And this one is for Lissy lovey.

Family Ties: #63 Mooch

Mungdungus Fletcher seemed oddly lumpy as he lurked in the doorway of the Hog’s Head. His eyes darted up and down the street, waiting for Merlin-knew-what kind of unsavory character.

“You’re up to something, Dung,” Tonks seemed to materialize from around the corner, and the man jumped. “Hanging about to mooch off Aberforth again?”

“I’m not a mooch,” he protested, crossing his arms and promptly dropping a teapot with the Black family crest. He gave her a defiant look and added defensively, “It isn’t as if Sirius has use of it anymore.”

He found a wand pointed at his throat.