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"Merlin, Tonks, did a hurricane fly into your flat?" Sirius exclaims, as he opens the door to his younger cousin's flat. Tonks, her hair a shoulder-length and vivid pink once again, is behind him, along with Remus, who curiously peered over his best friend's shoulder to Tonks' flat. His eyes widen, realizing his best friend isn't exaggerating on his expression as Tonks watches him, an amused expression on her face.
"Cut me some slack, Sirius, I trip over everything." she says, gesturing Remus with her free hand to come inside her flat. Remus walks behind him, with Sirius following after.
"Do you also need help cleaning your flat? You might need extra sets of hands." Remus jokes, gesturing at Tonks' left bandaged arm in a sling. Sirius bursts out laughing, slapping his thigh and pointing at his best friend, but Tonks rolls her eyes, attempting to hide a smile, much to Remus' amusement.
"Good one, Moony," Sirius says, wiping nonexistent tears from the corners of his eyes. "But no seriously, Nymphie, do you need help cleaning your flat? I've got nothing better to do, and I'm sure our friend Moony here is all for it."
Tonks looks around her flat. There are piles of clothes on her couch, and her maroon Auror robes is slung on one of the chairs in her dining area. There are plates and pots on the sink, and there are piles of memos and Ministry cases that are done, and that have yet to be disposed of.
She's pretty sure her bedroom is another different story.
She looks at her two companions sheepishly. Remus smiles at her, as Sirius smirks, looking back and forth from Remus and his cousin, a sparkle of amusement and mischief glinting in his stormy-grey eyes that mirrors his cousin's.
"I mean...if you don't mind, and if it's really that messy from your point of view," she says. "I suppose I would need a little help."
Sirius snickers. "A little? You're not gonna do anything with that arm of yours, Nymphie."
"Cousin, I'm serious, stop calling me Nymphie!" she exclaims, shooting Sirius a glare.
"What? I'm Sirius, you're Nymphie." Sirius replies, raising an eyebrow. Remus shakes his head and proceeds to the kitchen sink, while Sirius ducks in time for when Tonks grabs a pillow from her couch to throw at her cousin. Sirius laughs and shakes his head as he takes his wand out from his pocket, casting a spell on her pile of clothes and levitating it towards her bedroom.
"Good Merlin, cousin, it would take days to clean your bedroom!" Sirius exclaims from inside Tonks' bedroom. Tonks closes her eyes and blushes furiously as Remus looks from the sink to Tonks, who smiles sheepishly at Remus. Remus smiles comfortingly and mutters a spell to the pile of pots and plates so they would clean on their own.
"I've never really had time to clean up, you know," Tonks says. "With the Order and my job, there's no time for...all of those." She gestures at the pile of papers and pots.
Remus nods understandingly. "At least you get to have a job and a home," he says, flopping down on the couch and patting the spot beside him. "Some of us aren't so lucky to have them."
Tonks frowns and sits down beside Remus, who rests his arm on the back of the couch. Tonks leans on Remus, her head resting on his left shoulder. "You have a home in Grimmauld Place with Sirius," she answers softly. "Not the must homey atmosphere, but I guess it'll do."
"I guess so." Remus replies quietly.
"Stupid Umbridge and her anti-werewolf legislation." Tonks mutters, the roots of her hair turning red. Remus wraps his arm around her as soon as he sees her hair turning red, effectively changing her hair back to pink as she huffs. "'M sorry." She mutters softly against his chest, looking up at him and giving him a smile.
"It's okay." he says softly, smiling. "I have more time doing Order duties, so I guess I'm not too unoccupied."
Tonks hums, and Remus looks down and sees that her eyes are closed. Her eyes open and she looks at Remus' blue eyes, changing her eye color from her natural stormy-grey to Remus' gorgeous blue ones. Remus laughs and Tonks grins.
"Hey, what do you say we go to Muggle London for dinner?" Tonks asks Remus, her eyes sparkling. Remus' brows furrow, forming a crease on his forehead. "It's my way of saying thank you for helping this poor klutz clean her own flat."
"Will your cousin come with us?" Remus asks, a smirk forming in his lips. Tonks laughs.
"Can't go tonight, sorry!" Sirius shouts from inside Tonks' bedroom. "Also, Tonks, there's a dead rat in your bedroom."
Tonks makes a disgusted face and bounces herself up from the couch. "Get rid of it, will ya, cousin?" she shouts back. She looks down at Remus, who is looking at her with an amused expression on his face. "So I guess it's just you and me tonight if you're okay with it?"
Remus smiles and stands up from the couch. "After we clean we can walk around Muggle London," he tells her, walking closer to her. "And then we can go grab a dinner if you like...though…I would prefer we go to a rather cheaper place." He mutters.
"Tonight's on me, Remus," Tonks tells him. "I did say it's my way of thanking you for this." She gestures at her kitchen sink, where the pile of pots and plates are cleaning themselves. Remus smiles and nods.
"If you insist, then." He smiles.
By the time Sirius and Remus are done cleaning up their assigned portions of Tonks' flat, it was around five in the afternoon, and by that time, Tonks insists that her left arm is well enough to be free from the sling. To prove her point, she starts wiggling her left arm, effectively freeing it from the sling. She hides her wince, but Remus can tell that her left arm is still in pain.
"Why don't you just keep the bandage just in case?" Remus asks as Tonks starts to peel off her arm free from the white bandages. Tonks looks up and pouts.
"Oh come off at it, Moony, she says she's fine, let her do her thing." Sirius, who is sitting down on the couch with his feet up and resting on the table beside the pile of Ministry documents, remarks. "Besides, if anything's gonna happen tonight, she has you." Sirius winks, and Remus blushes, looking away from Tonks who is quick to morph her blush away from her cheeks. Damn it, why can't I morph? Remus thought.
"Trust me, I'm fine, I'm not about to be a liability." she says, continuing to free her arm from the white bandages. "Also, what have you got tonight to prevent you from coming with us?"
"None at all." Sirius shrugs, a smirk forming on his lips. "I just don't feel like being that bloke that prevents you two from snogging in the middle of Muggle London tonight."
"Padfoot!" Remus, gobsmacked, exclaims, looking at his best friend who is laughing hysterically in his seat. Tonks did not even make an effort to hide the blush forming on her cheeks.
"Oh you should see the looks on your faces, hilarious! One for the books." Sirius, looking chuffed, stands up and pats his best friend on the back. "Well, I'm knackered. I'll see you tonight, yeah?" Remus nods soberly at his best friend.
"See ya tonight, Padfoot." Remus tells him.
"Bye, Sirius. Thanks again." Tonks smiles as Sirius envelopes her for a hug. He mutters something in Tonks' ear, something incomprehensive to Remus, but he assumes that it was nothing serious when Tonks pulls back abruptly to smack him on his shoulder with her right hand. Sirius laughs and waves at the two before disapparating with a crack!.
Tonks turns to Remus with a grin on her face. "Are you ready?" she asks. Remus smiles and nods as he looks down at what he is wearing.
"I suppose this isn't suspicious for the Muggles, don't you think?" he asks. Tonks shakes her head.
"You'll pass as a Muggle." Tonks grins. "Now come on, off to Muggle London!"
