It was just an ordinary day and Tonks was walking through the corridor of Number 12 when she encountered the umbrella stand that she despised so much.
As usual, she tripped and fell, landing on the carpet in the same spot she usually did.
She sighed a little, getting up and continuing down the corridor, only to trip and fall again in the kitchen doorway. She found herself looking at a pair of shoes and she looked up the legs of their owners to find the grinning face of Sirius Black right in front of her.
"That was quite a bit of falling you did just now," he commented, chuckling to himself and offering her a hand to get up.
"You saw that?" she asked, frowning as her hair dulled a little at the fact that someone had seen her falling over repeatedly for once. She usually only did it in her own company.
"Yeah, gravity's working," Sirius replied, receiving a rather sharp jab in the ribs from the woman now standing in front of him.