"Wanna go out for dinner?" Amy's question woke Tonks from her reveres.
"Uh, no, can't. Going to the house, you know," smiled Tonks, she lied. She didn't like lying to Amy. She was one of her only friends outside the Order.
"Again? Tonks, you need to get out more often. S'no fun with someone who is always cooped up in themselves. Or perhaps that man you fancy that you've not even mentioned to your best friend is keeping you all to himself."
Tonks blushed. The fact that Amy hadn't let go about the thing that had happened that morning had loomed over Tonks' head all day, not that Amy helped her remember or anything like that (hint hint). Plus the fact that the word was out. Tonks fancied someone.
"Ah hah, so he does. Well then, I've got to meet this awful wretch of a man and tell him that I am entitled to at least five days a week with my friend."
"You see me every bloody day!" Tonks said exasperatedly.
"That doesn't mean that you're not able to see me," said Amy, curtly, making her pile of paperwork neat and tidy.
Tonks rolled her eyes, "Perfectionist."
"Louse," Amy countered.
They giggled as they left their office and locked up for the evening, Tonks slinging her bag across her shoulder with her assignment in it. She was practically bursting to open it. However in her haste she managed to fall flat on her face, somehow skilled enough to step on her shoelace.
Papers went flying everywhere and floated to the ground like huge square snowflakes. Titters went around in the hall, that broke into chuckles, but everyone went around their normal work like nothing had happened. Well, Tonks being clumsy was like a heart beat, and almost as often.
"Tonks again," was the whisper.
"Bloody, buggering," Tonks cursed, standing up to dust off her knees before sending out a spell. It collected the papers, and placed them in a stack once more. Amy was smiling, and Tonks smiled back, and they broke into laughs.
They dropped their paperwork off at the front desk in the Auror department before walking into an elevator. Luckily they were alone. They'd gotten in before the rush.
"Well, can I meet him now?"
"Who now?"
"The guy you fancy."
"What? No, not tonight. We've got- stuff planned, you know," smiled Tonks. Maybe if she pretended to be dating Amy would lay off. She'd been busy lately with the Order… and then she had been spending lots of time at Headquarters. Not because of "the man she fancied" or at least that's what she told herself.
"Oh, fine then. See you, Nymphadora," said Amy airily after stepping out of the elevator and popped out of view. Amy only called Tonks Nymphadora when she was mad. Tonks sighed. This was not the time for Amy to be freaking out. Tonks was stretched as it was.
Tonks popped out of view as well.