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*enters the bar, and waves at Tonks, miming an offer of a drink at her*

*nods seriously* No, that's all right, I understand. But just so you know...

...just talking won't hold me for much longer, either.

*cradles her face with his hand and kisses her*

Right. I'll keep that in mind.

*smiles, kisses him back, and then rests her head on his shoulder*

So tell me what you did today, with your family. I want to hear all about it.

*drops wearily back into her seat* You know, just once I'd like to come in here and not have to use a spell I learned at the Academy. Honestly.

But you look so sexy when you're in action.

*grins widely*

*laughs* Oh ho, that sort of chatter leads down a dangerous path, my friend.

But I didn't have to do much, really. Mostly crowd control. That woman has...well, it's not a stronger magic than ours, but it's very different.

All the different magic in this place is... fascinating. It makes the air taste odd.

*licks his lips, thoughtfully*

*tries not to be distracted by the lip-licking, and utterly fails*

What? Oh...yes, now that you mention it, it sort of...crackles, doesn't it?

*closes his eyes and frowns slightly*

Different colours, in the taste. It's odd.

I'd always imagined being a werewolf was like that, you know? Tasting colours.

*shakes his head and laughs*

Sorry, going off on a tangent there.

You're alright, yeah?

*marvels at him* You're wonderful.

...But yes, I'm fine.

Wonderful?

*laughs*

You didn't hit your head, right?

No, no, I'm quite right in the head. Just fine. *smiles widely*

*lays her head down on his shoulder once more and yawns* I am, however, just a wee bit tired.

*puts his arm around her*

Yeah. Time passes weirdly in this place- everyone seems to be on different time frames, but right now we're on about the same one. I'm knackered.

*very reluctantly* I suppose we'd better go our separate ways, then.

*completely negates her statement by winding her arms around his chest in a tight hug*

*low voice* Yeah. Guess so.

*kisses her, running a hand through her hair*

Breakfast tomorrow?

Sounds great. *hesitates, returns the kiss with considerable fervor*

...Just a little parting gift for you, sir. *grins*

You, madame, are entirely too cruel.

I'd, y'know, see you out, but I think I need a minute, here.

*laughs* Oh, you bruise my poor maidenly sensibilities. On a number of counts, actually. *kisses his cheek quickly as she stands*

All right. I -- I'll see you tomorrow morning, then.

Tomorrow, Dora.

Sleep well.

You too, love. Good night.

*grins as she makes her way to the portrait, keeping eye contact until she vanishes*

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