Arguments Against Baskets

"Tonks?"

Tonks' ears pricked up at the sound of her name, and she hurried over to Angelina as soon as she picked her out of the crowd. Honeydukes was swarming with Hogwarts students, but as Tonks and Angelina were both busy during the week, they had opted to come on a Saturday anyway.

"Blimey, Tonks." Angelina stared down at the mountain of candy in Tonks' arms. "Are you trying to buy out the entire store?"

Tonks laughed and handed over several packages of chocolate frogs. "Come on, this isn't even that much stuff!"

It was Angelina's turn to laugh, and the sound made Tonks' stomach flutter just as it had the very first time she had heard it. She didn't think that she would ever tire of it.

"Yeah, yeah. Maybe you should have gotten a trolley—"

"No, because then I'd get even more stuff—"

"A basket, then—"

"I'm a witch, I don't need a basket—"

The two of them bickered all the way to the till, where Tonks unceremoniously dumped her merchandise before digging around in her pocket for money. Angelina offered to pay, but she wouldn't hear of it. Finally, her fingers brushed against the cool metal of wizarding currency. After producing a Galleon and some Sickles, she handed them to the witch behind the counter.

When Tonks turned back to Angelina, she found that her girlfriend had conjured up a basket. She rolled her eyes.

"I'll just shrink everything now that I've paid for it, Ange." She waved her wand and her purchases shrank down to a fraction of their size.

"Showoff," Angelina muttered as they made their way to the door.

"Think of it this way." Tonks stepped out into the cold air and shivered. "My hands are free because I'm not carrying a stupid basket—"

"It's not stupid!"

"—so I can hold your hand instead," she finished.

Angelina blinked, then smiled. "Okay, I guess that argument is pretty sound."

Tonks reached for her hand and gave it a squeeze before turning on the spot and Apparating them home.


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