WHO: Ted and Nymphadora Tonks WHERE: On the road - perhaps stopping somewhere WHEN: Backdated to Saturday afternoon WHAT: Driving lessons. Sort of. RATING: TBD
There was never a scarier sentence uttered than the one that included 'Nymphadora Tonks' and 'driving', something Dora was happily oblivious to. In her own mind, she was doing a brilliant job passing other cars, looking where she was going, and accelerating. Admittedly braking was still a bit of a problem, but that's what seat belts were for, wasn't it?
After a cheerful stomping session through the neighbourhood and into town, Dora glanced at her father. "Did you really want to buy Mum lingerie? 'Cause we can stop there, if you'd like. I need new socks and knickers anyhow."
As she spoke, she artfully swerved around a car parked on the side of the road, missing the right taillight by a good half-foot.