Date: 25 May 2005
Character(s): Tonks, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Anyone else who cares to stop and chat
Location: The River
Status: Public
Summary: After nearly breaking her neck, Tonks decided staying in was the best thing until she was healed. Now, she's ready to venture out once more
Completion: Incomplete
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Those things can be burned now, right? )
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He grinned as Tonks plopped herself down next to him. "Help yourself to the plum in that bag you're almost sitting on, and tell me where you've been keeping yourself and what you've been up to."
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She shifted, picking up the bag and fishing through for a plum. Wiping it on her pant leg, she bit into the juicy fruit and sighed happily. "I can safely say that America would have been more fun than sitting at home. I... er..." She raked a hand through her hair, the tips of it turning red, accompanied by the flush of her cheeks. "I fell down the stairs the night the electricity shut off."
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It really wasn't funny. It wasn't. He shouldn't laugh. He shouldn't. But the lips began to twitch and he couldn't help it. "I know I shouldn't laugh, but you are the only person I know that trips over her own feet at home, but moves with the grace of a cat in a dangerous situation. Mum patched you up, did she?"
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She did grin even as he laughed at her mis fortune. Hell, now that she was better, even she could laugh at it. "Tell me about it," Tonks said shaking her head. "It was the night the electricity went out." Tonks paused. "No, that would be too easy. It was a few days after," Tonks rambled talking as she thought. "I was too lazy to turn on the light switch and found myself at the bottom of the stairs in a heap. Daddy went absolutely nuts, but yeah -- Mum patched me up nicely. Broken ankle and a sprained wrist... and to be honest, I didn't trust myself on the crutches."
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Kingsley grimaced. "Ouch. Bet that hurt. Glad to see you're better. I didn't get back to Stoats until some time after the power had been out. I'm still trying to get the smell out of my freezer. I think I'm just gonna chuck the whole thing and see if I can't scrounge up a less disgusting one from an abandoned building. I bet your mum is happy to have your dad back."
He gave her another nudge, "what have you been up to aside from mastering the fine art of crutches? I haven't see you at Auror Headquarters, although I'm not spending much time there myself."
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"You're always welcome to stop by. No reason necessary. You know which one it is? The white one at the end? I doubt blowing anything up would make much difference. The house isn't in the best shape, but it's all mine and it has a yard. Do you know I've never had a yard before? 45 years old and never had so much as a scrap of lawn."
"No, there's nothing wrong with teaching most things to men and women together, but Tonks... Shite... you're you. Stop thinking like an Auror and start thinking like a Bird for bit. How do those tiny gals learn to physically get away from those big blokes? Wand works not a problem. It's the physical stuff that causes a problem. Imagine McLaggan in a class with... ( ... )
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"I certainly will stop by," Tonks said with a grin. "I need new places to explore and fall on my arse and I believe it will be your home to be the next victim. A whirling dervish I am." She shook her head. "You've never not had a lawn? I couldn't imagine not having one."
She lifted a brow, crossing her arms in front of her chest. "I'm me?" she asked. "And just what is that supposed to mean?" She stuck her tongue out, to show she was kidding. "Not all us females are such wee defenseless creatures. I'm sure I could clean your clock any day of the week." She punched him playfully in the arm.
"Yes, I'm well aware that ink spills. Hence why I've been brushing up on my cleaning spells. I think I'm going to need them."
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He shook his head, "Never. Not once. My first house and my first lawn. Next thing you know, I might even decide to find a girlfriend or a cat, assuming I could find one that gets along with my owl... the cat, I mean, not the girlfriend. On second thought, maybe I do mean both."
"I'm sure you could clean my clock too." He rubbed his arm. "Damn, girl! Who taught you how to hit?"
"Well, you casting cleaning spells is something I've got to see, so come practice on my freezer whenever you're free. So does this stationery store have a name yet?"
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He chuckled. "It's always my fault. I wonder why that is?"
"If you can fix the freezer for me, you will be my hero. If not, it isn't as if I had planned to keep it anyway." She looked a little nervous as she told him the name she picked out. "Stationary with an 'a'? It's kind of clever. It'll look great on a sign. People might question you when you say it, but print up some business cards to hand over when it happens and you'll be set."
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