Chapter 1

'But Molly I have no one to go with!' I complained for what felt like the hundredth time that day.

'What about Kingsley?'

'Married'

'Mad Eye?'

'Too close to my father'

'Sirius, no'

'Lupin?'

'Like he'd want to!' I was turning into a stroppy teenager. This was hopeless.

'Just ask him dear' Molly told me with infinite patience. I guess that's what countless kids gives you. Patience. I groaned and sunk down in a kitchen chair, my head in my hands.

'What is the matter cousin?' Sirius asked brightly as he entered the kitchen, Remus at his heels. I just shook my head in despair.

'Now now Nymphadora' Mrs Weasley cooed 'She's just upset because she doesn't want to go to the ministry Christmas ball on her own.' Now that my whole hopeless dilemma has been every so kindly made known to all I decided the best thing to do was turn in and with a brief 'Goodnight' to all in the kitchen. I scarpered to my room, highly embarrassed that all the residents of 12 Grimmauld Place now knew of Nymphadora Tonks's inability to get herself a date aged 24. Life is brilliant.