Is thanking you enough? Does it let you know how much you've helped?

[nymphadorauror]

Date: Friday, May 5th, 2000
Time: Evening
Place: Liverpool to London, Tonks’ residence to Grimmald
Characters Involved: Ron & Tonks
Rating: PG- Maybe 13
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[beyond_measure]

Ron appeared at the address Tonks had given him with a loud crack. He didn't know what the house looked like, and was momentarily afraid that'd apparated to the wrong place. It was really only once he spotted the four boxes and two bags with the woman sitting on the front steps that he knew he was where he needed to be. He was still unused to seeing Tonks with brown hair, and when he couldn't see her face and it was semi-dark it made it that much harder for him to identify her. He made his way up to the front steps of the house, smiling at the now-brunette.

"Ready, then, Tonks?"

[nymphadorauror]

The clear night sky allowed the stars and moon to glow softly over the Tonks’ residence, giving the narrow two-story gray house a faint shadow, which decorated most of the front walk and the stairs to the front door- where Tonks sat. It was an odd night to be sitting outside, Tonks thought, for the atmosphere was silent, and there was no chill in the air that usually was present when she found herself outside in the past, at hours like this. The stillness of night time was making her want to just pick up her things, and drag them out to the street beyond the short stone fencing of the property

[beyond_measure]

Ron eyed the two boxes and the bag for a moment before biting his lip. "Well, I think I can manage it."

He rolled his eyes at laughed at Tonks, throwing the bag over his shoulder before tucking a box under each arm. It was a bit awkward, but certainly not too heavy. Didn't feel as though there was much other than clothing in the boxes, actually. This couldn't be all her stuff, and it seemed a bit strange that she'd just been sitting on the front steps alone with her things.

"Are you sure you don't need more?"

[nymphadorauror]

Tonks watched Ron help her with the rest of her luggage, as it were, and then she immediately walked as fast as she could away from the house behind her, without looking back. She heard his voice and called over her shoulder to him.

“Nope… not at all….and not now.” She slightly shook her head, while her voice carried with it the pain of arguments and heavy denial, laced in a flat, loud voice. She would have just up and left for Grimmald without clothes and some personal items, if she didn’t plan to stay longer than the weekend. And that was the thing; she wasn’t sure where she would stay come Monday, and if she’d desire to see her Mum and Dad so soon after everything. Course they’ve argued in the past, but nothing was as hurtful as this fight- and Tonks usually was not as stubborn as she was at this moment- knowing that if she took the time to stop and just think about things, she might feel the sting of losing a friend all over again, and she wasn’t going to have it. She would mask this pain with the excitement of getting out of her

[nymphadorauror]

She nodded in agreement, and then headed for the kitchen without a word