Andromeda Tonks will not shut up -- wherever you like

[mm_lettie]

In a small corner, Andromeda Tonks is putting things into small boxes. Into each goes a half-dozen cookies, several pairs of socks (varying sizes) and a carefully coiled and spell-bound tube of glitter. Said socks are of varying colours that some wizards might recognized -- Quidditch team colours

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[professor_rosa]

Baked goods aren't what has Micky wandering over, coffee in hand, but they wouldn't hurt.

"Hey," he starts, stopping by one of the chairs.

"Mind if I sit?"

[professor_rosa]

That causes Micky to grin, although he hides it by taking a sip of his coffee.

"I tried cooking during college -- just to pay my way through. No one ever commented on it, but I'm pretty sure it was because they were too nice to tell me my food sucked."

[andromynous]

"So my theory's proved. Merlin, it took me years to stop burning pancakes, nevermind cookies."

She laughs. "And then things would get so very messy and I would just die. I'm horridly neat when I can be."

[professor_rosa]

"Oh, come on. I bet your cooking's fine," he says apologetically, although the corners of his lips are turned upwards.

"And pancakes have a huge potential for messiness, anyhow, as does fire."

This is patently true.

The mun would know.

[andromynous]

"Now," she admits with a smile. "My cooking is just fine now, but it took a good twenty or so years for it to get that way."

Andromeda shakes her head. "That they do."

[professor_rosa]

"As they say, practice makes perfect."

[andromynous]

"Certainly." Andromeda laughs.

"It improved my magic, too."

[professor_rosa]

He steeples his fingers and raises a questioning eyebrow.

Explanation, please.

[andromynous]

She arches her own right back.

"A lot of the spells I've learned are for simple things. Setting pots to scrub, cutting things up, boiling water."

[professor_rosa]

"And other things like, what, saving the universe?"

[andromynous]

"Sadly, no. Can't do that myself."

She shakes her head.

[professor_rosa]

He smiles crookedly.

"Well, I'm still impressed."

[andromynous]

"I try to stay away from those sort of curses," She admits, "I've seen too many people killed by them."

Most of them had been family in one way or another.

[professor_rosa]

"... Our conversations just tend to circle back to that subject, don't they?"

[andromynous]

"It's more my fault than yours," she admits with a shake of her head, deciding to amend things by bringing out her wand and muttering a small spell that had little birds fluttering out of the tip of it to circle above them for a minute before they dissipated into smoke.

[professor_rosa]

"Cute," he says, looking up at the birds and taking another sip from his mug.

Well, they are.