"This definitely isn't the kind of area for that sort of thing," Tonks said dismissively, gesturing a little. "You'll need something that blends in more. It won't be too big of a deal."
Remus just took and let out a slow breath. Was he really going to let Tonks take Draco out into the Muggle world? Really, he wasn't about to tell her no, either. He didn't want to have to deal with an angry Nymphodora Tonks. "...I would just accept what she has to say on the matter, Draco. It shouldn't be too difficult to procure something more suitable. You... would stick out a touch, given your age."
Draco felt his face flush and he looked away. He didn't understand or rather refused to understand why he would stick out. Let alone his age being a problem with it.
Then there was the fact if he wanted to explore and go out on his own...he was going to have to do what they said.
"Alright....fine." Draco reluctantly agreed even though it was clear he wasn't pleased with the idea.
Draco gave a curt nod and then excused himself from the table. He wasn't liking this one bit. He realized that Tonks was up to something and knew full well that she didn't trust him and only put up with him because of Remus.
He decided to take a shower to try to calm his nerves down and to try and wake up some more. He knew his face was still flushed from the conversation. He wanted to sleep some more but that wasn't going to happen.
He had a feeling no matter where he was going to go that other wizards and witches would be treating him the same way. This was why his parents had hid away from society. But didn't he come here to prove himself? He couldn't keep hiding.
After the shower he then dug through his clothes trying to find something that wouldn't "stick out". Eventually he managed to find something that wasn't too formal. He still wasn't hungry and decide to just stay in his room a little longer.
Unsurprisingly, it would be Remus that came by when Draco wasn't coming down. He gave an odd knock and called Draco's name - if the door was opened, it would be him with a tray (maybe a wand or an elbow knock then?) full of breakfast, looking a touch uncertain but also trying a half smile.
"Hungry?" He asked. "Thought you might want to eat before you went out. I got us a meeting at 2, so if you want to eat and head out for a bit, you have time. We need to leave here by 1:30, no later."
There was a paused, before Draco opened the door. He was a little surprised to see Remus bringing up breakfast. It was the last thing he was expecting.
"Oh...thank you," Draco replied and went to relieve Remus of the tray. He was a bit embarrassed by this as he didn't mean for Remus to go out of his way. Now that the food was before him, he realized that he was hungry and reached over to grab some of the toast and bite into it.
"Meeting?" This bit of news caught him off guard. This day was certainly a day full of surprises.
"Remember?" He moved to sit on the edge of the bed. "I told you we would be going by the Ministry. I have someone who I think can help you out and confirm you. With him behind you, most would think differently. Besides, I think he can help you figure Out a possible future career, if you want one."
"I think it'll be easier if you meet him when we get there." Because he had a feeling Draco would panic if he knew before hand.
"Eat up and enjoy yourself today. You can use a Locator spell if need be to make sure you know how to get back." He gave a nod before he stood up, making a face as his back cracked. Too old...
He gave a nod, but couldn't hide his concern for Remus. Not that he could do anything for him...at least now. "I'll make sure to be here by 1:30..."
As for enjoying the day...he doubted that. His first time back in society after months of hiding...was going to be a challenge. He was thankful that the one sweater he had had a hood, that he could hide under if need be.
Draco managed to eat some of the breakfast not all of it. Warily, he brought the tray down with him and tried to brace himself for his outing with Tonks.
But Draco would be in for a surprise. Tonks would be waiting for him downstairs, looking very much like a Muggle in her clothing minus the tee shirt she wore was for the Weird Sisters. She smirked on seeing him, but it wasn't a cruel smirk. More amused.
"So you want to check out the area? Go ahead. You don't need me to be a babysitter - just don't let Remus know I let you go off alone."
Draco kept his face impassive, but quietly studied her looking for key features that would remain. He knew she could change her features and noted the Weird Sisters shirt.
He had a set of dress pants on and a hooded sweater he wore over the long sleeve shirt he had. He had also wrapped up the Death Eater mark on his arm just in case. He refused to take off his family ring.
True he could use a locator spell to find the house...but she was probably expecting that of him. Giving her a curt nod, he went ahead and stepped outside.
If it had been Remus he may have been more comfortable and willing to ask questions...but with Tonks he knew he was being judged on everything. He wasn't sure what to expect from her that she would accept. He would figure out things on his own.
Once outside, he found his heart pounding a little as he tried to take in his surroundings wanting to remember every detail he could.
As a Metamorphmagus, she could change her entire face to look like something else all together. There was a reason she had passed Disguise like no other Auror before her. She merely nodded when he left, and waited for a bit. He was right to be wary, to a degree.
The area was in a small town or city, urban. They hadn't picked a particularly rural or suburban area like most wizards, strangely. They had a small front yard - simple, easy to keep. There were houses up the street, what seemed like shops down the street, with cars passing by.
A couple of people a little older than Draco were walking by. The style of their clothing seemed odd for Muggles, almost more like wizards, but tighter and the earbuds in their ears suggested non-wizards.
He wasn't too sure if he liked that this was an urban area. It was a little much for him. He was so used to the rural areas that he lived in.
Watching the cars drive by unnerved him a bit. He was familiar with them and the out outrageous story about the flying Ford that Harry and Ron drove. His family never messed with the muggle form of transportation. Their pride had forbid it.
He kept to the sidewalks and did his best to keep to himself not wanting to draw attention to him. He did find the manner that the way the Muggles dressed strange...but Muggles were peculiar anyway.
He could understand though why Tonks picked this area to live in...their style seemed to match her wild style. And why his formal wear would not be accepted...
At the same time Draco kept an eye out for Tonks, unsure of where she would show. He felt like he was already failing in this test of hers.
The type of area it certainly didn't seem like was Remus'. In fact it hardly seemed like the older wizard would be happy here, but he had seemed happy and mostly relaxed in his own home. Then again, he had mentioned there were charms and the like on the house. Something was being done to make it easier for them as a family.
Towards the shops, the amount of Muggles picked up. A happening little town, it seemed. The delicious scent of a bakery, a book shop, a restaurant, a little soap making business, a small grocery... Quaint.
This is where Draco found himself having a hard time. He wasn't prepared for all the commotion to set off his stress and paranoia. It didn't show on his face, but his emotions were in a turmoil inside. Yet, at the same time he was quite excited by it. It had been too long since he was out among people.
He had a feeling he was going to end up having to transfer the money his father gave him into Muggle money later on. He wasn't too keen on the idea...but he doubted no where here would take wizard money.
He didn't go into any of the shops and just glanced at them as he walked by. He watched as various couples walked by him, groups of friends, or families simply enjoying the day out.
Draco began to wonder...outside of magic what the difference was between the two of them. What was it that caused pureblooded families like his to look so down on them. His family had always been careful to keep him away from any Muggle influence and this had been quite an eye opener for him.
Other than the mode of dress and the technology, it might not seem all that different. Groups of school children laughing together, couples holding hands, old, young, buying things and just living their lives. True, Draco would spot then taking photos of one another, ones that didn't move, but he also might spot a young girl taking a video as well. People chatting on phones. Someone talking about 'the Internet'.
As he walked by, a man about his age walking by would nearly lose his drink when his dog pulled hard and went up to Draco, tail wagging and looking curious. "Lucky! Hey!" As he juggled the leash and drink.
So much for going by unnoticed. He gave a small smile as the dog struggled to approach him despite his master's wishes.
"Sorry about that...I didn't mean to cause any problems for you," Draco found himself saying. He was a little surprised with himself for even apologizing especially to a Muggle. But the dog's owner almost lost his drink and the dog.
As he was talking he held out his hand allowing the dog to sniff it. He realized as well how much he missed the dogs that his family used to have.
"Don't worry about it," the Muggle said easily, giving a bit of a laugh. "Lucky just likes people, but I never saw him go for one person so fast. Must be a dog-person, Huh?"
Lucky, meanwhile, was sniffing Draco's offered hand, then licked it before nosing at the long fingers, hoping for a scratch while his tag wagged furiously.
Draco gave a nod. "One could say that. I used to have two Irish wolf hounds."
Sensing that the Lucky was okay with him, Draco went ahead and gave his head a scratch behind the ears. He felt himself relaxing a little, kind of glad that the dog was there.
"Those huge dogs?? Cool." Lucky was clearly some sort of mix, but a handsome one of medium sized. He leaned into the scratching and looked so happy to be getting it. "I picked up Lucky from the shelter here in town. Couldn't say no to that face."
The Muggle looked Draco over once and lifted a brow. "From around here? Haven't seen you around."
More like a combination of accent and clothing, but close enough. The Muggle looked impressed. "All the way from there? Here on vacation or did your family move in?" He took a sip of his iced drink while Lucky was slowly leaning more of his weight into Draco.
"Ahh! Explains why you'd be around here." His smile was easy, friendly, and he looked utterly relaxed about talking to a stranger. That kind of person - the kind Draco knew few if any of. "Well, if you're exploring..." The Muggle looked around, then his smile towards Draco grew before offering his hand. "Nice to meet you. Name's Jake, and you are?"
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Remus just took and let out a slow breath. Was he really going to let Tonks take Draco out into the Muggle world? Really, he wasn't about to tell her no, either. He didn't want to have to deal with an angry Nymphodora Tonks. "...I would just accept what she has to say on the matter, Draco. It shouldn't be too difficult to procure something more suitable. You... would stick out a touch, given your age."
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Then there was the fact if he wanted to explore and go out on his own...he was going to have to do what they said.
"Alright....fine." Draco reluctantly agreed even though it was clear he wasn't pleased with the idea.
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But Tonks interrupted her husband, looking amused. "No, Remus, if he wants to go out on his own, let him."
Which made him look sharply to his wife, brows way up. "...but-"
Tonks just grinned a little. "He's a big wizard, he knows the rules about magic. He'll be /fine/."
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Remus knew Tonks was up to something and he wasn't sure he liked it. "...if you're sure..."
"I am. Enjoy yourself after breakfast, Draco."
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He decided to take a shower to try to calm his nerves down and to try and wake up some more. He knew his face was still flushed from the conversation. He wanted to sleep some more but that wasn't going to happen.
He had a feeling no matter where he was going to go that other wizards and witches would be treating him the same way. This was why his parents had hid away from society. But didn't he come here to prove himself? He couldn't keep hiding.
After the shower he then dug through his clothes trying to find something that wouldn't "stick out". Eventually he managed to find something that wasn't too formal. He still wasn't hungry and decide to just stay in his room a little longer.
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"Hungry?" He asked. "Thought you might want to eat before you went out. I got us a meeting at 2, so if you want to eat and head out for a bit, you have time. We need to leave here by 1:30, no later."
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"Oh...thank you," Draco replied and went to relieve Remus of the tray. He was a bit embarrassed by this as he didn't mean for Remus to go out of his way. Now that the food was before him, he realized that he was hungry and reached over to grab some of the toast and bite into it.
"Meeting?" This bit of news caught him off guard. This day was certainly a day full of surprises.
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"Eat up and enjoy yourself today. You can use a Locator spell if need be to make sure you know how to get back." He gave a nod before he stood up, making a face as his back cracked. Too old...
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As for enjoying the day...he doubted that. His first time back in society after months of hiding...was going to be a challenge. He was thankful that the one sweater he had had a hood, that he could hide under if need be.
Draco managed to eat some of the breakfast not all of it. Warily, he brought the tray down with him and tried to brace himself for his outing with Tonks.
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"So you want to check out the area? Go ahead. You don't need me to be a babysitter - just don't let Remus know I let you go off alone."
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He had a set of dress pants on and a hooded sweater he wore over the long sleeve shirt he had. He had also wrapped up the Death Eater mark on his arm just in case. He refused to take off his family ring.
True he could use a locator spell to find the house...but she was probably expecting that of him. Giving her a curt nod, he went ahead and stepped outside.
If it had been Remus he may have been more comfortable and willing to ask questions...but with Tonks he knew he was being judged on everything. He wasn't sure what to expect from her that she would accept. He would figure out things on his own.
Once outside, he found his heart pounding a little as he tried to take in his surroundings wanting to remember every detail he could.
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The area was in a small town or city, urban. They hadn't picked a particularly rural or suburban area like most wizards, strangely. They had a small front yard - simple, easy to keep. There were houses up the street, what seemed like shops down the street, with cars passing by.
A couple of people a little older than Draco were walking by. The style of their clothing seemed odd for Muggles, almost more like wizards, but tighter and the earbuds in their ears suggested non-wizards.
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Watching the cars drive by unnerved him a bit. He was familiar with them and the out outrageous story about the flying Ford that Harry and Ron drove. His family never messed with the muggle form of transportation. Their pride had forbid it.
He kept to the sidewalks and did his best to keep to himself not wanting to draw attention to him. He did find the manner that the way the Muggles dressed strange...but Muggles were peculiar anyway.
He could understand though why Tonks picked this area to live in...their style seemed to match her wild style. And why his formal wear would not be accepted...
At the same time Draco kept an eye out for Tonks, unsure of where she would show. He felt like he was already failing in this test of hers.
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Towards the shops, the amount of Muggles picked up. A happening little town, it seemed. The delicious scent of a bakery, a book shop, a restaurant, a little soap making business, a small grocery... Quaint.
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He had a feeling he was going to end up having to transfer the money his father gave him into Muggle money later on. He wasn't too keen on the idea...but he doubted no where here would take wizard money.
He didn't go into any of the shops and just glanced at them as he walked by. He watched as various couples walked by him, groups of friends, or families simply enjoying the day out.
Draco began to wonder...outside of magic what the difference was between the two of them. What was it that caused pureblooded families like his to look so down on them. His family had always been careful to keep him away from any Muggle influence and this had been quite an eye opener for him.
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As he walked by, a man about his age walking by would nearly lose his drink when his dog pulled hard and went up to Draco, tail wagging and looking curious. "Lucky! Hey!" As he juggled the leash and drink.
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"Sorry about that...I didn't mean to cause any problems for you," Draco found himself saying. He was a little surprised with himself for even apologizing especially to a Muggle. But the dog's owner almost lost his drink and the dog.
As he was talking he held out his hand allowing the dog to sniff it. He realized as well how much he missed the dogs that his family used to have.
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Lucky, meanwhile, was sniffing Draco's offered hand, then licked it before nosing at the long fingers, hoping for a scratch while his tag wagged furiously.
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Sensing that the Lucky was okay with him, Draco went ahead and gave his head a scratch behind the ears. He felt himself relaxing a little, kind of glad that the dog was there.
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The Muggle looked Draco over once and lifted a brow. "From around here? Haven't seen you around."
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Was it that apparent he wasn't from here? Grudgingly he knew that Tonks had won the clothing argument.
"No, here visiting for a while. I'm from Wiltshire."
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It was close enough to the truth. He noted that Lucky seemed to be favoring him and continued to pet the dog as they talked.
"I guess it's safe to say I know nothing about this area and was simply exploring it today."
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