|Nymphadora Tonks (nymphadarling) wrote in wished,|
@ 2010-01-17 02:43:00
|Entry tags:||!1998: 01, !complete, hestia jones, nymphadora tonks|
Who: Nymphadora Tonks and Hestia Jones
What: Tonks is in a bit of a panic and needs her best mate's advice.
When: Saturday evening
Warning: Good chance that many a four letter word may abound
Tonks paced across the front hall just minutes before curfew. She didn't have to patrol that evening, which was a blessing in and of itself, and it also allowed for something she'd been dreading since--well, she wasn't sure how long. As long as it'd been since the idea had brushed against her mind and she'd promptly dismissed it.
How on earth was she supposed to tell Remus? This wasn't the time for this. This wasn't the time for any of this. They were both fighting a war, and it was a war that needed soldiers, not--whatever it was she was going to be. Useless, that's what.
A pair of students ran giggling through the hall, and she shooed them away before resuming her pacing. Hestia would know what to do. She was loads more level-headed about this sort of thing than Tonks, though that wasn't all that bloody difficult.