A/N this takes place during HBP

Disclaimer; I am not a highly talented writer so therefore none of these charaters are mine…

Nymphadora Tonks knew she would regret going to this meeting of the Order when she woke up. The best way to describe it was something felt ‘off’. The day started fine she accompanied the children to Hogsmeade and then it had all gone wrong it was ever since then she’d started to feel ill by the time the Order had assembled around the kitchen table at twelve Grimmauld place she felt rubbish. She had given a quick account of her patrol around Hogsmeade then slumped down in her chair that was where she had been sat for the past half an hour listening to Snape and Moody argue. She wasn’t sure what they were arguing about as she was currently concentrating on the ache in her stomach she’d had since dinner that was beginning to make her feel sick. She looked around the room: Molly was busying herself with cleaning up the tea things, a towel was flying across the counter moping up where Tonks had spilled orange juice earlier. Remus was sat trying to meditate between Snape and Moody were stood, Moody’s magic eye spinning wildly and occasionally landing on Tonks making her feel uncomfortable.

Kingsley and Arthur Weasley were talking between themselves.

“Excuse me,” said Tonks suddenly getting up and exiting the room before anyone questioned her. In her haste once outside the room she tripped on the first stair and went crashing into the banister somehow managing not to wake the portrait but loud enough to have Kreacher send insults flying her way. Muttering under her breath at the house elf she ascended the flight of sitars ignoring the sudden scurrying from above and the fact she could see one end of a pair of extendable ears been dragged out of view she went into the bathroom shutting the door and taking a seat on the edge of the bath. She left warm, not hot it was like all the air had been taken out the room. Tonks caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror, her pink hair was no longer it’s vivid colour but a faded pink on its’ way to returning to her normal mousy brown. Her skin was pale and beginning to glisten with sweat. She hated been ill it turned her into a small child wanting to curl up on the sofa while her mum looked after her while messing with her morphing ability. But she couldn’t do that now she was an auror she was old enough to take care of herself. She stayed sat in the bathroom for five minutes her stomach doing back flips the entire time. After five minutes she headed back down knowing if she was any longer she would be caught on Molly’s radar. She went back into the kitchen unnoticed as McGonagall had arrived and was giving her account of what had happened at Hogsmeade, the slight limp when she walked the only outward sign of what had gone on. Once sat down Tonks drifted back into her own world.

“I met up with Tonks and Ron outside Honeydukes and we appertated back to here,” finished McGonagall looking over at Tonks for some sort of recognition instead the group found Tonks lent over the table both arms wrapped around her stomach.

“Tonks are you ok?” asked Molly noticing for the first time Tonks’s appearance as she did her hair that was pale pinks reverted to a mousy brown and the chair shot back from the table as Tonks vomited half on the floor in front and half down her legs. She made no attempt to move from this position as Minerva and Molly rushed round to her.

“Nymphadora,” said Molly getting no reaction from using her first name she cupped a hand under her chin and lifted her head. McGonagall had cleaned Tonks and was helping molly get her to her feet.

“Get her in the other room, lay her down,” said Molly as Moody swung the door to the hallway open and steeped on one end of a pair of extendable ears.

“Caught,” shouted Ron as his mother glared up at them but all was forgotten as they saw her and Remus dragging Tonks out the kitchen.

“What happened to her?” said Ron looking at Hermione over his shoulder, “she was fine when we got back, a little scratched up but they fixed that,” he added as Harry, Fred, George, Ginny and Hermione descended half way down the stairs watching them lay Tonks on the sofa. Her appearance was shocking sweat glistened over all her bare porcelain white skin her hair stuck to the side f her face in the colour she detested so much.

“She was fine earlier, repeated Ron, “we were eating chocolate before it all happened,”

He looked behind him to Hermione whose left arm hung in a limp sling to injured for the potion to work straight away healing the bone.

“She said something when she found her,” said Ginny looking at her mum.

“Crucosim, cruciosom….something like that,” mumbled Ron, “we thought she was just stunned from the jinx’s Bellatrix had fired.”

“And she got hit with Cruciatus,” added Ginny. Moody’s eye had stopped dead on Tonks.

“Kingsley” he seemed to know what to do the moment Moody said his name and left the room a faint pop in the distance showing he had gone.

“I’ll get some requime potion,” said Snape with a sneer.

“What?” asked Harry drawing attention to himself for the first time since they got back his bruised skin and messed up hair showing the brunt of that nights happenings.

“It’s like memory aid,” said McGonagall “we will all take it and the days event from any given time will replay in front of us like in occulency.” She explained.

“If you can do that why not give it to death eaters?” asked Hermione.

“Because it will only work if the recipient is willing,” answered Remus his eyes not moving from Tonks.

“I still don’t get why we need it,” said Ron itching at the scratches on his back.

“Because we need to know what spell was used on Tonks,” said Molly now wiping the young auror’s fevered brown with a damp cloth.

TBC ………………………..

A/N this is my first Harry Potter fiction so criticism is welcome as long as it’s constructive please….