Nymphadora B. Tonks (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} seaside_nymph) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} seasidecafe,@ 2008-04-02 19:51:00 |
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| Entry tags: | stress, who are you? |
Nymphadora Tonks: Who are You? & Stress
Dora looks around the cafe, surprised at how many people are there but she doesn't recognize many people at all. Her brows knit when she sees Sirius and then again at the sight of Harry, but she can't sort out the odd feeling in her belly that comes as a result. She wonders if she ate too much jelly.
With a bit of help from Xellos to keep from falling over, she stands on her chair, clutching a large stuffed bear that's nearly as large as she is. She peeks out over the top of his head for a minute until most people are looking at her and a bit less noisy.
Her voice starts out quietly but gains volume as she gains confidence even as her hair morphs from a mousy brown to an increasingly bright pink. "Hullo. I'm... I'm Dora. Nymphadora Tonks. But you can call me Dora like Mummy and Daddy do when m'not in trouble. But sometimes Daddy calls me Bumblebee. And m'five." She holds up all the fingers on her right hand in illustration.
"I live in the lonely room under the roof of Mr Holmes' house but it's not lonely now because it has me and Agnes and Teddy!" She holds up the large bear. "This is Teddy! And Agnes is the lamb that Mr Trunk gave me on the beach when I came here but Xellos said she had to stay home today and that I could only bring Teddy with me."
"And I've never turned m'self into a poletag or anything like that when'm upset but sometimes my hair gets stuck or I cry and Mummy and Daddy give me hugs and I have Teddy to hug now too. And Xellos! And Iago!" She giggles and points at them, nearly toppling over but managing to right herself at the last minute. "And Daddy says that crying's okay sometimes but that laughing's better than any potion cause it comes from inside and happiness and family's best for that."
She nods succinctly with the fierce importance only a young child can muster then she sits down and resumes pushing the last bit of jelly around in her bowl.