Summary: One of Nymphadora Tonks' potion experiments goes wrong during her Seventh Year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She was paired up with Charlie Weasley and they were both forced to drink her potion by her potions teacher, Severus Snape. The potion sends her back in time to the Marauder's era, where she meets the Marauders in their Seventh Year at Hogwarts. Will Tonks and Charlie learn to survive with the legendary Marauder's?

Chapter 1: The Potion

"You want him to what?" exclaimed seventeen year-old Nymphadora Tonks, although she already knew the answer but still she wished she had misheard Snape.

"10 points from Hufflepuff. Seeing as you're incapable of listening to simple instructions. I want for you and Mr. Weasley here to drink your potion," he repeated.

Tonksstared at her vile, moss green potion which was meant to be a deep scarlet red. It was obvious to everyone contained in the classroom that Nymphadora Tonks and Charlie Weasley had mucked up the potion.

"Sorry Charlie," whispered Tonks.

"Do you listen at all Miss Tonks, I have said in every single one of my lesson's that there will be no talking in my class," said Snape, coldly. "Now drink the potion, and another 10 points from Hufflepuff for your incapability to listen."

Charlie Weasley poured half of the unpleasant-looking potion into his vial. Tonks and Charlie hesitantly lifted each of their vials up to their lips and tentatively swallowed the potion. Suddenly they were spinning quite fast. Images memories of everything that had ever happened to them in their seventeen years were rapidly spinning around them. The gallery of memories was now showing images they had never seen before.

"BUGGER!" yelled Charlie, as they landed on the ground with a thump. Tonks had landed on top of him.

"Sorry Charlie-kins," apologised Tonks. She sheepishly rolled off him onto the cold, cemented ground.

"Where are we?" asked Charlie. His still laying on the uncomfortable floor.

Tonks dizzily tried to get up. Her effort was quickly spoiled as she accidentally collided into the stone wall, which was light by the amber flame of the torches which ran down the long walls. "Come on Charlie-kins we best be going to see Dumbledore."

Charlie sighed. "Fine Nymphie-kins," said Charlie, irritably emphasizing her new nickname he had given her. He looked highly pissed off at his new surroundings and nickname because of her potion.

"Oh that is almost as worst as Nymphadora, eww Nymphie-kins," said Tonks, shuddering at the nickname, obviously disgusted. She attempted to walk again, this time she walked further, not colliding into the wall, yet tripping over thin air.

"Oh bollocks," she swore underneath her breath.

"I think she's drunk," commented a voice out of no where, clearly amused.

"Who's there?" asked Charlie, who had just stood up, pointing his wand at, by the looks of it thin air.

"No way, she's definitely high," commented another voice out of thin air.

"Are you serious?" asked a third voice curiously.

"Actually, yes I am," replied the second voice again.

"Shut up, all of you!" came an exasperated voice.