Moody took his eyes off her for a second (thankfully, he was picking fault with every little thing she did today and she had just about had it) as he looked at whoever came in the door.

"Are you still here?" Moody grumbled. "I thought they were happy with just me training her?"

That piqued Tonks' interest and she risked glancing around to confirm her guess. Yep, it was McGowan in all of her grinning glory.

"Get back to it!" Moody barked.

Tonks sighed and started to work her way through the defensive sequence Moody had taught her. Not with her wand, it was a sequence for physical fighting. Like muggles. Because she should be prepared for everything. Was a bad guy really going to get that up close and personal to her? Really? She didn't think so but when she had originally pointed that out to Moody a few days ago he'd made her do laps. If she was going to have to do physical work, she'd rather it be fighting related and not endless running so there had been no more complaints from her. Out loud, anyway.

Happy that she was doing as she was told, Moody turned to the other Auror.

"Well?"

"Oh, they are," McGowan said cheerfully. "I managed to squeeze two more weeks out of them before I have to go back to normal duty."

"Merlin help your team."

"They've missed me."

"I'm pretty sure they haven't. Probably felt like they've had a holiday."

"They will have missed me."

"They're going to miss your empty desk."

McGowan stuck her tongue out at that one, apparently not having a good comeback for it. Who even did she work with? Tonks didn't think that she'd heard the woman mention anyone in particular. Was that weird? Shed told her all sorts of things about her old missions and exploits. Even some funny ones about Moody (much to his disgust) but McGowan never mentioned her old team. Or was that her current team? Did she like them? Get on with them? Was it top secret or something? McGowan had never given that impression but if something was top secret then the whole point would be that no one else knew, right? Could Tonks even ask her about that?

"How did you get another two weeks if they told you to go back to Active Duty?" Mad-Eye asked suspiciously.

"Told them that we were in the middle of teaching her-" she jabbed a thumb in Tonks' direction "- something new and I didn't want to leave you hanging since it was a two-person job."

She finished this explanation off with the most innocent look she could muster which, of course, made it extremely suspicious sounding.

Tonks exchanged a confused look with Mad-Eye.

"But I haven't started a new skill. We've been going over tracking and those reports I had to write."

Boring stuff but it had to be done. The reports, anyway. Tracking was getting pretty interesting now considering that she had had the idea of using her abilities while doing it. Turning into a completely different person was an incredibly useful skill to have when the person you were tracking suddenly got paranoid.

Moody loved it and was really getting her to stretch her abilities by making her switch between two people that had drastically different heights and body types. Something she wasn't very quick at and she did have to pause and think about her morphing but it was still fun to do something like that. Even though it always ended up with her feeling like her body had literally been stretched in all directions at once. Which technically it had. But in the best of ways. It gave her such a rush of adrenaline. Which, she had found out, wasn't a good thing when she had to brew a potion directly after. Her magic was too erratic to interact with a potion. Her and Moody had learned that the bard way after time particularly interesting explosion. Let's put it this way, it was a good thing her preferred had colour was pink and Moody was using a glamour charm on one of his ears.

It was something she was going to have to overcome because what if she had cast a complicated spell after morphing loads? She wouldn't be able to do it properly or maybe even hurt herself. That couldn't happen. The only way she could think of fixing it was to morph more of her body more often so her body didn't th8nk that it was strange. Hence why she'd had a different nose every day this week. And different shaped knees. Which was weird, she knew, she'd wanted to do different feet but realised that would mean having to buy more shoes and she didn't want to do that.

"Anyway, what skill absolutely needs two instructors to teach properly?" Tonks asked after thinking for a minute.

She genuinely couldn't think of one. Oh, sure, a lot of skills were better demonstrated with multiple people but that wasn't the same thing as teaching it. You tended to need only one person to do that.

"Yeah, what?" Mad-Eye challenged.

"Can't you guess?" She taunted.

"Just tell us, woman."

"Please," Tonks tagged on, hoping that would help.

It didn't. Nothing ever did when McGowan was in this sort of mood. She was going to wind them up and wind them up, well, more wind Mad-Eye up b3cause that seemed to be her goal in life, and just keep doing that until he exploded. Which was normally funny but right now, when Tonks was also impatient and wanting to know, it really wasn't. It was just annoying. Is this how Mad-Eye felt all the time? No wonder he was so grumpy.

The grin that stretched across McGowan's face was incredibly disturbing. Tonks inadvertently tool a step back. She was having second guesses now.

"Why, dancing. Of course."

The silence after that far too pleased announcement was so loud it was deafening. Which was always a funny saying but Tonks understood it now. Both hers and Mad-Eye's mouths were gaping open. She wouldn't have been surprised to see hers somewhere near her knees.

"I can't learn dancing," Tonks said quickly.

There was no way she was. No way. He either had wanted to teach her back when she was a teenager but Tonks had refused then as well. Because there was no way in Hell that that was ever going to go well for her. What was the point in doing something when you were just going to look like a fool? Or, more likely in her case, injure yourself? Which would also make her look like a full.

So, yeah, dancing was going to be a big, fat no from her.

"And why's that?" McGowan asked sharply.

"Because, because..."

Tonks wracked her brain for a suitable excuse. Because somehow, she didn't think "Because she was clumsy" was going to be one. Actually, it might be used as a reason to get her dancing. Improve her balance and give her grace and whatnot.

"You already wanted me to add hand to hand combat to my schedule," Tonks said triumphantly. "You can't add dancing too. There's not enough time!"

It was true. In fact, she barely had any spare time at the moment and she had yet to even start her physical training. When was she supposed to learn how to dance? Instead of eating? In her sleep?