately. So, here I was, at Kings' Cross, pretending to be okay. I stood with Remus and Mad-Eye, as I watched Arthur and Molly fuss over Fred and George. After the initial rage that Molly felt when she heard that they dropped out, she seemed like she tolerated their joke shop business now. Then, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny came out of the brick wall.

Molly ran forward. "Ron, Ginny! Oh, and Harry dear—how are you?"

"Fine," Harry said, although I knew he was lying.

Ron went to talk to his brothers.

"What are they supposed to be?" he asked, pointing at their jackets.

"Finest dragon skin, little bro. Business is booming and we thought we'd treat ourselves." said either Fred or George.

Remus went to talk to Harry. "Hello, Harry."

"Hi, I didn't expect . . . what are you all doing here?"

"Well, we thought we might have a little chat with your aunt and uncle before letting them take you home."

"I dunno if that's a good idea."

Mad-Eye growled, "Oh I think it is. That'll be them, will it Potter?" He pointed to a group of people that must be the Dursleys.

"Ah, Harry!" exclaimed Arthur. "Well—shall we do it, then?"

"Yeah, I reckon so, Arthur," said Mad-Eye.

We walked over to the Dursleys. Arthur started talking. "Good afternoon. You might remember me, my name's Arthur Weasley."

Molly joined in. "We thought we'd just have a few words with you about Harry." The Dursleys reactions were so funny. Vernon was very pink. Petunia was frightened. And Dudley was not right in the head.

Mad-Eye nodded. "Yeah. About how he's treated when he's at your place."

Stupid Vernon retorted with, "I am not aware that it is any of your business what goes on in my house—"

"I expect what you're not aware of would fill several books, Dursley."

We were getting nowhere, so I cut in. Apparently, Petunia seemed so horrified by my pink hair, she closed her eyes. "Anyway, that's not the point. The point is, if we find out you've been horrible to Harry—"

"—and make no mistake, we'll hear about it," added Remus.

Arthur nodded. "Yes, even if you won't let Harry use the fellytone—"

"Telephone," whispered Hermione.

Mad-Eye grimaced. "Yeah, if we get any hint that Potter's been mistreated in any way, you'll have us to answer to."

Vernon was being really stupid now. "Are you threatening me, sir?"

"Yes, I am."

"And do I look like the kind of man who can be intimidated?"

"Well . . ." Mad-Eye revealed his messed up eye, which had been hidden behind a bowler hat the whole time. "Yes, I'd have to say you do, Dursley." Mad-Eye turned to Harry. "So, Potter . . . give us a shout if you need us. If we don't hear from you for three days in a row, we'll send someone along . . ." which extracted a whimper from Petunia. "'Bye then, Potter."

Remus nodded. "Take care, Harry. Keep in touch."

Molly hugged Harry. "Harry, we'll have you away from there as soon as we can."

"We'll see you soon, mate," said Ron.

Hermione nodded, "Really soon, Harry. We promise."

Harry left, and then Hermione had to leave. Remus, Mad-Eye, and I said goodbye to the Weasleys and left.