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"What in the world are you doing here?"
Tilly looked up from her desk where she had been straightening her papers. Tonks stood out the door, her normally vibrant pink hair slightly dull. Tilly looked down at her desk before looking up at her old friend. "Well this is sort of my office."
Tonks briefly glanced up at the 'Head of Department' plaque on the door before shaking her head, moving inside the office and closing the door. "What I meant to say is what are you still doing here?"
"My Portkey doesn't leave for another hour and a half," Tilly said straightening her things – again.
"You're stalling. Are you even packed?"
"Of course I packed. I am not stalling."
"I bet you've reordered your desk three times already."
"That's beside the – if you didn't think I was going to be here, why are you here?"
"Oh well, um –" From the neck up, Tonks turned red. "Well, I was hoping you'd be here because, I – What do you know about Remus Lupin?"
To say she was shocked would be an understatement, Tilly thought. She stared at her friend a moment longer before a sly grin appeared on her face. Tonks started, waving her hands. "No. No Tilly, don't you start."
"Tilly stop it!
"Oh wow! This is major!"
"Stop it! You're insuiating things!"
"Wait until I tell Charlie!"
"There's nothing to tell!"
"Nothing to tell? There's everything to tell!"
"I'm warning you Riddle, if you say one more word –"
"You have a crush on Remus!"
Tilly laughed as she hopped from her seat as Tonks lunged for her. "I don't see what the big deal is! Remus seems nice!"
"Keep talking Riddle and I'll rip your lips off!"
"What in the world is going on?" Both girls looked up as Marguerite entered the office, an amused look on her face. She closed the door behind her. "You would have thought a herd of elephants had taken over."
Tilly grinned at Tonks, opening her mouth to speak when her friend interrupted her. "Tilly is stalling. She doesn't want to go to Romania."
"I never said that!" Tilly argued, moving to fix the papers she and Tonks had messed up.
"You didn't have to, it was all over your face," Tonks replied smugly.
"Are you nervous?" Marguerite asked, taking a seat in front of the desk.
A blush came to Tilly's face and she glared at Tonks' satisfied smirk. "Of course not! Charlie's my best friend. We've spent plenty of time together."
"Boyfriend, and not 'alone time'," Marguerite corrected. "I think it's sweet that Charlie invited you to spend the holiday with him. I'm sure you'll have a fabulous time."
"As long as you two stay safe," Tonks said slyly. "I honestly don't feel like being anyone's Godmother right now."
"Merlin, Tonks!" Tilly was mortified. How could they have this conversation with her grandmother in the room?
As it was, Marguerite looked up, a sharp look on her face. "Have you two –?"
"No, grand-mere! Comment pourriez-vous meme demander une telle chose!"
"C'est une question valide!" Marguerite argued. "I don't have time for grandchildren, Tilly."
"On that note, I'm leaving," Tilly replied, shaking her head. "You two are impossible. Charlie and I haven't done anything and you don't have to worry about any godchildren or grandchildren alright?"
Marguerite and Tonks were laughing as Tilly left the room. "Have fun, dear!" Margurite called after her.
Moments later, Tilly sat on her couch staring at the piece of paper in front of her. She looked up at the clock and saw that in two minutes the Portkey would activate.
Truth was, she was nervous. She and Charlie, despite their time in Hogsmeade together during the Triwizard tournament, really hadn't spent much time alone since he had asked her (told her) to be his girlfriend. This would just be them, two weeks in Romania for Christmas and New Years.
Would this trip prove to him that they were not meant to be together? What if they got so annoyed with each other, they ended up fighting or breaking up? Then they would never be friends again, Tonks would have to be the middle man, they would always fight when they saw each other and –
The clock tolled one p.m.
Taking a deep breath, Tilly pulled on her backpack, picked up her suitcase, and put her purse on her shoulder. Telling herself she was being ridiculous, she reached down and touched the paper.
There was a pull at her navel and she hung on for the trip. She had always liked Portkeys. It reminded her of flying.
Before she knew it, her feet were hitting the ground. She stumbled slightly, finding herself at the bottom of a hill.
This was it.
Straightening her purse, Tilly trekked up the hill, pleasantly surprised at the sight she saw when she reached the top. A village of sorts sat below her. She could hear the roar of the dragons in the distance, but here, where all the little houses of the Dragon Keepers sat, it was peaceful. She saw a few children, a few families, going about their daily business. A few walked past her, saying hello as they headed into the town behind her.
She looked up, a grin coming to her face at the sight of Charlie running towards her. Seeing his face in person was far better than seeing it in the enchanted mirror. It was as he wrapped his arms around her waist, practically lifting her off her feet that she realized all the worries she had had about this trip were ridiculous. This is where she wanted to be.
Charlie set her down, smiling as he took her suitcase. "Welcome to Romania."
A/N: Yay! A visit :D Hope you guys liked it lol I enjoyed writing this chapter. Thanks so much for reading and I'll see you next time. Oh and Tilly said, 'how could you ask something like that?' and Marguerite said, 'It's a valid question.'