Edward 'Ted' Tonks

Ted Tonks / 23 / Hufflepuff Alumnus Husband to Andromeda, Father to Nymphadora.

[deliaesthetics]

Adella stopped and couldn’t help but allow the small quirk of her lips at the attempted french. “Very good.” She said quietly, her speech only lightly accented after so many years spent in France. She had gone straight to Paris after Hogwarts and just never looked back. Now… now she was back. She looked at the man before her and stilled. She recognized him… From School. Though after so many years of trying to forget, she couldn’t really piece it together.

"Well… I best be off. Would you be so k-kind as to point me to the nearest floo network." Adella asked quietly. The man seemed friendly enough. 

[daddybeartonks]

               ”Aw, well- thanks." Ted felt genuinely pleased that his french wasn't so horrendous, despite how rusty he was. The woman, who was very petite and pretty, gave off a nervous energy that made Ted curious about her. Maybe they were acquainted. The Wizarding World was a small one, and everyone was connected to each other some how. He was struggling to place her, though. 

                "There's a floo in the Leaky Cauldron, I think..." He pointed in it's general direction. "It's over there. I- I could walk you there? If you'd like."

[madeline-hitchens]

"Ah, no, they seem in their element until they catch some dreadful sniffles and end up coming into the hospital. We’ve seen a lot of overly protective parents coming into St Mungos with their tots coughing and crying all over the place."

[daddybeartonks]

               ”How terrible. I don't think we've ever needed to take our daughter to St Mungos. My ma has plenty of little muggle remedies that normally make her feel better when she's sniffly." He hummed in thought, "I didn't realise how worrying raising a little tyke was going to be until I became a daddy. Sorry- I didn't catch your name? I'm Ted Tonks."

[darknessisskeeter]

The bag that hit the ground, quiet as it was, was what drew Rita’s eyes up from the page at last as she finished off the sentence she was writing, narrowing her eyes at it for just a moment before letting her gaze drift up to the man whose hand had been attached to it moments before. The blonde man across from her looked about as cold as Rita still felt, but he looked friendly as well, a smile spread across his face that she could swear would light up a room. It was cute — though she was fairly certain his face was familiar as well, just not immediately able to be placed.

"Bitterly so, I’m afraid. It’s ruddy painful, I swear." She offered up a smile and a soft laugh of her own, shaking her head slightly. "I just hope it warms up soon. Much though the winter weather is lovely, I’d quite like to be able to walk between interviews without chafing skin and frozen hands."

[daddybeartonks]

                Sitting back and making himself comfortable, Ted look a proper look at the woman opposite him. She looked very accomplished, scribbling away on a piece of paper, words spilling out of her quill. He felt as if he'd broken her concentration as she lifted her head to look at his bag, then up at him. He was worried; what did she think of him? She looked familiar, but so did most people near his age in this place. It was only when she spoke that he felt at ease.

                "Key is to wrap up warm, isn't it? I'm not allowed to leave the hosue without at least 3 layers when it's this cold." he returned her laugh, "Hopefully spring will be on it's way soon and you will just have hayfever to worry about." Interviews? That seemed like an interesting line of work. "Which kinds of people do you interview?"

[nearlymrsmalfoy]

"Oh." Narcissa stilled entirely at the sight of her brother-in-law that man, her whole face paling significantly as she found herself caught entirely off guard, though she was soon schooling her expression into the picture of nonchalance once more. “Mr Tonks.”

[daddybeartonks]

                "Sorry, Miss Black. Or are you a Malfoy, now?" He kept his tone polite, for he could not hold any grudges against his wife's sister. Dromeda still cared greatly for the younger Black woman, despite being cast out by the family.

[madeline-hitchens]

"All it’s seemed to do lately is rain. It’s horrible! I’m so glad I’ve been working double shifts; haven’t needed to go out into the rain much."

[daddybeartonks]

                "I can't leave the house without an umbrella now, even when i's not raining. The unpredictability of these showers is such an inconvenience. Doesn't stop the little ones from running around and jumping in puddles though." he said with a small chuckle.

[deliaesthetics]

"I’ll see you in a few weeks, yes?" Adella looked up to find her eldest brother looking at her expectantly. She pressed her lips together before nodding slowly. Audric looked upon his sister in quiet acknowledgement before kissing her softly on the crown of her head. "Au revoir, mon cher." He murmured against her hair before patting her cheek and moving away only to disappear with a loud pop.

Adella flinched at the sound before wrapping her arms around herself and looking around. Her brother had dropped her off in Diagon Alley, just as he promised, but she had to get home on her own. Already, she was missing the sweet air of France… She gnawed at her bottom lip before turning around, only to ram shoulders with someone else. She let out a small yelp before furrowing her brows. “Pardonnez moi.” She murmured, keeping her eyes on the ground. 

[daddybeartonks]

                Trips to Diagon Alley were always welcome in Ted's schedule, even if it meant going without his wife and daughter. He had decided to find a more stable job, but he wasn't sure if a muggle job or one of a magical nature would be more suitable. His search had extended as far as London, since it was so easy to get to, and how close to the magical part of his life he could be. 

                Ted was just admiring some toys in a shop window when someone crashed into him. She apologised in French and Ted cocked his head to the side. French? "Er-" he tried to remember the little french he had learned in year 6. "D-de rien." he stood up straight and faced her properly. "Really, it's fine. Happens to everyone."

[isabelle-la-belle]

"Are you sure? It really looks like a dress."

[daddybeartonks]

                "Quite sure. It's just a long shirt. It's rather comfortable."

[isabelle-la-belle]

[daddybeartonks]

                "I-I'm not wearing a dress."

[dedalustheravenclaw]

Dedalus had walked out of his flat, about to go run errands. He’d been a bit of a recluse recently, having spent a fair amount of his break with Dumbledore and other Order members. He hadn’t spent the holidays with his family, something he’d grown accustomed to during his years abroad, so even the beginning of the new year seemed like any other time of the year. Suddenly he remembered something he’d forgotten, the feeling having been nagging at him since he left, and he turned immediately around and almost ran into someone.

"sorry…"

[daddybeartonks]

                Ted was in no particular hurry today. While all was quiet, he and Andromeda were treating Dora to a day out, and, despite the cold, Dora was insistent that she was only hungry for ice-cream. Ted laughed as Dora pulled Andromeda away by the finger after telling her that he'd wait where they were. He took a deep breath, happy to be out of the house with his family. It was a slight shock when Dedalus Diggle crossed his path, just barely avoiding a collision. It had been a while since he'd seen Dedalus - Ted was in the year below him at school - but he happy to see a familiar face. "It's alright, no harm done."

[darknessisskeeter]

The winter winds that blew through Diagon Alley were bitter, stinging Rita’s skin as she exited the Daily Prophet offices and made her way to the Leaky Cauldron now that the work day had finished. Sh was positive that parts of her skin were bright red by the time she stepped inside and made her way to the bar, taking up a seat near the fire as she brushed the last of the snow from her hair. 

"Butterbeer, please," she requested when the waitress came over, shooting her a smile before patting down her pockets to find the small pad she’d tucked away in her jeans. Her eyes remained locked on the paper when a figure loomed over her, the sound of their voice drawing a hum from her throat. "Go ahead, the waitress should be back in a minute or two."

[daddybeartonks]

                Shopping in Diagon Alley was never an easy feat, for even when all of the students were at Hogwarts during term time, the more popular shops were still fairly busy. He and Dromeda had put together a list of all the supplies they'd need and Ted persuaded her to let him go alone, since the weather was especially cold and snowy. Wrapped in a thick coat and a hand-knitted scarf, Ted caught the train to London and made his way to the shopping haven. Even after buying what could have been a good few months worth of goods,Ted couldn't help but spend the last of his knuts and sickles on sweets from Sugarplum's Sweets Shop for Dora.

                He decided to pop into the Leaky Cauldron for a light refreshment before heading home. He had a few sickles left and frozen hands, so he looked to find a seat near the fireplace, if possible. He drifted over, only to find that someone had already taken a seat there. He glanced at the seat just by hers' when she invited him to sit down, despite not looking up at him. He smiled, lumping himself on the seat, letting his bag fall to the ground with a quiet thump. "Thanks. It's terribly cold out there, isn't it?"

[nearlymrsmalfoy]

"I’m sorry, what was that?"

[daddybeartonks]

                "I thought I heard someone call my name. Sorry about that." When the young blonde turned her face he instantly regretted calling out to her. "Hello, Narcissa."

[thecollisionofyourkiss-]