RP: A Metamorphmagus, a werewolf, and a puppy Who: Tonks, Remus, and Sirius When: Friday, February 12 Where: Hogwarts grounds and outskirts What: Explorations Warnings None
Though she knew now that it wasn't a dream being in Hogwarts once more, not even a fever dream, it was still incredibly surreal on a bevy of levels. People she knew were here, but different. People she didn't know, but were family, were here as well. But why? Why did the timey-wimey magic grab these people first? Were they the easiest to get? Was there actually a big to-do as the reason? Or was it the desperate throes of more desparate spirits?
Tonks was twisting a longer lock of hair, the whole of it swooped up in a ponytail, the colours idly shifting along the red spectrum before returning to favoured pink. She waited at the portrait mentioned for Sirius and Remus, ready to go out and see what was at the school's borders.
Wand tucked safely in her jeans pocket, she leaned casually against a half pillar, one that used to have a vase or something on it. Or she meant to, and missed it by half an inch and stumbled before righting herself.