Pinkish Tone

Double Trouble

A/N: Yes! After months of block, it's not a dream! I've finished this chapter! A big thanks for all of those who supported me (especially DoraTonksPotter, she does incredible story on Tonks and Harry). Also, I'll soon come up with a new story about this pair, that should be out in the following days.
Until then, see ya!

The Quidditch test went really good, Tonks became Chaser with Katie and Ginny, Demelza as replacement, Percy became a Beater, almost the same level as Fred and George, and Ritchie Coote, though he looked weddy was aiming perfectly. The Keeper thank god was Ron, with Annabeth as replacement, she had pass last, in case Ron would do the same as McLaggen, but dodge the last one by choice. I had turned to McLaggen to tell him that, most unfortunately, Ron had beaten him, only to find McLaggen’s red face inches from my own.
“His sister didn’t really try,” had said McLaggen menacingly. There was a vein pulsing in his temple like the one I had often admired in Uncle Vernon's. “She gave him an easy save.”
“Rubbish,” I said coldly. “That was the one he nearly missed.”
McLaggen took a step nearer me, but I stood my ground this time.
“Give me another go.”
“No,” I said. “You’ve had your go. You saved four. Ron saved five. Ron’s Keeper, he won it fair and square. And on top of that, you would be the last of my choice for even replacement. Get out of my way.” after... We learned that Aragog was dying, that Hermione put a confusing charm on McLaggen, and that Malfoy was preparing something. Besides this, I had the next day for my second lesson with Dumbledore who was announced to me. The Hogsmeade escapade came really fast, and, we joined Pansy and Ernie at the oak front doors, where Filch was checking off the names of people who had permission to go into Hogsmeade.
"Hi..." I began. Pansy immediately got everything out of her chest :
"Listen Harry, you too Ron and Hermione, I'm sorry... Really, truly sorry, I would really like to put our relationships on better tracks, please, accept my new self..."
"It's why we are here no?" I said smiling, everyone nodded. The process to go out took even longer than normal as Filch was triple-checking everybody with his Secrecy Sensor.
“What does it matter if we’re smuggling Dark stuff OUT?” demanded Ron, eyeing the long thin Secrecy Sensor with apprehension. “Surely you ought to be checking what we bring back IN?”
His cheek earned him a few extra jabs with the Sensor, and he was still wincing as we stepped out into the wind and sleet. The walk into Hogsmeade was not overly enjoyable, though we tried it to be. I wrapped my scarf over my lower face while Tonks took my hand and put it in my pocket with hers; Hermione went inside Ron's wide jacket, cuddling against him; Annabeth her seemed fine and was holding Percy's hand who seemed unbother by the cold Pansy took her scarf, and giggling wrapped it around her and Ernie who snickered. The road to the village was full of students bent double against the bitter wind. More than once I wondered whether we might not have had a better time in the warm common room, and when we finally reached Hogsmeade and saw that Zonko’s Joke Shop had been boarded up, I took it as confirmation that this trip was not destined to be fun. But, it can still be romantic. Ron pointed, with a
thickly gloved hand, toward Honeydukes, which was mercifully open, and then toward the Three Broomstick, we went to the latter and were soon welcomed by the warmth
“Let’s stay here all afternoon.” Ron said but
“Harry, m’boy!” a booming voice came from behind us.
“Oh no,” I muttered. The six of us turned to see Professor Slughorn, who was wearing an enormous furry hat and an overcoat with matching fur collar, clutching a large bag of crystalized pineapple.
“Harry, that’s three of my little suppers you’ve missed now!” said Slughorn, poking me genially in the chest. “It won’t do, m’boy, I’m determined to have you! Miss Granger loves them, don’t you?”
“Yes,” said Hermione helplessly, “they’re really —”
“So why don’t you come along, Harry?” demanded Slughorn.
“Well, I’ve had Quidditch practice, Professor,” I said, I had indeed been scheduling practices every time Slughorn had sent me a little, violet ribbon-adorned invitation. This strategy meant
that we usually had a laugh imagining Hermione shut up with McLaggen and Zabini.
“Well, I certainly expect you to win your first match after all this hard work!” said Slughorn. “But a little recreation never hurt anybody. Now, how about Monday night, you can’t possibly want to practice in this weather...”
“I can’t, Professor, I’ve got — er — an appointment with Professor Dumbledore that evening.”
“Unlucky again!” cried Slughorn dramatically. “Ah, well . . . you can’t evade me forever, Harry!”
And with a regals wave, he waddled out of the pub.
“I can’t believe you’ve wriggled out of another one,” said Hermione, shaking her head. “They’re not that bad, you know... They’re even quite fun sometimes...” But everyone burst in laughter. We went to the nearest table and sat down. We chit-chat with Pansy to learn more about our mutual lifes. Tonks at some point cuddled against me, bringing her legs on the side, so I put an arm around her shoulders. She smiled and cuddle even more against me.
"Say Pot- Harry... How did you met Lily?" Pansy asked. Uh-oh...
"Hmm well.... I met her during the summer of fifth year, but she was home schooled at that time, and I hadn't had the gut to ask her out until this summer..."
"When he says ask me out, he means that he pinned me to a wall and snogged my damn soul out of my body." Tonks corrected, I blushed lightly and smiled at the memory. We stayed like this for a bit before Pansy and Ernie got away saying goodbye, and, three minutes later, Tonks went to the toilets. I smiled at the door behind which she had disappeared and looked back at the others who were looking fondly at me :
"What?"
"Oh not much : just, I perfectly know this goofy smile." Annabeth said
"What goofy smile?"
"The one you had looking at where Tonks was last." Hermione answered
"The kind that appeared only when we were younger and happier." Ron added
"But also the kind that says how much you love her." Percy finished. I blushed and opened my mouth and closed it three times :
"Oh shut up!" I finally managed to say under the laughter of the four others. Just then, Tonks came back with a strange package :
"We have to go to Hogwarts." she said before getting outside. I looked back at the toilet and saw Madam Rosmerta getting out of the same toilets... Why didn't she use the staff's toilet which are much closer? I quickly got out and ran after Tonks while clothing myself. The others didn't have any time to react that I was already out and beside my girlfriend :
"What are you going to do about it when we arrive at Hogwarts?" I asked trying to sound cool, and showing the package.
"Give it to Dumbledore." she answered
"Why though? What about we keep it to ourselves?"
"No! I don't know..."
"Why?"
"I... Don't know?" I immediately tied her, getting the package out of her hands.
"What are you doing?!" Percy, Ron and Hermione screamed
"I'll get a teacher." Annabeth said.
"Get two. Flitwick and McGonagall if you can. And.... Snape." I said back. She nodded while the other immediately understood that something was wrong : me asking for Snape......
"What's going on Harry?" Percy asked
"Imperius curse. And I think I know who cast it, but it makes no sense, so I think the person is also under the curse. But we'll have to wait for the teachers." they nodded not sure while Tonks was exhausting herself on the rope restraining her. I stunned her to avoid any bad injuries. Then, 5 minutes later, the three teachers were here.
"Potter, what's the meaning of this? Ms Chase just said we had to hurry. And why is Ms Grave on the ground and tied?"
"Everyone here knows who she really is professor. As for why, I'm sure she is under the Imperius. Professor Flitwick, can you go to the Three Broomstick and see if Madam Rosmerta isn't too. Professor Snape, can you try and see if the thing inside this package is a dark artifact?"I asked to the three who looked shocked. The charm Master immediately hurried to the Three Broomstick while McGonagall freed my girlfriend from any magical control, and Snape opened the package with magic. It contained an ornate opal necklace I've already seen :
"It's the one Malfoy wanted! In Borgin and Burks" Percy and Annabeth said to both professors biggest shock. Just then, Flitwick came back with a dizzy Rosmerta while Tonks groaned, slowly waking up :
"She was, like Mr Potter thought under the Imperius curse! But that's not the most shocking : tell them what you said to me Rosmerta." the tiny professor said
"Well... The last thing I remembered before being totally fuzzy by the curse is a boy around their age with blond hair and a slytherin tie." she said pointing at us.
"Malfoy." the four others teenagers and I said at the same time
"We can't be sure, there are lots of blond boys among slytherins." Flitwick said frowning at us
"I'm afraid Filius that the situation goes against Mr Malfoy... This four said that they saw him buying this item in Borgin and Burks." McGonagall said.
"Also... There is one last thing... He has the dark mark on his left forearm." I said. I didn't watch their reactions as Tonks was about to open her eyes, but heard gasps. I bowed on Nymphadora as she opened her mismatched pools, a bit of panic in them, but it soon worn out as she saw me.
"Harry." symply my name, not anything else, but it was more than enough. I smiled and brought her face close to mine and kissed her sweetly, slowly.
"I suggest Potter, you bring her to the nursery before anything else. Also twenty points to Gryffindor for the great way you handled things." McGonagall said. I blushed but took Tonks bridal style and began to walk toward the nursery, our friends following us. Tonks was so weakened that she merely grumbled at what I was doing.
"You know what... The things you have done for Tonks in the past 3 minutes were actually the cutest I've ever seen..." Percy said, I immediately went beet red
"He's right, the name calling..." his girlfriend began
"The gentle kiss..." Hermione continued
"The way you carry her right now..." Ron finished
"All this is so cute!" the four of them said. I blushed and looked down at Tonks to see that she was blushing too. It activated one need in me that wouldn't made the situation any better, but that I could not refrain : I kissed her again. This time, she let out a cute sight at the end of it, before cuddling against me, and burying her head in my chest while the others burst in laughter. I blushed but kept my head up and proud, a small smile at the gorgeous witch in my arms that loves me. We entered the nursery and Madam Pomfrey immediately ran to us:
"What happened?"
"She was under the Imperius curse and I stunned her, professor McGonagall asked us to bring her here."
"Alright. In that case, I'll do some checks and you can go after." the nurse said, she took her wand and began to look for anything out of boundaries, and when she finally stopped, she turned to us and beamed:
"Miss Tonks is perfectly fine, just need to eat a bit more tonight but she doesn't need anything else." we all thanked her and went out of the nursery to find McGonagall waiting for us :
"Come with me you six." we followed her to her office glancing at each other, and, when we finally squeezed in her office, she sighed and turned to us: "Why is it, when something happens it is always you three and those close to you?" she asked
"Believe me professor... I've been asking myself the same question..." Ron said
"Well, I believe that I have an answer..." I began, everyone turned to me "You take a boy with a prophecy on his head, son of a marauder, add to it the brother of the Weasley twin, add a pinch of a very intelligent witch who do what is best for her friends, square the whole with a boy also with a prophecy on his head and his very smart girlfriend, then add a prankster during her day at Hogwarts, Hufflepuff at that, who became an auror, and multiply the whole pack with overall short temper and you get the perfect trouble magnet." I said with a smirk. Everyone laughed, and even McGonagall couldn't hold back a smile to appear on her face.
"I do believe you are right Potter. Very well, since no one was hurt I'll add five more points for Gryffindor. Now go." we gleefully went out and toward our common room
"Unchained Melody." I said, the portrait opened and we went in:
"You know, these passwords are getting sweeter and sweeter... Damn at this rate, we'll have lots of cavities before the end of the year." I stated. Everyone burst out, laughing and Tonks kissed me. Dumbledore gone, I wasn't sure if Monday's lesson with him was still up, and, with no letter saying that no, I presented myself outside Dumbledore’s office at eight o’clock, knocked, and was told to enter. There sat Dumbledore looking unusually tired; his hand was as black and burned as ever, but he smiled when he gestured me to sit down. The Pensieve was sitting on the desk again, casting silvery specks of light over the ceiling.
“You have had a busy time while I have been away,” Dumbledore said.
"Well... Troubles have an affinity with finding me, so I try my best to handle it the best way.”
"And, from what I've heard, it seemed you've done an excellent job. How is miss Tonks doing?" the headmaster asked
"She's well, a bit tired but overall well."
"Exactly Headmaster, how my great, great grand niece once remove well-being is any of this brat's priorities?" Phineas Nigellus asked
"Maybe because said brat is, one the Heir of the Black family, two currently dating her." I said back calmly to the portrait, who looked shocked before puffing his cheeks. But I quickly looked at the current headmaster, getting the question burning the tip of my tongue out of my chest:
“Where were you this weekend, sir?” I asked, disregarding a strong feeling that I might be pushing my luck, feeling apparently shared by Phineas Nigellus, who hissed softly.
“I would rather not say just now,” said Dumbledore. “However, I shall tell you in due course.”
“You will?” I said, startled.
“Yes, I expect so,” said Dumbledore, withdrawing a fresh bottle of silver memories from inside his robes and uncorking it with a prod of his wand. The next hour was spent, first watching Caracactus Burke explaining how he bought Slytherin's locket for nothing, and after, we saw Dumbledore's first encounter with Riddle. And, when I went out of the headmaster's office, I noticed that nothing was on the little table where the ring was last time. When I asked about it, the headmaster said that the mouth organ was only that, an organ mouth, and let me out. On the way to the common room, I thought about it : the objects we saw during this session were just mere objects, but the ring wasn't... The ring wasn't just a ring, and since it was around the same time as Dumbledore retrieve it that he hurt his hand... It hurt him. But only something very dark and powerful would be able to hurt Dumbledore like that... 'Have I been subjected to something like that in the past?' I asked myself.
"Unchained Melody." I said to the fat lady and she opened. But as I was heading upstairs, still trying to remember something I would have been subjected to, I unintentionally stepped in something. I bowed and took what is Annabeth's diary, it must have fallen out of her...... Bag.... The diary! Riddle's! It was dark enough to be draining Ginny from her life force! So this means that the diary and the ring are somewhat bounded and of course that Voldemort had this last one at a moment of his life... I put the diary beside Percy and Annabeth's bed before going to my own, deciding that I had time to think about it, and, after closing the curtains, and undressing, I got in my bed. Tonks groaned lightly and turned to me, hugging me before whispering :
"How was it?"
"Great, revealing some things. You should sleep, you didn't had to stay up..." I whispered back
"I was waiting for you. Goodnight Harry." she said turning and putting her back against me
"Goodnight Nymphadora." I said turning, passing an arm around her and nuzzling her hair. She giggled and sighted. In the following week, I sadly learned that this time, I couldn't wiggle out of Slughorn dinner for Christmas. The Quidditch team continued to train as hard as ever, but... Ron was troubling... He could be good when he wanted to, but during the last training session before our first match, he was particularly bad: he broke Katie's nose, kicking her in the face.
“I played like a sack of dragon dung,” said Ron in a hollow voice when the door had swung shut behind Ginny in the locker room.
“No, you didn’t,” I said firmly. “You’re the best Keeper I tried out, Ron. Your only problem is nerves.” Annabeth, Percy and Tonks nodded. We kept up a relentless flow of encouragement all the way back to the castle, and by the time we reached the second floor, Ron was looking marginally more cheerful. When I pushed open
the tapestry to take our usual shortcut up to Gryffindor Tower, we found ourselves looking at Luna and Ginny, who were locked in a close embrace and kissing fiercely as though glued
together.
“Oi!” Ron said. Meanwhile, Percy and Annabeth were interested in the choice of Ginny, considering her lover. Both girl broke apart and looked around.
“What?” said Ginny.
“I don’t want to find my own sister snogging people in public!”
“This was a deserted corridor till you came butting in!” said Ginny.
"I'm sorry Ron, I didn't thought it was wrong or a problem, since you five and Hermione are always hugging are kissing..." Luna's dreamy voice said
"It's not a problem Luna, it's just that Ron didn't took his sister nor you for witch witches. It's just a shock." I said, the others agreed and even Ron came to a stop, agreeing (especially after I hit his ribs). Meanwhile, Ginny had took a crimson taint :
"You got a problem with this?"
"Nope. You're like a sister to me, I would never criticize your choices." she nodded, glad that Ron was agreeing on that too. Still, the problem remains that Ron doesn't have any nerves... I went to the common room, a bit ahead of everyone else, and, watching my open trunk with awfully ugly socks in sight, an idea came to my mind. An excellent idea.