"Moody, this is Nymphadora Tonks. Tonks, this is Mad-Eye Moody," said Kingsley Shacklebolt, introducing them to one another.
Tonks looked Moody up and down. He did the same to her.
Tonks saw a grizzled old veteran with a weird eye and a wooden leg, and bits of his face missing. But he was as tough as they came, and he had more experience than anybody in the Auror department. She told herself she was lucky to be assigned to him –
"What're you staring at, girl?!" barked Moody.
"You," she replied, looking him right in the eye.
Moody saw a Hufflepuff girl scarcely out of Hogwarts, somewhat pretty, but that short hair of hers ... it was lemon yellow. And she had a stud in her nose. And was that gum she was chewing?
Yes, it was. Tonks blew a bubble of Drooble's finest at him. She had quite a talent for it.
Moody poked her bubble with his wand, popping it. "Mph!" said Tonks, her face suddenly covered in gum. She pointed her own wand at her face and the gum vanished. "That wasn't very nice."
"Think you're going to hunt down Dark wizards by chewing gum, girl? Wipe that ridiculous look off your face and tell me if –"
But he stopped talking in amazement, as the girl's face suddenly changed dramatically. A second later, he was looking at a perfect double of himself, whizzing blue eye and all, only a few inches shorter than he was.
"Bloody hell!" exclaimed Moody, taken aback. Kingsley carefully maintained a neutral expression.
Moody's twin grinned at him. "How's this look? You like this one better?"
Moody gave a rare smile. "So you're a Metamorphmagus, are you? No wonder you got top marks in Concealment and Disguise."
Tonks reverted to her former appearance, somewhat to Moody's relief. That had creeped him out a little. She didn't lose the grin, though. She had a nice smile, even if she seemed not to be taking him seriously. Her eyes twinkled.
"It's really nice to meet you, Mr. Moody," she said, holding out her hand. "I can see we're going to get along like a house on fire."
"What, with lots of flames and people running around and screaming? Yeah, sounds about right." Moody shook hands with his new apprentice.
"Now, how about showing me a few defensive spells? Wand out!" She obeyed. Her wand was a light-colored wood, ten or eleven inches – maybe ash.
"We're going to duel." Moody bowed. Tonks did the same, her grin changing to a look of serious concentration.
Kingsley backed out of the room quickly, saying: "All right, try not to kill each other, will you? I'm just going to be back in my office, call me if you need anything." And he was gone.