The nightmare of what happened last night haunted my dreams, causing me to toss and turn for hours. I woke up noticing it was only five thirty in the morning, knowing I wouldn't be able to sleep I decided to do one thing that always calmed me down..Draw. I put on my black robe and grabbed my sketch book and pencil and headed down to the common room, not wanting to wake my new roommate who was slightly snoring and peacefully sleeping.

I took a seat on the bench underneath the large window and finally got a good look at the common room. It was gorgeous really and made me fell at home. There were couches and chairs scattered about and the wallpaper had lions on almost ever inch. I brought my knees up to my chest and started to sketch my surroundings.. I was about halfway done with shading the fireplace when I heard footsteps come down from the dorms. All I saw was a mess of red hair but from my position i couldn't tell who it was, but I knew it was either Fred or George. But whoever it was looked bothered, as they kept running a hand through their hair and moving their head around rather quickly.

"You ok over there?" i called out as quietly as I could, where they could still hear me. They jumped at the sound of my voice and tripped over a pillow on the ground making me laugh. I saw it was Fred who was no laying on the ground. "Ronnie, You scared the crap out of me" Fred said putting a hand over his heart and walking over to me seat. I moved my position so there was room for him to sit beside me. "What are you doing up so late?" I asked him as he took the empty seat beside me. "I should ask you the same thing." He replied as he smiled down at me.

I just shrugged and continued on with my drawing. "wow Ronnie this is really good" Fred told me as he peeked over my shoulder. "Thanks" I said softly and closed my sketch book and tossed it on the table by the window. "I just couldn't sleep..I was having nightmares" I told him with a sad smile. He gave me a knowing look and placed a hand on my knee that was still pulled to my chest. "Everyone at Hogwarts isn't like that Ronnie, some people are just assholes..pardon my french" he said winking at the last part making me smile.

"Thank you for everything Fred..I really don't know what would have happened if you hadn't come along last night" I said looking out the window at the sun that was now starting to set.  "I know what would have happened, But i don't want to think about it" He said quietly as he squeezed my knee. I smiled at the cute red headed boy beside me and the sunlight that was now pouring through the window made him look very handsome, I could see what a pretty brown his eyes were and the cute freckles across his nose looked more defined.

"Ronnie I want to tell you that I-" He started to say but was cut off by a couple of sixth years coming down the stairs and dressed for classes. They were rather loud for this early in the morning, and I knew continuing this conversation with Fred was a lost cause. "Im gonna go get ready for class fred" I said kissing his cheek and heading back upstairs.

When I walked in my room I saw my roommate was already up and dressed. "Oh Hi! Im Angelina Johnson!" she exclaimed and gave me a quick hug. "I was wondering where you had gone to last night and this morning" She added as she quickly ran a hairbrush though her dark brown hair. Looking at her now she was a really pretty girl with dark skin and very full lips. She was about 5 inches taller than me, and obviously was a couple years older than me. "Im sorry, I got lost last night and woke up really early today" I said taking off my robe and hanging it on the back of the door.

"Oh its ok! George said Fred went looking for you last night, So I figured he found you" she told me giving me a wink and grabbing her bag. "Yeah..." I said trailing off as memories of the night before came back to me. "Are you ok?" she asked me placing a hand on my shoulder. I looked up at her realizing I was burning a hole in the floor with my gaze, "Yeah, I'm fine.Just nervous for classes is all" I lied quickly.

"Oh, don't be nervous. I heard your super smart so you will be just fine! Its crazy how you got to skip two years though!" She said laughing and sat on her bed.  "yeah I still think its nuts" I said laughing and putting my uniform on quickly and magically doing my hair and makeup. "Ready for breakfast?" she asked. I nodded and grabbed my bag of books and prepared myself for the day..

Breakfast was uneventful. I got ignored by Hermione, Joked around with Ron and George. Got to know my new roommate..and Fred was quite oddly enough. Harry looked distracted like always, but i couldn't blame the poor kid. And I got a small wave across the great hall from Draco. Marcus Flint however was nowhere to be seen...

My first class potion I was looking forward to this morning until the teacher Professor Snape swaggered in and immediately took points from Gryffindor for no reason. I loved potions and was exceptionally good at it, I could brew potions quicker than most and knew secrets that improved them.

"This year class is your N.E.W.T level and you will be tested on your knowledge from the past seven years" Snape said as he crossed his arms across his chest. He looked extremely tired and angry from what I could gather and his wardrobe needed a burst of color. I didn't know a single soul in this class, I knew the weasleys and a bunch of fifth years but not even the twins or Angelina were in this class with me. I was sitting next to a dark haired ravenclaw boy who seemed to be falling asleep.

"Today you will brew a draught of living death potion..You have one hour" He sneered before walking off to his desk. We were instructed to work alone and the boy next to me was drooling. I discreetly tickled his face with my quill before going to grab my ingredients.. I heard the boy sneeze behind me and a chair shift meaning he finally woke up.

This potion I knew by heart and was finished quickly and perfect while everyone else was still cutting up Valerian roots. I looked and saw the ravenclaw boy was struggling and cutting his roots into the wrong shapes. "Use you quill to mark the root" I said softly and cleaned up the remainder of my mess. He looked at my cauldron shocked, "How are you finished so quickly?" He asked with his eyes wide. I was the only person done and the rest of class seemed to be struggling with one thing or another. "I have done this potion like a thousand times" I said laughing.  He furrowed his brow for a second before raising them, "Aren't you the girl who just skipped like four years?" he asked me, as he lined his leaves with his quill like I told him.

"I only skipped two, But yes that is me" I said smiling, I was now waiting for Snape to check my potion as he was nowhere in the classroom at this point. "MIss Tonks, are you bored or are you waiting for the potion to brew itself" I heard Snapes monotone voice ask from the side of my desk. "Oh I'm finished actually" I said politely as I motioned at my cauldron for him to check. He looked into my cauldron and his brow furrowed and his lip twitched. "You must have cheated Miss Tonks, No one in the history of this school has anyone ever brewed a successful draught of living death potion this quickly" he sneered at me with his arms crossed.  "umm you are mistaken sir. I believe my mother successfully brewed the potion in half the time I just did" i said said nicely as I could.

"And who might that be Miss Tonks" he asked with a frown still on his face. "Andromeda Black..Sir" I said sneering the name Sir. He gave a knowing look before turning around, his cloak swishing behind him. "Ten points from Gryffindor, for you rudeness Miss Tonks..Please turn your potion in." he said taking his seat behind his desk. I just groaned and leaned back in my chair.

"Don't worry about snape, He hates everyone" The boy beside me said stirring his potion that appeared to now be the correct color. "I'm Ronnie Tonks by the way" I said smiling at him. "Roger Davies" He said smiling and adding a couple more things into his potion. I turned my potion in and immediately received a dirty look and a five page essay on the effects of the potion we brewed..

My lunch period was next, I ate a small salad and started on my potions essay, even though it wasn't due until Friday. I hated falling behind and I easily could finish this essay in an hour. "Come on Ronnie don't be such a bookworm" George groaned from the seat in front of me. I just laughed and shook my head before continuing my paragraph. I was in no means a very studious person..But school was one thing that came naturally to me and I practically knew everything that was being taught at this school already..even if I didn't want to know it.."Well Georgie, the quicker I get everything done the quicker I can graduate" I said not taking my eyes off of my parchment.

I was not in defence against the dark arts...I was sitting beside Fred, who was actually in this class with me. Fred and I were playing a hand slapping game when the door slammed open and in walked  a short woman dressed in so much pink it made you want to vomit..She had a pin of a cat on her lapel and her perfume engulfed the classroom and i gagged as she past by our desk. I remember her from the feast yesterday, she was a ministry worker who didnt seem like she needed to be here.

"Welcome to seventh year defence against the dark arts. Here are your new ministry approved text books for you N.E.W.T.S this year." she said in her annoyingly high pitched voice. Professor Umbridge looked like a toadand sounded like a mouse. I opened the small book that was placed in front of me to see all the information inside the book I had learned when I was eight. Next to me Fred seemed to be just as confused as to why we had such easy material in our books.

"Um Professor?" i asked with my hand raised. She turned around with a sickeningly sweet smile on her face. "yes Miss Tonks?" she asked twirling a pen in her hands. "Isn't this book a little..umm outdated? I think this is more suited for a first year not seventh" i said showing her my book. I saw many students nod their heads in agreement.

"no each year will be learning the same material, as approved by the ministry" she said and turned around to give a lesson. "But there isn't anything about defence spells" I said before she could talk. she seemed to get annoyed at me instntly, but the fake smile never left her face. "Why would students need to know defensive spells?" she scoffed. "Now students turn to page-" but she was cut off again by me " Lord Voldemort is out there! Death eaters are everywhere, it isn't safe!" i exclaimed standing up in my chair.

"Sit down now! these are lies! there are no dark wizards who would want to attack children!" she yelled back at me. I was seriously getting angry at this woman. I felt Fred try and pull me down into my chair but I brushed him off. " So my father was killed for nothing, just a random act! My sister is an auror, I know how bad it is out there!" I shouted at the plump teacher.

"Detention tonight Miss.Tonks! now sit and shut your mouth before I shut it for you" she said. Having a teacher talk to me that way made me sit down in my seat.I looked calm as I sat down but on the inside I was fuming.. Two teachers hate me so far, and right now I'm glad I am graduating two years earlier..