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Bloody hell! I demand that someone tell me what the hell just happened?!

Bloody fucking... Because this is just what I needed right now.

I miss my job from back home. Being a bartender is not nearly as fun or rewarding as it was. I'm rather bored and I keep changing my face and forgetting that my job is with muggles that don't understand when I show up with a different face. Atleast when I got a job there I had used my actual face so it isn't that hard to remember when I arrange it back to the way it is supposed to be.

My aunts are the whiniest sods I think I have ever seen. Oh it is so intolerable! Oh suck it up and deal. I don't like it here all that much but a situation is all of what you make of it. I just miss my job. I'm half tempted to go bug Moody about doing something. Since he isn't the man I remember I doubt he will know me but it is worth a try.

Right my mother is here and she looks younger than I am. Now I know how Lily must feel about her grandparents being younger than she is. It is about as weird as knowing that someone bothered to reproduce with me let alone Remus. It is really very bonkers. Moody showed up today as well and he looks younger than I remember my dear mentor. I would bet my pink hair that he still only drinks from his flask, is highly cantankerous, and spouts about 'constant vigilance!' I am sort of sad he doesn't have Whirly. Mad Eye isn't really the Mad Eye I know with out the mad eye.

Potter, Black, I'm just going to presume this is your fault. One or both of you.

2008. What the bloody fuck is going on?

What's this then? How did I end up in New York?

I really need to get back for my NEWTs or the professors will have a fit. You shouldn't even be able to apparate from Hogwarts at all...let alone unintentionally.

It shouldn't feel weird to have my normal face. I figured since I had to have normal hair I would just let all relax back to default. It is sort of scary how much I look like mum. I am not even sure when the last time I let my real one show. I am sort of surprised my body remembered what it looked like.

Last I checked there was a ridiculously large and imposing bald black man running around. Also last I checked he was my closest friend yet said individual has not visited. I am disappointed and will now begin to pout with out mercy.

Well.. this is an interesting turn of events. It would seem that I am not so easy to defeat as some fools would think. It is good to be back, to be alive. Now I can plan. And then I will act.

But until then, I will have to sate my appetite. Perhaps I will find a restaurant that serves a cuisine to my liking. I believe that I'll try some... turtle soup. I hear it's really something to be savored. Hmm.

I found a job at a little bar around the corner from here. Apparently the last bartender up and quit after having a nervous breakdown. He kept going on about murderous beernuts or some rubbish. I have to be all presentable though so I have to decide what natural hair color I want to have.

Well, now. This could be something of a problem.

I don't think the iconic line "I don't think we're in Kansas anymore" could properly describe how I feel at the moment.

It is amazing what you can miss when it isn't there. Like the whirling boggle sort of noise that Moody's eye makes, the smell of Molly's cooking, the chittering of the twins concocting some sort of mischief. The feel of Kingsley’s hands when he catches me from falling...that deep throated chuckle...the smell of his cologne...him...just him!

I bloody hate it here.

This is.. this is a great prank you guys, really. Jamie- you're hilarious. I think you've proved you're the better man here.

So, it would be helpful if the better man could put me back in the proper place. I'm thinking in a general now-ish sort of time.

Never even met Harry Bloody Potter and my son was like a brother to his kids. We named him Teddy. I am almost scared to ask why he was named that. From the sounds of it the next generation were named for those that fell. Mum was probably devistated. Guess Aunt Trixie was just doing the right thing cleaning up the family garbage by taking me out...and Sirius by the looks of it.

I am going to go sit under scalding water and drown in a bottle. If you don't hear from me for a couple of days I would come look for a pulse.

It feels very strange but tomorrow is my birthday. I just turned twenty-two right before I left and here it is my birthday again.


The question is though do I turn twenty-two again or do I start claiming to be thirty-five?

Well, this place ain't so bad.

In fact, I'm startin' to enjoy myself. Really enjoy myself.

Y'know who you are that I'm enjoying, so I don't need to bring it up. Bein' polite as I am and all.

[Remus] 'lo, poppit. Come to your senses yet? [/Remus]

My apartment is out to kill me. I know I am a bit...oh blimey I am ridiculously clumsy but I'm never this bad! Who trips and knocks over a lamp and ends up slicing their hand open on the broken lightbulb? I guess I should be thankful I didn't bloody well electricute myself. Why did da have to pass it on? Why could I have not been given mum's grace?

Yes, well now that I am not completely drunk all over myself let me do this right and proper like. I'm Tonks. I have a first name but I am not going to tell you what it is because I will do horrible things to you if you dare use it. I have to wonder if Kingsley is wondering where I am...or Moody as far as that thought goes.

Blimey this is just wickedly mental! I guess I have dad to think for knowing what a computer is at least...and all the other wonderfully muggley things around this apartment. Lot to adjust to regardless, right? As long as mum doesn't pop up younger than I am like Sirius and Remus and their group did I should be fine.

The future kids are a bit wonky. I barely know Ron and Hermione though their daughter seems pretty ace.