Boring, that was the only way to describe this meeting. Snape took about half an hour to warn them that Voldebutt was lying low for a while. Arthur went on about Fudge and how he was being stupid. She tried to keep back a yawn.

"I think we may all need to retire for the day," said Dumbledore, his eyes flickering at her.

Tonks looked at her watch; it was only one in the afternoon! And it was a Saturday!

"Well, I'm going to get some junk food. Does anyone else want to join me?" she asked everyone.

"I'll come if you're going to a Muggle place!" Arthur decided

"Great," Tonks said, a little apprehensively. Arthur was just a little too excited. "Remus, you look like you need the exercise, you're coming with us." She told Remus

"Err, ok." He said as he got out of his seat, "You just don't want to go into the Muggle world alone with Arthur, do you?" Remus asked her, in a whisper.

Tonks grinned guiltily, "Why do I have to blush every time he talks to me alone?" she thought, a little annoyed but she just grinned and turned to Sirius, "Do you want us to bring you back anything?"

"Sure, some chips or something," he replied sullenly. Tonks wished Dumbledore would let him out once in a while; this house was enough to make Snape feel depressed.

She walked out the door, waving at everyone cheerfully. She tiptoed slowly down the hall, hoping not to awaken Sirius' dear, old mum. She would have achieved it too, if it wasn't for that stupid umbrella stand.

CRASH!

All the portraits in the hall woke up and Walburga Black was screeching

"FILTHY HALF-BLOOD! YOU SHAME THE HOUSE OF MY FATHERS!"

"Tonks!" sighed Molly, stunning portraits and attempting to close the curtains around the screaming woman.

"I'm sorry!" Tonks wailed from the floor, why did that umbrella stand have it out for her?

"Shut up, you miserable old hag!" roared Sirius, yanking the curtains across the picture.

"Lovely set of lungs your mum has, Padfoot," Remus said, sarcastically

"Just be glad you haven't met her in real life," Sirius replied, moodily

"Come on!" she whispered, "Before she wakes up again!"

"Behave yourself Arthur!" Molly called after them.

The three of them ran from the house into the streets of London.

"What is 'junk food'?" asked Arthur.

"The most unhealthy food in existence," replied Remus, "and extremely bad for you."

"Only if you ate it all the time," Tonks argued

"When we got out of school the Marauders lived on junk food for a few weeks in our shared flat. I know what it can do to people," Remus told her.

"I thought you were all purebloods?" she asked curiously.

"No, I'm a half blood. Mum's a witch and dad's a Muggle." Remus answered, smiling at her.

She smiled back and said to Arthur, "You have to try McDonalds, Arthur. It's the unhealthiest place in Britain!"

Arthur nodded and asked excitedly, "What is this 'McDonnerds?"

Remus sighed and she giggled. "First of all," she said, "It's McDonalds, not McDonnerds. And you'll just have to wait until you get there."

As they walked down the streets of London Arthur kept them amused by excitedly pointing out every Muggle thing.

"Oooooh! Is that a where Muggles put letters?"

She attempted to suppress a giggle and Remus snorted beside her and told Arthur, "Yes, Arthur, that is a post box."

"Cool! Can we try it?"

Tonks couldn't help it. She burst out into uncontrollable laughter making Remus roll his eyes; he did that a lot, and Arthur to look confused.

When Arthur got back to looking around him in child-like wonder Remus whispered to her, "That was unnecessary, Nymphadora."

"What was? The laughing?" she asked, "and DON'T call me Nymphadora!" She was confused, one minute he made her feel strange and the next he made her feel like a naughty schoolgirl. How should she act around him?

"Yes, he may act like a child but he doesn't understand Muggle things," Remus said slightly sternly.

"Yep, definitely a naughty schoolgirl," she thought and told him, "It still doesn't make it any less funny."

Remus sighed at her. She grinned, cheerfully and said to Arthur, "Look! There's McDonalds," pointing at the two floored building with a tacky yellow 'M' on the door.

"Wow," he said breathlessly, stopping outside the doors.

"Er, Arthur, we're going inside," Tonks heard Remus tell Arthur.

"Oh," breathed Arthur pushing the door, which had a 'pull' sign, and got some very funny looks from passing Muggles.

Come to think of it, Arthur was getting very strange looks as they had walked to McDonnalds, she thought. The she looked at him, "Drat it," she mumbled.

"What was that?" asked Remus, then he saw where she was staring, "Bugger," they'd forgotten to tell him to take off his wizard robes. this was going to be fun.

"Too late now," Tonks told him, "Let's just go in," and she pushed past them both and pulled the door open.

"You better not say anything, Arthur," Remus advised him.

Arthur simply nodded in agreement, staring around the place with wide eyes.

"The Muggles probably think we're bloody tourists," thought Tonks, amused.

"Do you want to order or shall I?" enquired Remus, always the gentleman

"I will," she answered, "I'll get a burger meal for Sirius and Arthur, a Big Mac for me and . . . ?"

"A Chicken Supreme Meal for me," Remus replied cheerfully.

As she went up to the counter she almost tripped over a poor Muggle but Remus caught her just in time.

"It appears that I'm always catching you or helping you up, Nymphadora." Remus informed her.

"If you call me Nymphadora one more time . . ." she exclaimed poking him.

"Tonks! You're next!" Arthur told her.

Tonks went up to the counter to order their meals. She came back to Remus and Arthur carrying several greasy paper bags and a couple of drinks.

"I thought you should try coke, Arthur," she said, grinning

"Is that a good idea?" asked Remus, looking worried. His brown eyes got all wide when he was, it was cute.

Tonks shrugged, "Dunno, but I got a takeout so we can go back to Grimmauld,"

"And keep Sirius company," Remus finished

You apparating Arthur?" she asked him.

"Mmmhmm," Arthur said blissfully, munching on a chip and slurping up some coke.

"Okay, see you there." She said, turning on the spot.

A few minutes later she had fallen into Grimmauld Place, followed by Remus and a happy Arthur.

Sirius looked at them and grinned, "Well, I hope you got me something to eat."

"You just think through your stomach, don't you Padfoot." Remus replied, handing Sirius a greasy bag.

"That would explain his low intelligence," Tonks commented, as Sirius glared at her and Arthur and Remus laughed at her.

Remus' laugh gave her a warm feeling inside her. "I wonder why that is?" she wondered as she munched on her meal.