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Tonks arrives back at her room in the House of Arch, whistling cheerfully. For once, she has not been reduced to tears in the bar, and has only threatened one person...erm, being. This makes for a good night, overall.

And then she sees the pensieve.

It's lying, not where she'd left it on the shelf two nights previously, but on the floor.

In a room only she could enter.

"John...?"