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[mione_says]

Twelve Grimmauld Place was home to some...well, interesting objects. At least, it seemed that way to Hermione as she found herself wandering through one of the house's various rooms. She had grown mentally exhausted from harping on recent events and crying about Ron's imprisonment, so she really needed SOMETHING to distract her

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[clumsymorphing]

..Tonks tripped in the stretch of hall just in front of her and spectacularly fell over. She was on her bloody lunch break and it only took her a few seconds to get to Grimmauld Place by Apparation but already she was tumbling around.

Getting up and retrieving her pride from where it was cowering in the corner, Tonks smiled at Hermione. "Wotcher, Hermione."

[mione_says]

Seeing Tonks nearly put her over the edge...

Trying to fight back tears, she replied with a watery smile, "Hey Tonks... How.. How's Ronald?"

[clumsymorphing]

Tonks' smile vanished almost immediately. She'd been on guard duty over the holding cell for an hour in the early morning and though she wasn't allowed to talk to him and he had probably been asleep, she had to fight the urge to leap through the door and let him out.

Her hair drooped slightly at this thought. "He's - he's holding up pretty well," she said, in the most comforting voice she could muster. "We know he's innocent, so I don't think they can really get him in much trouble. I don't know how much longer the Ministry will have to hold him, though..." she trailed off here, and had to add forcefully, "but hopefully not too much longer."

[mione_says]

She nodded, her strongest nod. Hermione cleared her voice lightly, and then smiled again. "So, what brings you here?"