A/N Terribly sorry for the delay. :p High school is kicking my ass. Anyways, I've gotten requests from numerous people asking to make Tonks evil. Now, I wouldn't make her EVIL, but I would give her a reason to hate Harry. Yay or nay? Review and tell me, loves! Nothing is set yet. Sorry this isn't too long. Originally, I was going to put my next two chapters together, but I decided against it. Expect thsober chapter soon, for I'm on a muse! :) Review!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

"You had absolutely no idea?"

"Not at all." He lied.

"It doesn't make sense to me, father. I'm an Auror, and I expected nothing," She sobbed, "Mad Eye said he saw through the entire time. There was a Dark Mark! A real live Dark Mark that you would see one someone like... Some one like," She sputtered, "Antonin Dolohov! A Dark Mark! How did you not see it?"

Ted was sure his face had gone white by now. How was he supposed to get out of this one? He saw 'Dromeda apply that potion every once and awhile, but he couldn't dare tell Dora that. He had already said he had no suspicions of her ordeal, and explaining such a thing would confess his lie. Not turning a Death Eater into the Order has almost the same consequences as being one.

"She had a strange sort of lotion she rubbed on her left forearm, but I had never seen it." That's a lie. He had seen her mark numerous times when she would forget to apply that odd potion. Ted had seen how every feature in her face would turn to anguish, her arms would tremble, and her veins would distend like worms. Seeing this only before Voldemort's fall and presently, Ted had his suspiscions.

Of course, there were Andromeda's disappearances as well. He suspected where she might have been off to, but he had little proof.

The only type of proof he received was from her mother asking to have little Nymphadora over for the night. The letter had been delivered by what Ted assumed to be the Black Family Owl, as it bared the crest Ted had so often seen on some of Andromeda's belongings. Of course, it wouldn't even be considered proof that she was a Death Eater. It could just mean 'Dromeda's parents tossed aside their beliefs for awhile to feel for their grandchild.

"She must've had something to cover it. Then after You-Know-Who's downfall, she wouldn't need it, would she? The Dark Mark disappeared from every Death Eaters's arm. Probably the only reason Lucius Malfoy save him and his family's arses."

"He is your uncle, you know."

"I don't need a reminder of that, father," She sniffed, "I was looking at a photo album a few weeks back, and I found something rather peculiar, uh," She blinked, "A picture of... Of... Of me with," She paused, "Well, I don't really know who they are, but," She sighed, "Here! Lemme just show you!"

She ran from the room as Ted blinked confusedly and raised an eyebrow. His daughter had been acting a bit strange as of late. Well, a bit stranger than usual. A picture of her? Well, if it was a picture of herself, shouldn't she know who she was with?

"Here! Here!" She stumbled in, tripping on an abandoned shoe on the way. "I'm pretty small here, but I know it's me because not many babies have pink hair."

It was most certainly Dora. She was being held by an aging woman with lips so thin they were almost nonexistent, and there was a man with coal black hair waving enthusiastically from behind the couch.

"This is what I wanted to show you," She moved his thumb out of the way and pointed at a flutter of platinum blonde hair in the top right hand corner of the picture. "I know that hair. I'd know it anywhere."

"Who is it?"

"Narcissa Malfoy."

"Bleedin' Christ! Andromeda, the boss'll be pissed!"

"Antioch-,"

"Scabior! Scabior! You know it's Scabior!"

"So my brother sold ya out, did he, love? Sounds downright like him." Greyback sneered.

"I didn't even know you had a family. Weren't you... Raised by wolves?" She chose her words carefully, for if she said one word wrong, he could easily strike her.

His eyes widened, and his mouth opened, revealing impressive sized fangs. "Why you little," He stopped himself, "Say something like that again, dearie, and I'll be forced to bite ya."

"Bite my sister, and I'll bite you, Greyfag." Bellatrix said as she came into the foyer.

"Greyfag? What in the-,"

"You're not in this conversation. Now, what the hell are you doing here?" She frowned.

"The Order found me out. Be glad I like you because I should kick your insane arse right now! You just had to blow out his eye, didn't you?"

"That would've been me, love." Rodolphus said grinning sheepishly, holding a flask full on some sort of alcohol. "Couldn't help but listen in. Need a little rum, darling?" He said, transfiguring a nearby flower pot into a small glass before she could even respond.

"Rum-soaked bastard." Bellatrix murmured as he handed Andromeda a newly filled vial.

"Everything is better with rum, Bella."

"It's his new obsession." Bellatrix informed her, chuckling a bit.

"Rum's delicious." Scabior said, peeking from behind a bookcase.

"Get OUT!" Bellatrix shouted, shooting a nonverbal spell in his direction.

His eyes widened, he fell to the ground before the bookcase shattered against the floor.

"Would you people stop destroying my house?" Narcissa shouted from upstairs, most likely using Sonorus.

"She seems pleasant." Andromeda whispered.

"She's got a lot on her mind. Rod, Rab, me, Scab and the Fag are all staying here, and on occasion, the Dark Lord. I'm assuming you'll be staying too?"

She nodded blankly. "Imagine if Mad Eye would've grabbed a hold of me. Would've been dead where I stand. And Dora, oh Dora..." Andromeda face palmed and chugged the rest of her rum.

"She'll see sense soon, Andy. We should probably tell Cissy that you're staying while she's in a good mood."

"You sure she has room for me?" Andromeda asked while Rod poured her more rum into her glass.

"Of course she does! If not, you can sleep with me and Rod!"

"... She can?" Rod squeaked as he held his glass tightly in his hand.

"Yes, yes she can."

Rod nodded softly, taking a particular interest in his shoes.

"Or Rab," She said, fluttering her eyes suggestively. "C'mon Andy! It'll be just like old times."

"Alright, I'll be-," Andromeda looked down to see that her glass had disappeared from hand. Looking up, she saw a drip of rum hanging off of Rodolphus's lips. He wiped his face quickly with the back of his sleeve and tried to look convincing.

"Where has the rum gone?"

"Elizabeth burned it." Rod spoke clearly.

Bellatrix blinked, before sending her husband a You're-Insane-Look. Rod realized his mistake, blinked quickly, and scurried from the room.

A/N Anyone see the POTC reference in there? Don't forgot about Tonks! You're opinions?