Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling. I'm just playing in her world.

A/N: . I know it's been AGES. Like, months. But, as I've previously stated, life's been really busy. Throughout August, I was working on a writing competition, and I just ... agh. I feel really bad for leaving this story for so long. Remember when I used to update daily? *sigh* Also, I've started school up again, and I've written nothing over the past couple of weeks, because I've been so exhausted and busy and drained. I actually wrote this one ages ago, but I completely forgot about it XD

For: JustYourAverageRavenclaw, who requested the quote.

Title: It's Tonks!
Genre: Humour?
Rating: T
Warning: Mild swearing.
Pairing/Character: Tonks, Charlie.
Word Count: 446

Tonks sat by herself in the library, book open in front of her, though she wasn't reading. Her chin rested on her folded arms, her eyes closed, though she wasn't asleep. No. She was sulking. Because, while her friends went out and enjoyed the sunshine, she had to study. She could feel one the Hufflepuff Prefects glaring at her from across the library, moments away from stalking over and demanding why she wasn't studying.

"And what is a charming lady like yourself doing inside on a day like this, Nymphadora?" the cocky voice of Charlie Weasley whispered in her ear.

Tonks sat up abruptly, staring at the Sixth Year, shocked. She glared as the words sunk in, and she stood from her seat, looking up at him.

"Don't call me Nymphadora," she hissed, "I hate that name."

"What's in a name? A rose by any other name would smell as sweet." Tonks tilted her head to the side, frowning, trying to figure out why that sounded familiar. Upon seeing her expression, Charlie chuckled. "Shakespeare."

"You read Shakespeare?"

"I take Muggle Studies," Charlie said defensively, holding his hands up. "And it's not too bad."

"My mum likes Shakespeare," Tonks said, giggling. Ignoring this, Charlie pulls a chair from a nearby table and sits down. Slowly, Tonks leans back, looking at him curiously.

"You didn't answer my question."

"What question?"

"I asked what you were doing in here," Charlie explained, leaning back in the chair.

"I'm meant to be studying," said Tonks, waving her hand at the book in front of her.

"And why are you studying on a day like this? I mean, I know you have your OWLs coming up, but this day is too good to miss."

"Try telling Sir Stick-Up-My-Arse over there." Tonks jerked her head towards the Hufflepuff Prefect. "He doesn't think I've been studying hard enough, so he took it upon himself to make sure I did."

"Why don't you just stand up to him?"

"'Cos he's an arrogant arse. There's no hope for him."

Charlie laughed and made to stand up. "Well, as much as I'd love to stay and study with you, I have friends outside and I want to have fun. Sorry, Love." Tonks glared at him as he started to leave, and at the door, he turned around to wink and say, "Bye, Nymphadora!"

"It's Tonks!"

"What's in a name? A rose by any other name would smell as sweet." - Shakespeare.

A/N: I'll try to update sooner. I'm going to write a few more up now, even though I should be doing homework, so I have some ready to post.

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