Who: Tonks and Heather What: Tonks comes around for Heather's doctor appointment When: Tuesday morning Where: The Winchester House status/rating: incomplete/PG?
Tonks added the Winchester house onto the list of places people couldn't just apparate right up to. It was there along with Hogwarts. She'd aimed for the house, but ended up down the block instead and immediately figured that they had some sort of protections around the house. It made sense, given their constant demon troubles. It didn't matter too much, but it was a good thing to know for the future. On the plus side, it meant she didn't fall over herself right on their front stoop. She sighed as she picked herself up off the ground after her traditional post-apparation stumbling over her legs as if they were made out of jello.
Dusting herself off, Tonks readjusted her bag and pushed her hair back before heading down the street. It wasn't too far of and soon she was tripping up the front steps and practically ringing the doorbell with the tip of her nose. She was squinting and rubbing dirt off her nose while she waited for the door to open.