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A soft 'pop' resounded throughout the room, alerting Harry Potter of his friend's presence. He looked up from his seat at the desk and found his favorite person in the world standing behind him with a huge grin on her face. Her long bubble gum pink hair flowed behind her as she glided towards the teenaged savior. She conjured another chair and sat beside him relishing the goofy grin he gave only her. They both opened their mouth's to greet each other, and were met with the other person's usual greeting.

"Wotcher Nym!"

"Hey Koils!"(Harry's Basilisk Animagus Form)

They stared at each other for about ten seconds, before breaking down into childish giggles. This was alright though, at least it was for sixteen year old Harry. As for the twenty-two year old auror, such behaviour was unacceptable. Everyone she met had let her know it, with the exception of Harry. Nymphadora Tonks was madly in love with the boy and it was not because of his looks, though she liked those too. She loved everything about him, the way he watched her as she moved about, the way he duelled, the way he ate, hell, she even liked the way he breathed! The two managed to discard the laughing fits that they had acquired and began into serious conversation.

"So, how ya holding up?"

"Fine." 'Thanks to you.'

"Great...um, wanna go for a walk?" 'Please say yes, please say yes!'

"Sure." 'I love her smile...'

The smiling pair stood from their seats and Harry held his arm out to Tonks, who encircled it with her own and the two left the room and proceeded down the stairs. They had just gotten to the door when a hoarse yell stopped them.

"BOY!!! WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING TO!?!? TELL THAT WHORE TO LEAVE AND GET BACK IN YOUR ROOM!!!"

Tonks glanced over at Harry and wasn't all too surprised to see a dark green aura surrounding him. She knew he would defend her honor at all costs, he had done so on other occasions. So, she turned both her and Harry around to face the purple faced uncle.

"I'm not a whore actually Mr.Dursley, I'm Harry's girlfriend."

The jaw on the only two males dropped, along with her 'boyfriend's' aura. She leaned over and kissed Harry on his lips before letting go of him and shaking the hand of the his dumbstruck uncle. She then proceeded to direct a shocked Harry out of the door, pushing him along until they got to the park. Upon their arrival, Harry finally snapped out of his daze and turned to face the now silver haired auror.

"Wha?"

"Better him think I'm your girlfriend than some whore right? Unless, you have a problem with me being your girlfriend, in which case we could be whore and john."

Harry's whole face had turned completely red and he had began to sputter nonsense. Tonks smirked and walked away from him towards the swings with her hips swinging the whole way. She turned and sat down on the swing, lightly rocking herself until Harry regained his sense and pushed her. As she went skyward, she purposely scooted backwards on the swing, leaving the back of her tight jeans exposed over the edge of the seat. When she came back, he raised his hand and let it land on what he thought was her back, realizing a little too late her back wasn't that soft.

"Harry! Did you just grab my ass?!"

"Well, I, it, see, um, you, swing, seat, slip, accident, uh, sorry?"

She grinned as he sighed and dragged himself over to the other swing. He sat in it, just staring at the ground for the longest time before turning to face her, a grim look upon his face.

"Nym, we gotta talk."

Her grin faded into an anxious look, what if he told her he was tired of her, that he didn't want her around anymore?

"O-Okay, what about?"

"I appreciate all you ever done for me, and I want to say thanks."

She smiled at him, obviously relieved. "No problem P.J.(Prongs Junior)"

"That's not all. I...have to fulfill the prophecy. One can't survive while the other lives. I have to go-"

"No! You don't have to do anything but grow old and live happy!"

"Nym...I'm going, so please don't try to stop me."

"Then I'll come with you, that way you'll have someone to look for you."

"I have to do it alone."

"Why?! Why do you always play the hero?! Do you wanna die?!"

"Nym..."

"You're always taking chances like you're invincible Harry, but you're not! You're gonna get killed, just like Sirius, James, and Lily, all because you want attention."

"Shut up! You don't know a damn thing about me!"

"Oh, so now you're all mysterious huh?! I know more about you than I do myself!"

"You're just like the rest of them, speculating and supposing things like you've lived my life!"

"Fuck you!"

"Fuck you!"

"Damn it Potter, I hate you!"

And with that, she apparated away, leaving an angry teenager to walk himself home. The second he got to his room he slammed the door and threw himself onto his bed, cursing the woman he 'thought' he loved to every painful hell imaginable. After laying there and thinking over the situation, he realized she was only concerned for him. He instantly regretted ever saying such a thing and walked over to his desk, and began to write a letter.The teen gave the letter to Hedwig, who promptly flew off with it. Sighing to himself as he checked his things, he grabbed the portkey he had made for himself as a silent tear made it's way down his face.

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"What?!"

Dumbledore bowed his head and the othe Order members seemed upset by her reaction. Tonks' eyes were a bright yellow and her hair was a deep red, signifying her anger. Her nails were cutting into her palms, small streams of blood dripping onto the kitchen floor.

"He's in a cabin inside of a secluded forest forty miles south-east of Azkaban, the cabin is guarded by dementors. It's a suicide mission."

"Suicide mission?! Fuck it, I'll go save him, who's coming with me?"

The tables inhabitants made sure to avoid the angry auror's gaze.

"...Fine, I'll bring him back myself."

She apparated away from the house, disgusted at the people she call comrades.

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"What the fuck?!"

The auror stared at the small cabin ahead of her, her eyes nearly bulging at what surrounded it. More dementors than she could count on twenty peoples fingers floated around the small wooden structure, eagerly searching for their next victim. She had never been the best at the Patronus charm, but right now hers had better be damn good if she was going to get both of them out of this alive. She began to summon up every happy memory of Harry she could think of, and with a small smile she yelled out the two words that would forever foil Voldemort's plan.

"Expecto Patronum!"

A/N: Yes, I have returned! Please review and/or tell me how I did on this and what you liked or disliked about this chapter. The following chapters will each be a year of Tonks' memories with Harry, so you might wanna go back and read this chapter after the Memory chapters are done, but I digress. R&R plz...