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Tonks giggled a little at the conversation of people snoring. She couldn't remember either of the twins snoring but, then again, she had a knack for knowing when she could sleep soundly (like she had the previous night) and when she needed to wake at the slightest sound (a good trait in an auror).
Having finished cooking up the pancakes, Tonks walked over with two plates, one for herself and one for Harry. "There ya go, Harry," she said, cheerfully, placing a plate in front of Harry before sitting down beside them with her now short and vibrantly green hair.
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