When they awoke it didn't take long for them to notice what they now had. For Harry he didn't know what it meant, just that Sirius must have done it and he trusted it was for the best. But Nymphadora was screaming in frustration while trying to get the blasted ring off her finger. She knew what that meant, someone had tricked her into marriage and she needed to find out who and castrate them.

Auror Tonks had hurried into work, without her normal uniform, just standard clothing and she barged past the deck, shoving others out of her way and stomping into her boss' office. "Auror Tonks this intrusion is most-" Madam Bones started to chastise her newest officer for the rudeness when the woman slammed her hand on the desk and pointed to her ring finger.

"Look," Tonks huffed. "You recognize this?"

Amelia stared wide-eyed at the metal band and then drew her wand. Tapping it a couple of times confirmed this was real. "What did you do?!"

"Me?!" Tonks screamed and took a chair in a huff. "I woke up like this, someone else did this to me. So help me find out who so I can murder them."

"That would be illegal, you know that," Amelia warned against that line of action. "But I understand a sudden marriage out of the blue is concerning, we'll need to find out who did it."

A knock came to the door. "Ma'am," Kingsley called out.

"Come in Shack," Amelia sighed.

The tall auror cleared his throat. "I'm looking for- Oh there you are," Kingsley turned to Tonks. "Your mother's here and she said she needs to tell you something."

"Oh I bet she does," Tonks shot out of the chair, her mother did this. She knew that her parents had disapproved of the guys she dated over the years. But to force her into a marriage like this, is just so unacceptable. "How dare you?" Tonks said once she approached her mom.

"Be silent," Andromeda ordered in a much darker tone causing her daughter to come to a dead stop because she'd never spoken to her in such a manner unless it was a matter of absolute importance. "Follow me, do not take that tone with me, you're coming home. There's much to tell you and it cannot be done publicly."

Tonks was led to the floo and went through to her home and when she did she drew her wand because of the escaped mass murderer on her parent's couch. Before she could cast a single spell though her father had plucked the wand out of her hand. "Not until we tell you," Ted wiggled the stick between his fingers and went back to the kitchen table for his coffee.

Andromeda walked past her daughter and sat down. "We're going to explain to you what is going on," Andy said as she motioned for her daughter to sit.

Taking her seat she kept a wary eye on Sirius Black. Her mother handed her a cup of tea. "You have likely noticed the ring," motioning to her hand.

"You think?!" Tonks hissed while glaring at the other adults who clearly knew what was going on. The moment she had her wand back she was taking Sirius Black into custody, she'd get the information on how she was married and likely a promotion to boot since the ministry was still on a manhunt for him.

"I did this," Sirius said with his hands folded in front of him. "As Lord Black I enacted a contract between you and the current Heir Black."

Nymphadora took a few moments to parse through everything she knew about the Black family and who that person could be, and it concluded on one wizard. "You married me to my COUSIN?!" she screamed as she pitched her teacup across the room. "You sold me to a death eater's son?"

"No, the Malfoys will no longer have a claim at headship, I named the one person who I trust to lead the Black family out of its horrendous reputation. The current heir is now The-Boy-Who-Lived, so congratulations on your marriage Nymphadora Potter," Sirius smirked.

"You married me to a teenager?" Nymphadora said in disbelief at the audacity of the statement.

"He did, I have seen the contract myself, it's airtight, you don't have a way out of it," Ted explained to his daughter that he looked it over for any escape clauses but the Blacks always played for keeps. "We aren't happy about it by the way."

"But you didn't stop him? And why are we not throwing him into a cell right now, he's a mass murderer?" Nymphadora questioned just how her parents were accepting the monster sitting in the same room as them.

"Because we have strong evidence that he's innocent of his crimes and frankly that matters very little right now," Andromeda stood up and magicked her purse over to her. "First we need you to meet with your new husband."

"Did Harry Potter bribe you or something, to sell me off as his plaything?" Nymphadora snarled at her mother.

"I've never spoken or read a single word to or from him, this will be my first time meeting with my son-in-law as well. But I did not sell you to him, if anything we are selling him to you so that you can protect him," Andromeda explained as she tossed some floo powder into the fireplace and called out for the Hogwarts Hospital Wing.

Stepping into the school Poppy was confused as to why Andromeda Tonks was bringing her husband, daughter and herself in. "We're here to find Harry Potter, would he be in the Great Hall for breakfast?"

"I would assume so," Poppy raised an eyebrow before frowning. "What has he done now?"

"Oh no, this time it wasn't his doing beyond letting an immature adolescent of a man rope another Potter into a hairbrained scheme," Andromeda rolled her eyes.

"Okay so what did Sirius do?" Poppy groaned before she paused and realized that Andromeda was not referring to James and Sirius as it wasn't fifteen years ago and Harry Potter could actually be in danger now. "Wait, what did Sirius Black do to Harry Potter?!"

"Nothing other than getting me hitched to the little troglodyte," Nymphadora stormed out of the hospital wing to make her way to the Great Hall.

Harry was just eating his morning meal and minding his own business. Sure he was sitting alone as he was just so frustrated with his house after speaking his thoughts to Sirius, it helped him understand them better having to put them into words. And he thought more about his last couple of years, and how insane his life at this school was, most other kids didn't have to put up with all this did they?

He was interrupted as heads turned towards the door, looking over he saw three people he didn't recognize standing next to Madam Pomfrey, they were looking up the Gryffindor table and once Poppy pointed to him he realized that this was going to be how his day went. Standing up he started to walk forward when the pink haired girl's hair color changed to a dark shade of black and Harry saw the balled up fist. He knew what was going to happen next because it was the most telegraphed punch he'd ever seen, so he was able to sidestep and push the girl back to the man and woman who he guessed had something to do with her.

"Alright, what's up?" Harry said tiredly as the two adults held back the angry older girl. This dramatic action swiftly drew attention from the rest of the room.

"Mr. Potter," Andromeda said placatingly while stepping in between her daughter and her unaware husband. "Would you kindly follow me as there are some things I would like to discuss with you?"

Harry was pretty sure this older witch would tell him what was going on, but the headmaster hurried over from the head table. "Madam Tonks, what brings you and your family to Hogwarts and might I ask what it has to do with Harry Potter?"

Andromeda was preparing to publicly chastise the headmaster for butting in where he wasn't asked to, especially after everything Sirius had told her, the wizened professor likely wasn't acting out of a desire to protect Harry. But before she could, Harry raised his hand up.

"They're probably just here about this ring I woke up wearing, it won't come off and it looks like she has a matching one too," pointing to Tonks' hand where he saw an identical ring. Harry wasn't an idiot, a ring on the same finger he saw his aunt and uncle wear and that this girl had one as well, he kind of figured what Sirius had done. But he told Sirius last night that he trusted him, so surely this was the best option even if he didn't understand how it made sense.

The headmaster sucked in a breath as his eyes widened fearfully at the object adorning the young wizard's digit. He knew what it meant and that Andromeda and Theodore Tonks did as well, there was very little chance he would be able to finagle some way to take control of the situation.

And it seemed like others in the castle understood what was going on as well as whispers broke throughout the tables.

Ted Tonks with a jovial smile on his face wrapped an arm around his new son-in-law's shoulder to lead him up the rows to the room behind the Great Hall while he trusted his wife to keep their daughter from drawing her wand.

Harry just sat patiently as he waited for the situation to be explained to him. Andromeda looked around the room and decided that she should lead the conversation. "So Mr. Potter, I'm sure you have a number of questions. First, my name is Andromeda Tonks, this is my husband Ted, and based on the rings, you might guess that my daughter is now married to you, so you may now meet the lovely Nymphadora Potter."

"A pleasure," Harry nodded his head to his quite irate wife. "Wild guess, I'm married because of what my godfather did?"

"You are," Andromeda answered back with a smile, at least Harry seemed to be able to keep up. "He enacted a contract that would marry myself or my blood to the Heir of The House of Black, which rather than let my nephew have, he chose you for that position."

Harry clicked his tongue. "Yeah, Draco's a snot, giving him anything else to feed his ego and I'd worry that his head would pop."

"Narcissa has done a terrible job letting Lucius have free reign to raise him however he saw fit," Andromeda sighed. "But we are not here to discuss my family's failings, this is about the two of you. So Nymphadora, is there anything you'd like to say to your husband?"

The metamorph just huffed angrily while sitting in the chair. "Yeah, she's understandably upset," Harry shirked away a bit from the angry glare aimed at him. "I'd probably be upset about having to marry myself. I'm not much of a husband."

"I think you might be giving yourself too little credit, Sirius had nothing but praise for your heroic actions, of which would measure up to the legends of old," Andromeda said back to Harry. "A husband you have not been, but I'm sure that you will surprise even yourself."

Rubbing his arm because that was quite interesting praise from his new mother-in-law. "Now, unfortunately, we cannot simply stay, Albus will not likely allow it. But in the morning we will return to speak again," Andromeda informed Harry but stopped her daughter from rising out of her seat. "Nymphadora, it is your wedding night, even the headmaster cannot separate you from your husband."

Harry's face was a vibrant red as he heard that and understood what it meant about this being their wedding night. The young lady sat down in the chair and folded her arms, her hair changing to flashy colors. "Get to know your husband, he's far more lost than you are right now."

Not long after he was left with his new wife, a very upset witch. Tapping his fingers on the table Harry exhaled, "Soooo… what's the deal with your hair, it's changing?"

"I'm a metamorphmagus," Nymphadora shortly answered.

Nodding his head, Harry popped his lips. "That's neat, I bet you have more fun with that than being a parselmouth, that's about the only unique thing I am."

"Oh fun is what you want?" Nymphadora snarled as she stood up and drew her wand. Harry, quickly seeing the danger, did the same.

"I'm sorry?" He said while looking around for an exit, but it was behind her and that would mean getting closer to her.

"You're going to be hubby," Nymphadora shouted as she cast a bludgeoning hex at Harry.

Ducking the first volley, he quickly erected a shield and then flung some of the various trophies in the room at the irate witch. "You got me married!" Nymphadora screamed at him.

"Not on purpose, I just told Sirius he could do what he felt was needed," Harry replied as he blocked fire with a chair. "I didn't expect to be married."

"Is this all a game to you?" Nymphadora turned cups into whoopers that screeched and dive bombed her husband from across the room.

"If it was then I'd hope we'd both have been playing. It's just more of what I expected out of my life, people making decisions for me, but at least Sirius wasn't doing it to hurt me," Harry replied as he summoned a flock of doves to distract the other birds, but they didn't last long before being torn apart, something Harry very much wished to avoid happening to himself at the moment.

"Well why did it have to be me?" Nymphadora screamed as her anger boiled over. "I just started my career, no one is going to take me seriously now. My life is over."

"Why would you think that," Harry huffed as he had to exert more energy to block the more complex spells he didn't recognize.

"I'm a housewife now, I'm not going to have a job anymore," Nymphadora spat in Harry's direction.

"I don't have a house, so that's not a problem, why would you have to quit your job?" Harry wondered just where this thought process came from.

"I'm married into the Black, it's how they operate, so why would you let me be anything other than a bed warmer for you?" Nymphadora demanded an answer from Harry, the new head of the Black. She knew of how her aunt Narcissa just tended the home while Lucius had a lavish career, her own mother instead of becoming a brilliant potions mistress instead stayed at home, and of the witches she knew that had jobs they were either single, widowed or were nothing more than glorified only exceptions were witches married to muggles and muggleborns but Harry Potter was a pureblood, as far as she could think at this junction.

"Why wouldn't I? I don't have a job right now, plus even if I did, I wouldn't stop you from doing anything. You're my wife, not my slave," Harry said as he peaked his head over the cabinet he was using as a barrier.

"You mean that?" Nymphadora lowered her wand, the room had been trashed, not beyond repair but she had thrown a lot of spells at Harry.

"Well yeah," Harry said as he came out from cover. "I mean, I guess in the future if we have kids or things change, we can talk it over. Find out what works for our situation, but I'm not going to control you."

Nymphadora blinked for a bit before asking another question. "Why?"

Harry stumbled at that simple word, it seemed so obvious to him that he wondered what other people heard when he spoke. "I don't like being controlled by people and I don't really want to do it to someone else," he righted the chair he had been sitting in earlier. "Nymphadora, I don't know anything about you and beyond what Sirius told you or the papers have said or whatever made up nonsense about The-Boy-Who-Lived you might have heard, you don't know me. So maybe we can start with that?"

"Fine," Nymphadora huffed. "But stop calling me Nymphadora, call me To-."

She paused because now she wasn't Tonks anymore, she was a Potter. "I um, dammit."

"Yeah, I'll avoid calling you Potter, don't want to sound like Malfoy or anything," Harry chuckled. "How about Nym or Dora, not sure why you don't like your name. It's better than Harry."

"Because I'm a metamorph with the word Nymph in my name," Nymphadora said to her husband.

Slowly nodded his head with a hum, Harry blinked for a few seconds. "I don't get it," he finally said.

Letting out a sigh Nymphadora thought he was making fun of her, before she realized her husband just didn't understand anything. She shifted her features and saw Harry look amazed that now sitting in front of him was Andromeda Tonks. "Wow, that's incredible," Harry impressively said. "So is that like an illusion or something?"

"No Harry, I can look like anyone," Nymphadora responded as she then shifted again to look like Professor McGonagall, not just look but sound like as well. "As you can see I am able to change how I appear, this made me very popular."

"I bet you could do so much with that, oh wait, how about um, Sigourney Weaver. You know, from the Aliens movie'," Harry requested an actress to see if it was only people she saw recently that she could change into.

Rolling her eyes Tonks showed him that he could match the actress and got a round of applause from him. "Okay you see this as entertaining or useful."

"Why wouldn't I, it's brilliant," Harry cocked his head in confusion as his wife returned to her original form.

"Because not everyone saw it that way," she said as she popped the top button on her blouse and engorged her breasts, they had always been naturally large and more than a handful but now they were each twice the size of her head.

Harry just stared slack jawed at the two giant mounds of flesh, he gulped nervously before realizing he was staring and he wrenched away his eyes to look up at the nonplussed woman in front of him. "And you can see how this might be a problem."

"Ahh," Harry agreed because it was now apparent how some people might consider her and her abilities. He however was really struggling because Nymphadora hadn't shrunk down her chest and began animatedly ranting about the different expectations people had of her, so she was moving her body for emphasis and it was making her chest jiggle and sway.

Nymphadora caught on to the sweat starting to build up on Harry's face as his eyes shook in their struggle to maintain contact with her own. Stopping she just pointed down. "Get it over with," she relented as Harry exhaled heavily and looked at her massive cleavage.

"I'm sorry but, wow," Harry grinned after getting another glance at her breast.

"Yeah, everyone wanted to be my friend in the hopes that I was a sluzzy," Nymphadora remarked before shrinking down her chest to a more manageable size. Clearly her husband liked big tits, a fact that was not a shocking revelation to her as he was fourteen and they all did.

"And I'm going to guess that you aren't and they didn't like that," Harry surmised why this would be a problem.

"Ten points to Gryffindor, yeah, I had very few friends because they were the only ones not interested in shagging me," Nymphadora told Harry. "Course it wasn't just the guys."

"The girls wanted that with you as well?" Harry said with a little noticeable excitement in his tone.

Nymphadora had to remind herself that Harry was fourteen and he likely didn't get it, plus she did know of a few witches who had been disappointed that she wasn't going to fool around with them. "No, but the girlfriends of guys chasing me didn't care much for me."

"Yeah that makes sense," Harry understood now what she meant, over the years in Hogwarts he'd seen some drama surrounding the older students when it came to dating. "Sounds like it sucked for you. At least I only had Voldemort trying to kill me the last couple of years."

Whatever she had planned on saying died in her throat as she came to a pause because surely she had misheard. "What?" she asked in the hopes of Harry being able to clarify the absurd thing he had just uttered.

Harry was taken aback from someone not knowing these things. "Right yeah, so um, I guess in my first year at some point whatever survived of Voldemort possessed Professor Quirrel to get the Philosopher's Stone so he could bring himself back to life and in my second year he tried to use a cursed diary to come back to life and unleash a basilisk on the school."

"That's… that can't be true," Nymphadora shook her head because it sounded like the Dark Lord wasn't actually dead and no one besides Harry Potter knew that.

Shrugging in response. "Well it is, it's kind of been a big problem every year that something insane happens."

"I'll bet," Nymphadora said back to her husband.

Harry nodded his head. "I'm kind of expecting something crazy this year, I got put in this tournament which apparently made me an adult and that was the start of all this. But I really am sorry that you got dragged into my mess by the way."

Nymphadora hummed to herself because it would seem that she was starting to get a glimpse of why Sirius had done what he did. If Harry was telling the truth then there was a lot going on and that her new husband didn't tell anyone meant he didn't know that he should or even who to tell it to. That was quite a precarious situation to be in.

"Now what are we going to do?" Harry patted the table because this was sort of the end to the introductions which meant they would go on to do something else. "I doubt you want to go up to the Gryffindor Common Room and have to put up with the circus going on in there."

"Yeah no," Nymphadora agreed. Being around the other students was not what she wanted to deal with right now. Hell, she still had to deal with bedding the person in front of her. Consummation wasn't optional in these types of marriages nor was putting them off. "Hopefully the professors can help us with that."

Stepping back out into the hall, the newlyweds found that the professors had actually been waiting for them to exit the room. "It would seem that you two have been wed," Albus said with a cringe, while Harry had been easy enough to manage with whatever he got up to, Nymphadora was an adult and had been one long enough to not go with what he said just because he said it, especially if she managed to graduate as Alastor's last student. At this moment he didn't know how this chain of events unfolded but as he'd been blindsided by it he would bide his time to determine a way to wrest control firmly back in his grasp.

"Yeah, so we're going to need quarters because we're not putting on a show for the whole of Gryffindor," Nymphadora said as she knew that for now she needed to take charge, her mother had warned her that Harry was vulnerable so at least making it known that they had to send everything through her first would temporarily keep the insanity away.

"Of course Mrs. Potter," Minerva quickly agreed because Andromeda and Ted had reminded her of certain duties that would need to be done for the newlyweds. "Your mother had instructed us to get a room prepared, if you two will follow me."

Harry was never more glad that the Great Hall had been emptied of the students and everyone had been sent off to their classes and he doubted that his absence would be counted against him given the circumstances.

The group stopped on the fourth floor outside of a portrait of a singing maiden. "This room does not have a password, you are given keys instead, because this isn't a student quarters. It is locked otherwise."

Harry looked at the iron key in his hands and wondered just how many other rooms in the castle were locked like that, but before he could go inside his new quarters with Nymphadora, Professor McGonagall stopped him with a hand on his shoulder, "Now let me be clear Mr. Potter, just because of your marriage, that does not mean you can abscond from classes as you wish."

"I wasn't planning on it," Harry nodded in response to the stern look he was getting.

"I'll keep him going to classes professor, he'll have a good incentive to give his best," Nymphadora informed as she took her key and pushed Harry inside, wanting to be out of the halls and secluded away from anyone else for at least a few more hours.

Now that they were alone again, this time in their living quarters, Harry realized what was going to have to happen next. Turning slowly around to face his wife he was greeted with her snickering.

"You look more scared than that time I got caught by my parents sneaking in after a Weird Sisters concert they didn't want me going to," Nymphadora snorted out a laugh. "You've never done this with a witch before have you?"

It was something she hadn't expected since could admit that he was a decently good looking wizard and being pretty famous surely meant that he had his fair share of girls he'd snuck off with to a few broom closets.

Shaking his head, Harry became very nervous about what he was going to have to do. "Well how about I lead, you'll catch on quick," Nymphadora said as she led Harry over to the bed and shoved him backwards on top of it.

He stared up from the mattress as Tonks walked over to him. Instead of ripping his clothes off and taking him as her man now, which is kind of what he expected, she sat down next to him. "So, you want to tell me why Sirius Black got us married?" She asked as she laid her head down next to his and waited for him to answer.