Lunch Between Adults
Who: Ron and Tonks What: Ron trying to mend bridges When: Sometime in the afternoon Why: See What Rating: PG-13 Only because can't help swearing
Ron sat quietly at a corner deli and waited for Tonks to show up. He didn't know if she would, and he caught part of himself wishing she wouldn't. Coming face to face with the fiery Auror was never something he did growing up, and from all accounts he had no intention of doing it. He had arranged this meeting to avoid things like that, and had made sure it was in a very public place.
He twiddled with the silverware and scanned the crowd for either a sign of Tonks or trouble like he'd been trained to do. He wasn't about to be caught unawares, and with attacks becoming more frequent these days he was making doubly sure he was prepared. He patted the his side to make sure his wand was firmly in place and nodded in satisfaction.