for mayfield_rpg Twinkle, twinkle, little bat! How I wonder what you're at.

[imwotchingyou]

1) Between 1337 Benny Road and 2238 Stevens Road

[She’s on a mission. Tonks has spoken to Lucius Malfoy. It wasn’t of her own choosing, she doesn’t like him. Conversations like that, however, just seemed to happen in Mayfield. Needless to say, she’s been spoiled but she does not want to believe it

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[siriuslyadog]

It takes a few minutes for him to answer. At first knock, there's a loud crash, the sound of glass shattering, and a muffled curse. Eventually, someone from within shouts, "Alright, alright, I'm bloody coming," and about a minute later, Sirius answers the door, looking ruffled and wearing pajamas.

Nevermind that it was mid afternoon.

"What?" He snapped, half-asleep and grumpy.

[imwotchingyou]

Tonks blinks. She has to double-check to make sure that she's not inside with all the sounds coming out. Maybe that's where she got her clumsiness from?

When he opens the door he finds Tonks standing there. She has her morphing abilities back but the sad, slightly woobie expression she has on her face didn't have to be morphed. "D'you die?"

[siriuslyadog]

Sirius can't help but soften a little at the expression on ickle Tonks' face, and he sighs. He opens the door a little further, indicating for her to come in.

"Might've done, yeah. But I'm alright now, aren't I?"

[imwotchingyou]

"Might've?" She frowns. "Lucius Malfoy is in town. He says you did. He said some really awful things too."

[cowardly_snake]

[Lucius was out and about, searching for a way home when he spotted his niece. He crossed the road so he could walk past her with a nod, a smirk and...]

Nymphadora.

[imwotchingyou]

Don't call me Nymphadora!

[Tonks stops and glares at him. It's because of him that's on her way to see Sirius. She's not happy at all to see him. She reaches down and takes off her shoes, holding one in each hand.]

What d'you want?

[cowardly_snake]

It would be impolite to call you something other than the name your mother chose for you.

[He smirks at the shoes and ponders her question for a moment.]

Merely walking by.

[imwotchingyou]

Merely walking by? Somehow, I doubt that.

[The grip she has on her shoes tighten.]