“Be more careful, Tonks. Watch your step, Tonks. Look out for that bloody stoop, Tonks!” Nymphadora Tonks growled to herself as she hobbled along the damp cobblestone street that lead to her flat. The day was suitably cold and wet; it fit her mood nicely. Irritably, she smacked a stray aluminum can that lay in the gutter and grunted in
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Great fic, I love that she nailed the socks to her mantle. Makes me wonder if she'll have them stuffed and mounted like a hunter with a good story about the deer head on his wall. ;)
Fun fic, I really enjoyed it!
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I thought this was a lot of fun. I really liked Tonks' annoyance in the early section, and how that seems to dissipate the instant she sees Remus, and I loved all the little details about the Chudley Canons colours and what she'd been doing to break her leg in the first place.
All very nicely done.
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