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Nymphadora Tonks hummed to herself as the lift creaked and clanked its way up from Level 2 to Level 1 and the automated voice announced that she'd reached the Minister's private level. She stepped out and hurried over to the front desk, grinning at the man standing there.
"Wotcha Adrian."
Adrian Jones looked up, surprise registering in his dark brown eyes.
"Tonks? I haven't seen you in ages – how are you?"
"Fine," shrugged Tonks, slapping a folder down on the polished counter and sliding it towards him. "Updates on the escapees," she added, seeing him look questioningly at the folder.
"Is there anything to update on?" he asked, arching an eyebrow as he stuck a post it on the folder and scribbled something on it, before slipping it into a chute behind the desk. Tonks grinned at him, thinking he hadn't changed much since they'd been at school although perhaps he was a little more mature, but then again weren't they all? The war was making everyone learn to grow up very fast and yet she got the feeling that he might still be up for pulling a few pranks every now and then.
"That's classified information, I'm afraid."
"Really? So it doesn't just contain a sheet of paper saying 'we still haven't caught them', then?" asked Adrian, brown eyes glinting with mischief. She was about to reply when the programmed voice sounded again from the lift and she turned to see Mad Eye stumping out, glowering at something.
"Where's Belmont?" he asked, fixing both blue eyes on Adrian. Adrian paused for a second, seemingly on the point of asking him something, then turned abruptly and consulted the chart behind the desk.
"Out on duty."
Nymphadora Tonks hummed to herself as the lift creaked and clanked its way up from Level 2 to Level 1 and the automated voice announced that she'd reached the Minister's private level. She stepped out and hurried over to the front desk, grinning at the man standing there.
"Wotcha Adrian."
Adrian Jones looked up, surprise registering in his dark brown eyes.
"Tonks? I haven't seen you in ages – how are you?"
"Fine," shrugged Tonks, slapping a folder down on the polished counter and sliding it towards him. "Updates on the escapees," she added, seeing him look questioningly at the folder.
"Is there anything to update on?" he asked, arching an eyebrow as he stuck a post it on the folder and scribbled something on it, before slipping it into a chute behind the desk. Tonks grinned at him, thinking he hadn't changed much since they'd been at school although perhaps he was a little more mature, but then again weren't they all? The war was making everyone learn to grow up very fast and yet she got the feeling that he might still be up for pulling a few pranks every now and then.
"That's classified information, I'm afraid."
"Really? So it doesn't just contain a sheet of paper saying 'we still haven't caught them', then?" asked Adrian, brown eyes glinting with mischief. She was about to reply when the programmed voice sounded again from the lift and she turned to see Mad Eye stumping out, glowering at something.
"Where's Belmont?" he asked, fixing both blue eyes on Adrian. Adrian paused for a second, seemingly on the point of asking him something, then turned abruptly and consulted the chart behind the desk.
"Out on duty."
