 FEE FII FOOO FONA!
Tonks was left alone as the others left the room. Sirius had gone with Marcella to the attic, and Kristi had dissapeared off with Nick. Moody was still talking to the Order members outside. She wandered curiously about the house. The sitting room was larger than she expected. Dumbledore must have enlarged it, she thought as she moved along, after all, this was probably the most people this cottage had ever seen. The room had a comfortable but formal feel, the presence of it's owner still somehow hanging to it. She couldn't imagine leaving anything out of place here. And she noticed as she looked, that there was a distinct lack of pictures.
Wandering on she came to the kitchen. Careful not to stumble, she entered the kitchen. It was equiped with all the esentials, she noticed, and returning to the door she retrieved the provisions they had brought, heaving the basket up on the counter.
Should she make herself a cup of tea, she wondered, her eyes still taking in the room. Deciding against it, she headed back into the sitting room, and was looking over the bookcase there when Nick walked through the room, heading towards the kitchen.
Her eyes followed him as he walked. Something about that kid bothered her. Maybe it was just that he was a Lestrange, she didn't know, but Tonks felt decidedly unsure of him. Now at a loss, Tonks stared out the window to where Moody stood with the departing men. Should she go outside and join him or find Sirius and Marcella. Deciding on the later, she headed towards the stairs, looking up as she climbed.
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