Who? Tonks, Remus, Maisie, and whoever else at 11-13 Grimmauld needs to talk with them.
When? Saturday night.
Where? 11-13 Grimmauld Place
Why? Because, foul-tasting as it is, the Wolfsbane potion needs to be taken regularly. And a metamorphmagus - 1 pcs. will make sure it is.
Tonks and Remus had returned from their few hours off, and already things seemed to be pressing around her. Information had come by owl that odd - baddly odd - things were happening all over, so she guessed things weren't going to be calm and smooth on shift tonight.
But before that...
She checked the potion again, despite the rather emphatic protests of her tummy as soon as she was close enough to smell it. She did smell and taste, as was right, before she poured two goblets - one for her husband, and one for her daughter. It was cruel, but... the transformation was worse without the potion to keep the insanity back. Or so she was assured.
She stuffed the two chocolate bars in her pockets and walked out into the evening room and called out to get their attention.
"Remus? Maisie? Time for the foul-tasting thing again... and then chocolate and kisses!"