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[clumsy_auror]

*Tonks is nervous.

She alternates between rearranging the living room furniture for the umpteenth time, and making sure the food and drinks Bernard brought back from the bar's kitchen are set to go on the dining room table.*

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[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard smiles and sticks out a hand to shake, every inch the Head Barman at the end of the universe.*

Albus. Good to meet you.

[apwb-d.livejournal.com]

*Albus recognizes this. His eyes twinkle from behind his half-moon spectacle as he shakes Bernard's hand.*

A pleasure, Bernard. I understand you're Head Barman here at Milliways. The place has changed somewhat since my youth, but much of it has stayed the same.

The Head Barman then was much like you, in manner and bearing.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Oh?

*He grins and folds his arm, eyes twinkling back at Dumbledore.*

Anyone I'd know? We get all kinds here, you know.

[apwb-d.livejournal.com]

He was a chap called Arthur. Quite the fellow. He told the most wonderful stories.

*He strolls into the room, looking about him, and then chooses a comfortable chair to sit in.*

Oh, by the way - congratulations to the two of you.

*He glances at Tonks' left hand and grins.*

[clumsy_auror]

*Tonks blushes to the roots of her pink hair and grins, glancing over at Bernard.*

Thanks. We're pretty pleased.

Well, obviously.

[scottish-witch.livejournal.com]

There is a polite scratching on the door. Minerva felt it would be wiser to travel through the bar as a cat, for it would attract less attention.

[clumsy_auror]

*She crosses the room and opens the door, looking down at the tabby cat.*

Evening, Professor. Come on in.

[scottish-witch.livejournal.com]

The cat trots in primly and leaps upon a chair before transforming into Professor McGonagall, dressed again in white cloak and green robes.

"Good evening, Tonks, Albus. I take it the other gentleman is the famous Bernard?"

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*He steps forward, only slightly unnerved by her transformation.*

I am. And I take it you're the infamous Minerva McGonagall?

[scottish-witch.livejournal.com]

She bristles slightly. "If that's what you've heard, I fear for those who provided you with that information. One never knows what could happen to them." A small cat-like smile.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*He grins mischievously, pointedly not glancing over at Tonks.*

I never reveal my sources.

[scottish-witch.livejournal.com]

"A wise policy, if dangerous to you. Tell me, when were you planning to make an honest woman of Tonks?"

[clumsy_auror]

*Tonks looks over at Bernard, grinning, and then holds up her left hand for the professor to see.

Sparkly.*

[finalmarauder.livejournal.com]

There's a soft tap at the door.

[clumsy_auror]

*A bit relieved at the chance to escape, Tonks hurries over to the door and opens it.*

Remus!

*Smiling at him, her glance quickly takes in his haggard appearance. She thinks quickly for a moment -- Full moon last night. Bugger.*

Come on in. Have a seat -- there's one by the fire, there -- and let me take your cloak.

*She hangs up his cloak and fetches him a cup of tea.*

Everyone, please help yourself to food and drink. We've lots.

[apwb-d.livejournal.com]

*Albus nods to Remus, his eyes serious and watchful*

It's good to see you here, Remus.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_iamforge_/]

"Hope you lot haven't started the fun without me," a voice comes from the door, and a redhead in a dragon-hide jacket comes in. "Or Fred'll murder me. He's stuck manning the shop and I'm s'posed to tell him what's going on."

George looks about the room with a bright grin. "Where's the punch and pie?"

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard grins back and strides over.*

Ever heard of knocking, Weasley? Get in here.

*As George comes into the flat fully, he closes the door behind him.*

There are sweets to your heart's content in the living room, and I'd appreciate if none of them were replaced with any of your specialty pastries, if that's all right with you.

[scottish-witch.livejournal.com]

Minerva gives George a Look. "If I end up with feathers, Mr. Weasley, you will find out exactly how good I am at hexing people."

[http://users.livejournal.com/_iamforge_/]

George tsked to himself. "Such a lack of trust." He added to McGonagall, "Besides, you'd look much better in fur, professor."

[ss-potions.livejournal.com]

There is a short rap on the front door.

[clumsy_auror]

*Tonks opens the door. She smiles politely at her old potions master.*

Evening, Professor Snape. Please come in.

[ss-potions.livejournal.com]

He inclines his head briefly.

"Miss Tonks."

Stepping slowly into the room, he scans the faces, stopping on Bernard's.

An eyebrow goes up.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard raises an eyebrow in response and smiles tightly.*

Hi. Don't believe I've had the pleasure.

[ss-potions.livejournal.com]

In a clipped tone: "Severus Snape. And you are...?"