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"Come on Vicky; we need to hurry."
"Auntie Tonks, my name is Victoire! Not Vicky."
Tonks just laughed and picked the small blonde up. Carrying her would be easier and faster.
"Auntie Tonks?"
"Yes, Victoire?"
"Are you really gonna marry Aunt Ginny?"
"Yes I am. Do you approve?" Tonks grinned at the girl.
"Uh-huh! I get to be a flower girl!"
Tonks smiled and set the girl down when they came to the shop. Opening the door, Tonks grabbed Victoire by the hand and led her into Twilfitt and Tatting's. Normally, Tonks wouldn't be caught dead in this store, it being notorious for having shady service if you couldn't prove pureblood status; but they were the best for custom made robes. They hadn't been able to find what they wanted anywhere else, so Ginny had, reluctantly, agreed to look here. She had brought Rose here the day before to get fitted. Ginny and Tonks had decided to come separately so that they could pick their own robes at the same time as their nieces' fittings.
Tonks gave the store a once over, barely registering Victoire's awestruck "oooh"s. She suddenly wished Fleur had been able to come today; she was a bit overwhelmed. Never having been a girl that played dress up, she was at a loss on how to go about this.
"May I help you?" a tall man said, coming from behind a mannequin. The question was said in the tone that let Tonks know that she was supposed to say, "no, wrong shop," and exit with haste.
"Yes," she said pleasantly, "Nymphadora Tonks. My fiancé was here yesterday. We need one more fitting for a flower girl dress; and I need to pick my robes."
"Yes, of course," the man smiled, still a bit cold, "Was your fiancé Mr. Breslin? Or Mr. Camden? Forgive me, it was a busy day."
"Ginny Weasley," Tonks smiled, "she was here with Rose Weasley."
The man looked up from his scheduling book. His face displayed shock, but nothing else. That was a relief…
"Ahh, yes," he said, recovering himself, "My name is Galen. Ms. Weasley did mention…yes, right this way."
He led them over to one of the mirrors on the side of the store. It had a clothes rack next to it that said "Weasley-Tonks". He pulled a small dress bag from it and unzipped it. Bending down to face Victoire, he asked,
"Do you like this one?" he showed her a silver dress with white flowers around it, "You can have it with white or blue flowers."
"Which did Rose pick?" Victoire asked.
Galen stood back up and unzipped another bag of the same size.
"Blue," he said.
"I'll take that one too!"
The shop keeper pointed his wand at the currently white flowers and they turned a navy blue. Victoire clapped her hands and hugged Tonks's knees. Galen called a lady over to them.
"This is Demitria," he told Tonks, "She'll help Miss Victoire try on the dress and make the necessary adjustments. Meanwhile we can look around and see if you like anything."
Victoire jumped up on the measuring stand and a tape measure appeared from nowhere to take her measurements. Tonks followed Galen a little ways away to a rack of dress robes. Her choice didn't take long to make. On the first rack she found silver corset dress robes, inlayed with a blue design. She took it from the rack and went to check on Victoire.
The girl was smiling brightly and twirling in front of the mirror when Tonks walked over. Demitria swapped Victoire's dress for her normal clothes and the blonde pouted a bit. To ensure that a tantrum was not throw (the kid was part Veela, after all) Tonks morphed into the duck bill, and then the pig snout. Victoire laughed and jumped off of the measurement stand.
"Now it's your turn, Auntie Tonks!" she clapped.
"Can't you just take my measurements and change the dress to match?" she asked Demitria.
"The spell works better if the dress is on you when I change it," the older woman said.
Tonks sighed and hopped onto the measuring stand. She hated trying on clothes. Victoire's attention span was probably better than hers when it came to this. She listened to the five year old babble as the tape measure took every measurement possible. Finally, Demitria vanished the tape measure and switched her clothes for the dress robes.
"Ooooooh!" Victoire said, "You look so pretty!"
Tonks looked morphed her hair blue, then silver. Finally, she decided to go with Ginny's favorite, and morphed her hair black.
"Aunt Ginny's gonna love that one," Victoire smiled…
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