 FEE FII FOOO FONA!
Tonks sat looking out the window of the moving carriage. Turning hers eyes to her arm, she checked the time once again. 5 o'clock. They had been travelling since morning, through winding counryside. The view was opressed by the overcast weather, the clouds grey and low over the passing hills.
Surely we must be almost there. Trust Snape to live in the most isolated place Norway has to offer.
She rolled her eyes and fell back against her seat, resuming her gaze on the landscape.
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