Order Only Private Message to Tonks and Bill

[alt_charlie]

Tonks -- tried to grab you on the way out to say g'bye, but you were swamped with that group of giggling girls. I'm so sorry Bill and me had to cut things short -- Percy messaged Bill, apparently he broke up with his girlfriend tonight and needs a place to kip and a shoulder to cry on. I'm hiding in the kitchen while Bill gets him settled a bit, but I've a feeling we'll be moral support for most of the rest of the night at least.

Dunno about Bill, but let Sirius know I'll try to make it back next week sometime to finish up that discussion about the area near the reserve that could be used as staging grounds for smuggling people, after I get a chance to scout around a bit. I think I should be able to find something.

Kiss my best girl for me, will you? She's a love, although I can see what you mean about the Firm Opinions on the world around her.

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[alt_nymphadora]

I wondered where you'd got to. Glad to know it wasn't because the beer was naff compared to whatever sort of grog you drink up there at Stornoway.

Shame about your brother. Hope he's not too done in by it. Did she throw him over, then?

Things are quieting down here now. Actually, it happened as soon as you and Bill left. You blokes were the cause of the giggling. Didn't you realise? They were awfully disappointed when you went.

I'll talk to Sirius, but I think we should offer to put you on retainer if you'd come sit in the garden one or two nights a week. Good for business, you know.

On the other front: we're keen to get back to the conversation about whether one of your islands up there mightn't be a good spot for a haven.

Any wiz. It was good to see you. You'll have to come back soon to prove you're not just making this up about your brother because we were boring you to tears.

[alt_charlie]

No, dammit, from what I can tell (he hasn't been all that forthcoming) he kicked her to the kerb. Something about her not being good enough for him, and I'm desperately certain he means it's because she's not pureblooded, because every word out of his mouth has been an echo of Lucius sodding Malfoy's worst propaganda.

The worst part is how he's convinced he's the injured party, and all the while Bill and me are sitting here trying to translate what he's been telling us into what really happened and if we're right, he was awful to her. And she's a lovely girl, too.

Merlin. This has been a week.

But the part where I got to see you and your lot last night and tonight was a bright spot. I'll definitely be doing that more often, until you get tired of me at least. Giggling girls aside -- and I think you're exaggerating there, they barely even looked at us! -- you've made a cosy place, you know? I'd come spend time there even if it weren't for the beer. Which is good enough that I should probably drink less of it next time, Bill and I were not at our best for dealing with Perce!

Next night I'm off duty and off call in the evening is Tuesday -- I'll come 'round with a map and some ideas. (And I'll admit, I like the thought of hiding things right under their noses like that.) And take Miss Bea off your hands for another night, since she seemed to like us well enough. She's a flirt, that one. I think she knew she had Bill wrapped around her little finger the minute he laid eyes on her.

[alt_bill]

We're not making it up about Percy, trust me. (If only we were, just to spare poor Penny the pain). It really was the only reason we left, and it was quite a disappointment to cut out early and miss the chance for conversation with you (and not just because I got no sleep from dealing with Weasley Agony last night).

Oh: also, Bea jammed her stuffed unicorn in my pocket when I wasn't looking. I'll bring it back next time I come, next Friday night, I hope. (Let me know if this constitutes a dire emergency because it's her favourite toy or anything, and I'll be happy to bring it by sooner if need be).

[alt_nymphadora]

No worries about the toy. We're off at Moddey today, Anywiz, so Bea's totally taken up with other people's toys. Have you noticed how other people's things seem so much more wonderful than what you've got yourself? Afraid it's sometimes the way I feel, too, and I'm old enough to know better.

Sorry to hear about Percy. Have you managed to talk sense to him? Seems you and Charlie both think Penny was good for him. I expect we're all stupidest when it comes to people we love and the relationships we have with them. Speaking from experience there, you know.

[alt_bill]

Oh, now you've dented my pride. And here I was secretly cherishing the hope that Bea had taken to me so well that she had bestowed the unicorn on me like a lady bestowing her favour to her chosen knight. Guess Charlie's right: she's a flirt at heart!

As for Percy: I do love him, but he's as stubborn as any Weasley, and I have rarely met anyone so resistant to the urgings of good sense. He's being quite firm in his determination to wreak havoc with his own life, the prat. I was ready to throttle him out of sheer exasperation at around 3:00 in the morning, until Charlie took over.

Oh, well. At least he's done snivelling for now, I hope, and with luck, he'll sleep late. Merlin knows I put enough Calming Draught in his tea to be sure of it.

[alt_nymphadora]

Sounds as if you need a dose of the same. Why aren't you asleep?

Of course, I'm the last person to give advice about sane sleep choices.

And, Charlie's too right about Miss Albia.

[alt_bill]

I guess the conversation with Percy's haunting me a bit too much to sleep.

He's choosing to be alone. For the stupidest reasons. I just can't understand that.

Man, I hope I don't ever break someone's heart that way.

Mum and Dad will be sorry to hear the news. I gather that Dad tried to talk to him this week, too. But apparently, Percy thinks he knows too much to listen.