Blast from the Past: #43 Headmaster

There was something odd about sitting across from your old headmaster and dealing with him as an equal. It was no less true when said headmaster was the famous Albus Dumbledore. Tonks twitched in her seat, hoping the meeting would end soon. Staring at Dumbledore only brought back memories of being in his office to explain why she’d destroyed yet another treasure in the school.

She twitched again, and her cup broke as it struck the table.

“No worries, Nymphadora.” His look was all good humor. That was the worst part, really. He always seemed to find her so… funny.