Waking up always sucked, in Tonks' opinion. Especially when you had slept soundly and you were all cosy and warm. Which she had been. But now her body suddenly felt like it should be awake even though she had no work today. Her alarm hadn't gone off and sun wasn't streaming in - the ratty curtains her apartment came with were thankfully pulled over enough to prevent that. Why had she even woken up?

Tonks' eyes blearily opened only to see two sets of eyes staring at her. There was only one sensible reaction she could have to that.

"Argh!" She exclaimed, falling to the floor.

This was not a good way to wake up. Why did she always fall off something when she was started awake? Couldn't she sit up or something? It would be a lot less painful. But, no, she had to be clumsy, even when sleeping.

But she wasn't sleeping anymore. No. She was awake. Wide awake.

"Good morning, sunshine," her father's cheerful voice broke through her thoughts and she became aware of her mother tutting at her at the same time.

"What are you doing here?"

Not exactly the most welcoming greeting but that was hardly her fault. Who just loomed over a person while they slept like some sort of creepy weirdo? Especially when the creepy people were your parents! Really?

"Making sure that you're coming over today," Ted said, apparently unconcerned by the way he and his wife had done that.

Tonks folded her arms and glared. "I said that I was!"

And she kept her promises. Especially when it involved her getting a homeworker meal. Oh, and seeing her parents, of course.

"You didn't come home last week because you were so exhausted," Andromeda reminded her. "We just thought we should check if you were feeling up to it today."

Tonks fell back against the sofa and groaned.

"And you couldn't have sent a letter or made a floo call or something?"

"Is this flat even set up for the Floo?" Ted asked, eyeing the definitely never been used fireplace on the opposite wall. "That's probably something you should look into."

"I can apparate. It's no big deal," Tonks said dismissively.

She did not want to waste any of her free time being tied up with the Floo Department. That would take far too long and her free time was extremely precious these days. And was mainly being used for sleeping. Moody was training her hard. She thought that her body was going to get used to all the physical and magical exertion but it had yet to do so. Hence the collapsing at the end of every day and sleeping whenever she possibly could. Being awake was only for refuelling so she wasn't as exhausted the next day.

And it had been working for her. She hadn't collapsed or anything. Which was good. Apparently, Mainwaring had just the other day - from dehydration or something. No one could get their story straight when it came to that incident. Tonks didn't want that to happen to her so she made sure she drank enough water and ate when she could.

It was supposed to get easier, apparently. The second- and third-year students assured them that your body eventually got used to the stress they had to put it under and you'd be able to function somewhat like a normal human after training. Which was something to look forward to but none of them had got there quite yet. Tonks was starting to think that the older trainees were lying to them because there was no way your body got used to all of this.

"You know better than to apparate when you're sleepy," Andromeda scolded her. "You don't want your weekend to be taken up by healing from a splinching, do you?"

"You'd be aching for days," Ted added unhelpfully.

He'd dealt with more than a few severe splinchings - always made for an amazingly gruesome story over the dinner table when she was younger, much to her mother's disdain. Tonks had loved them. Not that that meant she wanted to become one of those stories. And she'd managed to give herself a few minor splinches when she'd taken her Apparition lessons. Those hadn't been fun. Actually, they had been really weird. It was more the panic of seeing a part of you separated from your body that got her.

Anyway, Tonks hadn't intended on ever apparating while tired, thank you very much. Her mother was correct, she did know better.

"I was going to come over for lunch and dinner! I wouldn't be sleepy then. I would have been awake for a few hours by then."

She did not appreciate the sceptical looks that were currently being sent her way. It didn't matter that she was probably lying through her teeth and she most certainly would have woken up minutes before lunch. And not due to an arm but probably due to a hungry stomach. That didn't mean that her parents shouldn't believe her!

"I was!"

Ted shook his head. "Dora, I don't think you were even going to wake up in time for dinner."

"I would have made it on time!" She exclaimed.

Andromeda raised a sceptical eyebrow.

"I would have!"

"You do realise that it is eleven o'clock."

"Which is still the morning. And you have lunch at half twelve!"

"Nymphadora, you were still sound asleep when we came," Andromeda said in exasperation.

"I was going to wake up soon," she tried to say convincingly.

Her parents gave her sceptical looks. Yeah, she didn't believe herself either. She had been exhausted and that had been a pretty good sleep that she'd been in.

"I was!"

"Of course, you were, sweetheart," Andromeda said condescendingly.

Right. It was time to change the subject. It felt like all they had done was talk about her hot getting to her parent's' on time. Which she would have! But neither of them was going to agree, so it was definitely time to talk about something else.

"If you get out of my room, I'll get changed and we can go," she told them.

Her parents gave her a weird look.

"What?"

"You do realise that you're in your living room, don't you?" Ted asked, gesturing around them.

Tonks blinked at looked around her. Her dad was right. Huh. She hadn't made it to bed last night. Whoops. Eh, the sofa wasn't that bad to sleep on. At least she didn't fall off it in the middle of the night or something.

"Must have fallen asleep while reading my magazine," she said with a shrug, unconcerned where she ended up sleeping.

Sleep was sleep, after all. Her parents didn't seem to think so as they exchanged concerned looks over her head. And she couldn't be having that.

"Right," she said brightly. "I better get ready if I want to come over for lunch, huh?"

She didn't exactly want to spend the day in her pyjamas - as tempting as it sounded. Her mother would never let her sit for any meal in sleepwear.

"Yes," Andromeda nodded. "But first I would advise that you get up off the floor."