Who: Tonks and Open When: Day Five. October 31st, 6am Where: Outside, and then inside the Sanctuary What: Tonks reports for duty and finds out who's here. Rating: PG13. Safe, yes? Status: Incomplete.
Nymphadora Tonks had reported for work yesterday as she always did. It was her last day in London though. At least for a while. The week prior she had been informed that she was being relocated to the more northern part of England. Sussex, to be exact. Sussex. They spoke funny up there, which was amusing to the metamorphmagus. She loved interesting accents. All of this was running through her head as today, Halloween, she reported to her new station.
It looked dead. Silent. And the pink-haired witch was looking around to take in her surroundings with a slight press to her lips. Glancing down at her paper, the official paperwork, she read it over once more. This was the spot. And her partner was one Sirius Prewett. Oh, Merlin. "This oughta be interesting." Muttered in amusement to herself. Hand pushing through brightly coloured hair and a shrug of her shoulder to shift the bag that was on it, the Auror headed to the door.
With the right word, it opened easily for her. And then nosy Tonks was poking around inside to get the lay of the land. Of course, this was still clumsy Tonks. So she stumbled over the slight crease that was in a rug on the floor, nearly running into the wall to catch her balance.