If you're gonna do it, do it right!
Who: Tonks, Remus, Andi, Teddy, Maisie, possibly Ted if he's interested.
What: Family dinner out.
When: A few days after the Azkaban fight.
Where: Starting at 11-13 Grimmauld place (I think that's what it should be called now? ;) ) and ending up in a nice muggle restaurant in London. At least she means that, if any of the others have strong preferences for a magical food place, she'll be fine with it.
Why: Because life doesn't stop because there is war. And families need time together, and she for one has been running around so much that she feels she's been neglecting everybody, her nearest and dearest first of all.
The day had started ill, but Remus had managed to lift her mood rather successfully. So even eight hours of patrolling in the silly drizzle and mud didn't get her down. Besides, she had that dinner with everybody to look forward to.
Crazy as things were, her family was still there. Hurt, battered, grieved, but alive. And while they lived, they could hope. That this all would end and they could snatch at peace again.
But for now? Temporary remedies should work. She hoped.
She got home and showered and changed into non-muddy clothes (yeah, she vanished the dirt from the ones she'd worn, but clean clothes just made sense). Everything and anything aside, all she was doing running around was to keep families safe, as far as she could. But families to stay together also required work. And, true Huffle, she wasn't going to shy away from it either.
When she was ready, a smile on her face, she slipped down to the parlour with the fireplace and sent a patronus - yeah, everybody was here in the same house, but she felt more like the faster way a patronus would locate each of them. Besides, she loved her silver-white wolf. Almost as much as she loved the reason her patronus looked like that.
I'm ready whenever you are. Down in the room with the fireplace.
What: Family dinner out.
When: A few days after the Azkaban fight.
Where: Starting at 11-13 Grimmauld place (I think that's what it should be called now? ;) ) and ending up in a nice muggle restaurant in London. At least she means that, if any of the others have strong preferences for a magical food place, she'll be fine with it.
Why: Because life doesn't stop because there is war. And families need time together, and she for one has been running around so much that she feels she's been neglecting everybody, her nearest and dearest first of all.
The day had started ill, but Remus had managed to lift her mood rather successfully. So even eight hours of patrolling in the silly drizzle and mud didn't get her down. Besides, she had that dinner with everybody to look forward to.
Crazy as things were, her family was still there. Hurt, battered, grieved, but alive. And while they lived, they could hope. That this all would end and they could snatch at peace again.
But for now? Temporary remedies should work. She hoped.
She got home and showered and changed into non-muddy clothes (yeah, she vanished the dirt from the ones she'd worn, but clean clothes just made sense). Everything and anything aside, all she was doing running around was to keep families safe, as far as she could. But families to stay together also required work. And, true Huffle, she wasn't going to shy away from it either.
When she was ready, a smile on her face, she slipped down to the parlour with the fireplace and sent a patronus - yeah, everybody was here in the same house, but she felt more like the faster way a patronus would locate each of them. Besides, she loved her silver-white wolf. Almost as much as she loved the reason her patronus looked like that.
I'm ready whenever you are. Down in the room with the fireplace.