Pinkish Tone

Number twelve Grimmauld Place

My name is Harry Potter, I'm a 15 year old boy. And I'm bored as hell! I repeat this sentence in my head at least 4 times an hour. But now I'm under one of the Dursley's window, between hydrangeas trying to listen to the news. Suddenly I heard a creak followed by the sound of broken porcelain and a gasp of aunt Petunia. I stand up quickly wand in hand, too quickly, I hit the window, and an unbelievable pain explode, from where it hit. Suddenly Vernon Dursley, my uncle took me by the throat and say, full of hate :"Put that thing away.Why did you make a pistol sound in front of us?!" "I didn't do anything!" I tried to enunciate. The door opened but Vernon didn't saw it by opposition to me. "What were you doing under the window?!" "I was trying to listen to the news." I said preoccupied "Listen to the...?!" he tighten his grip I could barely breath, when suddenly he let me go as if an invisible strength had make him stop. I fell and saw the leaf of the bushes move. I quickly get up and walk to the bushes as if I was going to bypass them." Where do you go?!!" "AWAY!" I turn to see my uncle get in. So before second thought, I jumped in the bushes and tackle the person. I hear a gasp, but the second after, I was held down by someone. "Wotcher Harry..." the person let me go and took off the invisibility cloak, it is a woman, an inch or two taller than me, with purple hair and a heart shaped head. She seems to be less than 30, she looks beautiful in her wizard ro- did I say beautiful?! "I'm Tonks." she looked embarrassed "Hello Tonks, it seems you already know me... But why are you here and why did you help me?" she blush a bit:"I can't tell you everything but I'm here to protect you... Secretly..."she said the last world like if it was a problem, "Oh..." I had a small smile "I won't tell everyone." I truly smirk:"But, you'll have to tell me the latest news." "You are blackmailing an Auror?!" she was smiling too "You're an auror?! Could you please tell me how hard it is to become an Auror?" her smile widen:"Oh, now you are talking kind to me. Coward." I took it in the face, she was the only person kind with me since the beginning of the summer. "I'm not a coward! And even if I am one, I'm not a stalker that hide under his invisibility cloak and spy people." she blush a bit and punch me in the arm. Suddenly I realized something :"Were you here too when I put my clothes on?" she blush even harder and her hairs dye in a pale pink color "How do you do that?!" "I'm a Metamorphagus, I can change my appearance whenever I want to." "We can learn that?" "No, I imagine sometime you would like to hide that scar, am I right?" "Yes." "Well, sorry: you are born Metamorphagus or, you're not a Metamorphagus." she pat gently my back "Come on, let's talk." she put her cloak on and get out of the bushes. I follow her and we talk to each other. Suddenly, I saw Dudley, my horrible cousin leaving his friend : "See ya Big D." "Yeah goodbye Dud." I run toward him :"Hey Big D!" "Oh it's you." "So, who was it this time : a nine years old boy, or maybe he was seven." "He was sixteen and shut up." "You all attack him together?" he stop, a devilish smile on his face:"You can talk: you are crying by night to your pillow." I froze:"What do you mean?" "This night and others like this :'don't kill Cedric! don't kill Cedric!' who is Cedric? Your boyfriend?" "Shut up!" "Or what? Huh? You'll cry onto me? And where is your mother Potter huh? Oh yeah, she's dead. " I took my wand and pointed it on my cousin who petrified and say :"Y-you can't! You'll be expelled!" "Mabye rule have changed!" the soft voice of Tonks whisper in my ears:"Don't do that. He's not worth it." suddenly it turns darker, colder too, the light of lampposts turns off. "What are you doing?" "That's not me Diddykins." "Liar!" I felt a strong punch hit me, but Tonks grabbed me. They couldn't be here. Not in Little Whining. Suddenly a cold hand grab my throat and turn me to his face. A dementor was facing me, already draining all my happy thoughts but I tried to think of one. The afternoon I just pass came in my head like a fireworks. "SPERO PATRONUM!!" an enormous stag erupt from my wand and hit the dementor. I turn to see a dementor bowing on Tonks. I could see her because her cloak had slid. "Toward her!" and turn on the other side and throw my patronus on the one above Dudley. The three of us were panting. "I'll go arrange your case. Go right back to your house with him, don't move from there. Everything's gonna be alright." I nod, took Dudley under one arm and turn to see Mrs Figg coming and nodding at Tonks departure. She accompanied me saying how much she was sorry to have been sometime so mean with me,and that she is a Squib and other futilities. I arrive at the house, was accused by Dudley, found out my aunt knew much more than she was showing, and the Dursley are much more interest in my "lot" than usually. I also receive 3 other owls: one from Mr Weasley saying to stay where I was and one for Tonks saying that it was fixed and immediately receive the third saying that I'll have disciplinary hearing on the twelfth of August. So I went to my room for the rest of the week, forbidden to get out of it. And after this week, Uncle Vernon came in the evening : he was wearing his best suit and an expression of enormous smugness. "We're going out." he said. "Sorry?" "We--that is to say, your aunt, Dudley and I--are going out." "Fine." I said dully, looking back at the ceiling. "You are not to leave your bedroom while we are away." "OK." "You are not to touch the television, the stereo, or any of our possessions." "Right." "You are not to steal food from the fridge." "OK." "I am going to lock your door." "You do that." Uncle Vernon glared at me, clearly suspicious of this lack of argument, then stomped out of the room and closed the door behind him. I heard the key turn in the lock and Uncle Vernon's footsteps walking heavily down the stairs. A few minutes later I heard the slamming of car doors, the rumble of an engine, and the unmistakeable sound of the car sweeping out of the drive. As I haven't lot to do, I laid myself on my bed and begin to fall asleep, suddenly another sound of broken porcelain came from downstairs. I stand up slowly and took my wand plus Sirius knife and hid myself in the wardrobe. I heard the locket being unlock and the door opening. When I was sure the person was in front of me, I jump out of the wardrobe, tackle the person and put my knife on her throat. "L-lumos." that was a soft voice, and light shine from the wand of the person I am threatening... It's Tonks. I stand up both shocked and embarrassed,and look around to see faces I know. "I like your spirit boy." : Moody was the one saying that, the Professor Lupin on his right add:"Not bad reaction, but you should have been a little bit less impulsive and evaluate the threat level." "I see what you mean now, Remus," said a bald black wizard standing furthest back; he had a deep, slow voice and wore a single gold hoop in his ear. "He looks exactly like James." "Except the eyes," said a wheezy-voiced, silver-haired wizard at the back. "Lily's eyes." so I had been presented to my 'Advanced Guard'. Mad Eye Moody asked me to get my luggage ready while everyone except one of them (who will help me) get down. I began to tidy the trunk, I turn to see that Tonks was the one staying. God, why didn't I tidy my room?! "So, you like being on top of me don't you..." I blush really hard and turn to see Tonks, smirking. "I-I-I... N-no why would I like to be on top of you?! Not like you're not pretty, funny and full of life!" "I was only joking Harry, but thanks for the compliments." she then turn to Hedwig's empty cages:"Scourgify." some feathers, and other owl's dropping vanished. She then turn to the trunks, made a gesture, and everything in my room that was going to school made his way to the trunks and tidy themselves."That's not very neat." she tried again but nothing really changed. She then see herself in the mirror :"Purple make me look peaky isn't it?" she changed to a bubble-gum pink. "No matter what color you could take, it still looks beautiful." the words had flew before I could hold them. She blush a bit. I smiled getting an idea of subject change :"So Nymphadora, ready to go?" "Don't call me Nymphadora!" but she was smiling too"Where is your broomstick? Wow a Firebolt?! I just have a poor Comet two sixty... " she then took the trunks with magic, catch my hand and get downstairs, leaving my hand when we enter the room where the others were. "Excellent," said Lupin, looking up as Tonks and I entered. "We've got about a minute, I think. We should probably get out into the garden so we're ready. Harry, I've left a letter telling your aunt and uncle not to worry--" "They won't." I said. "--that you're safe--"  "That'll just depress them."  Tonks giggle  "--and you'll see them next summer." "Do I have to?" she truly laughed. Lupin smiled but made no answer. "Come here, boy," said Moody gruffly, beckoning me towards him with his wand. "I need to Disillusion you."  "You need to what?" I said nervously. "Disillusionment Charm." said Moody, raising his wand. "Lupin says you've got an Invisibility Cloak, but it won't stay on while we're flying; this'll disguise you better. Here you go--"  He rapped me hard on the top of the head and I felt a curious sensation as though Moody had just smashed an egg there; cold trickles seemed to be running down my body from the point the wand had struck. " Nice one, Mad-Eye." said Tonks appreciatively, staring at my midriff. I was now like a chameleon. We get out, get on our broom and wait for the signal, and when it came, get off the ground and fly away from all the problems that I had. I was behind Tonks and before Mad-eye, this last one was making us took detours. So to pass time, I amused myself : I accelerate to be just next to Tonks and:"Come on I bet that even if you take 10 seconds of advance, I can reach you in 3." she looks amuse and say with a serious tone:"Bet. But what do I have if you loose?" "Whatever you want." "OK." she then accelerate and, when I was at eight, I bow on my broom: "Potter, if you accele-" but the rest of the sentence was way behind me, I was now getting right to Tonks: 1 second 200m left, 2 seconds 105m left... I reach her, but:"4 seconds, I can have whatever I want." : she giggle "So what do you want?" "The deepest secret of the survivor." I look at her, caught off guard. "O-OK." Moody and the others had catch up with us:"Potter I don't know if I want to kill you for being so burn head or praise you to don't respect not one, but two Auror." Tonks whisper in my ear:"I think he already like you." a smile appears on my face. After that, nothing happened and I began to feel the cold getting in my body. When I finally couldn't continue, Tonks spoke up:"Come on Moody! It's under us, we'll all be icicles if we don't get straight to the hideout." without waiting for the answer, she get down, I put myself next to her and she says :"The last person who touch the ground is a Troll!" and she dive even harder, I immediately speed up and was next to her at her own pace :"Come on, you'll loose if you have the same speed than me, I'm an aurore, I know how to keep my cold blood." I smirk for answer and wait: 40 meters from the ground, 30, 20, 10, 6, 5 she brake, 4 meters, 3, 2, 1m and 70 centimeters, I brake and touch the ground lightly."You're crazy Harry!" "I can't be crazy if I'm Harry." "Are you serious?" "No, I'm Harry." she punch my arm gently:"Bad joke." Moody land near us, wait for the others to do the same and gave me a scroll, there was this written on it, in a narrow writing:The Headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix may be found at number twelve, Grimmauld Place, London. "Set this in your head." he then burn it, I look up and saw the eleventh, and the thirteenth but:"Where is the twelfth?" "Think about what you just read."  I did so and when I finish the sentence, the twelfth push the eleventh and the thirteenth to insert himself between them. Tonks offer me to get in exaggerating to act like host in movie:"Wanna enter?" "With my pleasure!" Moody undo the disillusionment charm, I enter and saw old-fashioned gas lamps sputtered into life all along the walls, casting a flickering insubstantial light over the peeling wallpaper and threadbare carpet of a long, gloomy hallway, where a cobwebby chandelier glimmered overhead and age-blackened portraits hung crooked on the walls. I heard something scuttling behind the skirting board. Both the chandelier and the candelabra on a rickety table nearby were shaped like serpents.There were hurried footsteps and Ron's mother, Mrs. Weasley, emerged from a door at the far end of the hall. She was beaming in welcome as she hurried towards us, though I noticed that she was rather thinner and paler than she had been last time I had seen her. "Oh, Harry, it's lovely to see you!" she whispered, pulling me into a rib-cracking hug before holding me at arm's length and examining me critically. "You're looking peaky; you need feeding up, but you'll have to wait a bit for dinner, I'm afraid. . . ." She turned to the gang of wizards behind me and whispered urgently, "He's just arrived, the meeting's started." The wizards behind me all made noises of interest and excitement and began filing past me towards the door through which Mrs. Weasley had just come. Tonks said :"See ya Harry." and she kiss my cheek, it burn where her lips had touch, I made to follow Lupin, but Mrs. Weasley held me back. "No, Harry, the meeting's only for members of the Order. Ron and Hermione are upstairs, you can wait with them until the meetings over, then we'll have dinner. And keep your voice down in the hall," she added in an urgent whisper. "Why?" I ask still feeling my cheek burning. "I don't want anything to wake up." "What d'you--?"  "I'll explain later, I've got to hurry, I'm supposed to be at the meeting-- I'll just show you where you're sleeping." Pressing her finger to her lips, she led me on tiptoe past a pair of long, moth-eaten curtains, behind which I supposed there must be another door, and after skirting a large umbrella stand that looked as though it had been made from a severed troll's leg, we started up the dark staircase, passing a row of shrunken heads mounted on plaques on the wall. A closer look showed me that the heads belonged to house-elves. All of them had the same rather snout-like nose. My bewilderment deepened with every step I took. What on earth were they doing in a house that looked as though it belonged to the Darkest of wizards? "Mrs. Weasley, why--?"  "Ron and Hermione will explain everything, dear, I've really got to dash." Mrs. Weasley whispered distractedly. "There." we had reached the second landing "You're the door on the right. I'll call you when it's over." And she hurried off downstairs again. I crossed the dingy landing, turned the bedroom doorknob, which was shaped like a serpent's head, and opened the door. I caught a brief glimpse of a gloomy high-ceilinged, twin-bedded room; then there was a loud twittering noise, followed by an even louder shriek, and my vision was completely obscured by a large quantity of very bushy hair-- Hermione had thrown herself onto me in a hug that nearly knocked me flat, while Ron's tiny owl, Pigwidgeon, zoomed excitedly round and round their heads. "HARRY! Ron, he's here, Harry's here! We didn't hear you arrive! Oh, how are you? Are you all right? Have you been furious with us? I bet you have, I know our letters were useless--but we couldn't tell you anything, Dumbledore made us swear we wouldn't, oh, we've got so much to tell you, and you've got things to tell us--the dementors! When we heard--and that Ministry hearing--it's just outrageous, I've looked it all up, they can't expel you, they just can't, there's provision in the Decree for the Reasonable Restriction of Underage Sorcery for the use of magic in life-threatening situations--" " Let him breathe, Hermione," said Ron, grinning as he closed the door behind me. He seemed to have grown several more inches during their month apart, making him taller and more gangly looking than ever, though the long nose, bright red hair and freckles were the same. Still beaming, Hermione let go of me, but before she could say another word there was a soft whooshing sound and something white soared from the top of a dark wardrobe and landed gently on my shoulder. "Hedwig!" The snowy owl clicked her beak and nibbled my ear affectionately as I stroked her feathers. "She's been in a right state." said Ron. "Pecked us half to death when she brought your last letters, look at this--" He showed me the index finger of his right hand, which sported a half-healed but clearly deep cut. "Oh, yeah." I said. "Sorry about that, but I wanted answers, you know. . . ." "Like Hermione said, we couldn't inform you, whatever the subject... Dumbledore made us swear..." "Yeah, I understand." they both look like they had taken a slap, Ron spoke first:"You... Understand?!" "Yeah, you have swear, you couldn't say anything, that's all." "But we thought you would get mad and shout at us!?" "Well obviously I'm not going to 'get mad and shoutat' you." Hermione was looking at me, suspicious. She took a knife and put it on my throat :"Say something only Harry Potter know." "Get here" she did so and I whisper:"You love the redhead over here." she blush and let me go:"It's Harry, no doubt." she then smirk:"I remark now that you have the same expression as if Cho had kiss you." I say truly :"Who?" "OK it's worse than I thought it was! He had forgot about Cho Chang! Ron help him!" Ron turn to me, amazed, he then run straight to me, and lock his arms around me to made sure I'll not try to go:"Who is it?" "Let... Me... Go." they both repeat :"Who is it?" "I'll say... Nothing, let me... Go!" Hermione began to tickle me, so I began to laugh :"Not fair! I'll say nothing!" Ron began to do the same, I was almost crying from laughing to much. "I say STOP! I'LL SAY NOTHING." two red head pop out of nowhere : the twins had Apparate. "Hey Harry, we thought that we heard your melodious voice so we decide to check it- what's going on?!" they had just remark the chaos, "They are torturing me!" Fred turn to he's younger brother :"Is that true?" "Yeah, he totally forgot Cho Chang!" "You mean the Cho Chang he love since your third year?! That explains everything." he took my other arm and help Ron to held me. George him, help Hermione and tickle me. I was now crying from laughing. "S-S-S-stop! Hahahahahahahaha I'll don't hahahahahaah s-s-say anything." Ginny arrive at this point :"We must go to the dinner, mom call us. What's going on here?" "He loves someone else than Cho." she smile:"Hope that's not me: I'm in the same case." "WHAT?!" both twins stop and launch themselves on the step of Ginny. I took up the ball and flew to go help Mrs Weasley. Arriving in front of the moth-eated pair of curtains, I heard the sound of something falling on the ground, under the second floor. "Tonks!" cried Mrs. Weasley in exasperation, "I'm sorry!" wailed Tonks"It's that stupid umbrella stand, that's the second time I've tripped over--" But the rest of her words were drowned by a horrible, ear-splitting, blood-curdling screech. The moth-eaten velvet curtains I was standing next to had flown apart, but there was no door behind them. For a split second, I thought I was looking through a window, a window behind which an old woman in a black cap was screaming and screaming as though she were being tortured--then I realised it was simply a life-size portrait, but the most realistic, and the most unpleasant, I had ever seen in my life. The old woman was drooling, her eyes were rolling, the yellowing skin of her face stretched taut as she screamed, and all along the hall behind them, the other portraits awoke and began to yell, too, so that I actually screwed up my eyes at the noise and clapped my hands over his ears, I almost had felt from the stairs. Lupin and Mrs Weasley darted forward and tried to tug the curtains shut over the old woman, but they would not close and she screeched louder than ever, brandishing clawed hands as though trying to tear at their faces. "Filth! Scum! By-products of dirt and vileness! Half-breeds, mutants, freaks, begone from this place! How dare you befoul the house of my fathers--"  Tonks apologised over and over again, dragging the huge, heavy troll's leg back off the floor; Mrs. Weasley abandoned the attempt to close the curtains and hurried up and down the hall, Stunning all the other portraits with her wand; and a man with long black hair came charging out of a door facing Tonks. "Shut up, you horrible old hag, shut UP!" he roared, seizing the curtain Mrs. Weasley had abandoned. The old woman's face blanched. "Yoooou!" she howled, her eyes popping at the sight of the man. "Blood traitor, abomination, shame of my flesh!" "I said--shut--UP!" roared the man, and with a stupendous effort he and Lupin managed to force the curtains closed again. The old woman's screeches died and an echoing silence tell. Panting slightly and sweeping his long dark hair out of his eyes, my godfather Sirius turned to face me. "Hello, Harry," he said grimly, "I see you've met my mother."