Scandalizing Dawlish: #96 Socks

“Tonks!” Dawlish stared at the bare ankles in front of him and felt a blush creep up from his collar.

“Hmm?” She twirled her wand absently, staring at the house in front of them. They were raiding it as soon as Kingsley gave the spelled signal, and she was watching to be sure the owner didn’t flee.

“You aren’t wearing any socks! I mean… no socks!”

She looked down as if surprised. “Oh.”

“Oh?” He sputtered wordlessly.

“I forgot. I was in a hurry this morning.” She glanced up and swore under her breath. “Merlin take you! He got away.”