Tonks stood outside a row of rather ordinary looking houses situated in a quite Muggle neighbourhood.
A weird place for the Order of the Phoenix headquarters, she thought, in a Muggle neighbourhood.
She was almost completely surrounded by darkness, the moon had disappeared behind the dark clouds that loomed over them only moments ago and the only light was coming from a poorly lit streetlight a little way down the street. Next to her stood a rather scary looking man, his face almost looked as if it was carved from wood by an extremely untalented person. He had numerous scars across his face and a large chunk on his nose was missing, presumably where he had been hit by a curse. However, if you walked past this man in the streets you most probably wouldn't notice his nose or even his scars. No, you would be too busy staring at his eyes to realise that anything else about his face was unusual. One of his eyes was small, brown and normal looking whereas the other was electric blue, fake and seemed to be moving independently from left eye. This man was called Alastor Moody or as most people called him, Mad Eye.
"Read this." Said Mad Eye as he passed her a piece of parchment with 'The Order of the Phoenix headquarters is located at 12 Grimmauld Place, London.' scribbled on it.
She looked up at the houses but saw numbers 11 and 13 with only a brick wall in-between.
"What the –" she started to ask him where number 12 was meant to be but was interrupted when the houses started to move. After only a few seconds another house had appeared between 11 and 13.
Moody was already half way up the steps leading to the house when he barked "Come on Nymphadora!"
"Don't call me that! You know I hate it!" she shouted, following him as her hair turned a dangerous shade of red.
"Make sure your quiet until we get to the kitchen." He muttered back, ignoring the change of colour in her hair and walking inside.
The front door opened into a long hallway which was lit by a large chandelier and gas lamps; even with the lights it was nearly as dark as it was outside and certainly much creepier. Paintings hung from the wall and from what she could see of the wall of the stairs it was decorated with the heads of house-elves mounted on plaques. The inside of the house itself looked as if it had been squashed between two houses, which it had been.
"Hurry up." Mad Eye whispered. "Their all waiting for us in the kitchen"
She nodded and started too walked down the hallway but before she even taken a few steps she tripped on something big and heavy and fell to the ground with a bang. She cursed under her breath at her own clumsiness, I can't believe I've made a fool out of myself already and i haven't even met them yet! She thought, groaning as she hit her head on the hard floor.
The sound of people rushing out of the kitchen to see what was going on was drowned out by a high pitched, deafening scream coming from a portrait on the wall beside Tonks. She covered her ears with her hands trying to block out the noise, she saw a tall, scruffy looking man with light brown hair trying to pull the curtains on the painting together, presumably to stop the screaming. He succeeded after about five minutes in which time no one else offered to help, they simply stood, laughing at Tonks who was still sprawled out on the dusty floor.
"Are you okay?" asked the man, holding out his hand to help her up.
"M'fine..." she replied trying to hide her blush as she took his hand and stood up. "Thanks."
"You're welcome. I'm Remus by the way."
"Nice to meet you Remus, I'm Tonks."
"Welcome to the Order." He said, smiling.