The chaos in the room was at such a level Haruka blithely wondered how it could even be called a meeting at all. Sure, wands weren't drawn or anything, but everyone was discussing and (in a few cases) arguing; Molly Weasley looked ready to literally leap down Sirius' throat and Mundungus Fletcher was cowering but all the same giving lip to Kingsley, if the angry look on the latter's face gave any indication. She yawned and tilted her chair back, bored. Michiru and Setsuna seemed not to notice; they were talking quietly a few seats down about something Haruka couldn't hear, and although she briefly considered eavesdropping it sounded like too much effort.

Which left only one other option, something that both sounded fun and was a skill she excelled at: Flirting. And there was a very cute witch at the other end of the table—what was her name? Nymph-something? She'd been in Hufflepuff, two years below Haruka and Michiru, but the blonde had only caught glimpses of her in the halls and at Quidditch matches. They had never properly met, although if the rumors were true, the young Auror was related to some nasty characters. Haruka had never met any of the Death Eaters but had heard enough to be thankful that her family's worst trait was excessive drinking on holidays. That, and her aunt's very vocal anti-gay stance.

Rising from her chair with a casual grace that came only with much practice, Haruka sauntered over to her quarry's chair, sat on the edge of the table and offered her a grin. "If this is the first meeting of the Order of the Phoenix, I'd hate to see the next one. Reckon we'd all rip each other to shreds and save Voldemort the trouble."

"Mad-Eye said this'd be the worst," she said with a yawn, stretching her arms over her head. "Some of them don't believe he's back, some do and want to convince the others, and some are worrying about how long it'll take before he regains enough power to take us head-on." She rolled her eyes. "I say they're all a bunch of thick gits who can't see what's under their noses. Fudge sure is."

"As long as we protect the Potter boy it doesn't really matter. Which reminds me, why the hell does Voldemort have it in for that kid?"

"Beats me." The younger woman shrugged. "Even Mad-Eye doesn't know. I think it's probably just because Harry was the one person he couldn't kill." She paused, eyeing Haruka curiously. "You say the name."

"Well, yeah. Why shouldn't I?"

"I just didn't think you would. I mean, you're a Muggleborn, he'll have it in for you. Besides, most people don't say it. My mum doesn't, and she's pureblood. Dad always did, though, and I never saw any reason not to either. It's just a name."

"I'd like to know yours," Haruka said with a wink.

"Tonks." She paused, grimacing as if having bitten into a dirt-flavored Bertie Botts Every Flavor Bean. "Nymphadora Tonks, but don't you dare call me my first name or I swear I'll hex you into next year."

"I've heard worse. Haruka Tenoh." As Tonks held out a hand to shake, Haruka took it and pressed her lips to the other's knuckles. "Pleasure, milady."

"My, you are a gentleman." Tonks' eyes sparkled as she grinned. "Hard to come by these days; I'm impressed."

Haruka was about to reply when an elbow suddenly planted itself in her ribs. Grunting, she whipped around to see Sirius standing there smirking at them. "Hate to interrupt, but Michiru looks like she's about to kill someone and anyways Kingsley needs to talk to the Ministry people. It's going to be hard for their lot to keep their jobs and still help us out."

Tonks sighed. "I really hate Fudge." She slid from her chair and grinned at Haruka. "Nice talking to you. Later." Turning, she trotted off to a corner of the room where a few others were gathering.

"Careful with my baby cousin," Sirius warned once she was gone. "Andromeda'll kill me if anything happens to her."

"Relax, I'm just flirting," Haruka snorted. "She's cute."

"She is your type," admitted Sirius, "but still. Trust me, you don't want on Meda's bad side."

"Or Michi's," Haruka muttered as she somewhat anxiously glanced at the aqua-haired woman.

"Or hers," Sirius added with a chuckle. "But what you really want to avoid is getting Setsuna mad. Trust me, I've made that mistake before. It didn't end well." He grimaced. "That lady is scary at times."

And Haruka could do nothing but nod in agreement.