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Nymphadora was lying with her face down on her large wooden desk. Pictures around her were yelling telling her to get up. After the first ten minutes they all just became endless blurs and whispers. She was thankfully, silent and wasn't drooling, she slept with her mouth closed. Her door was shut and the fake window had a curtain over it so that the sun couldn't bother Tonks when she was sleeping. It had been days on end since she had had a good nights sleep, by that she meant longer then an hour.
A man entered and muttered something as he set a large stack of papers on her desk and left shutting the door loudly behind him. Nymphadora's head shot up and she rubbed her eyes. She checked her clock by the door. Two in the afternoon, she had only had an hour sleep. She straightened up and took out a quill and a new bottle of black ink. She took the stack of papers and began to look at them.
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Welcome!
Tonks' Office
