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Title: No Time For Ducking

Author: godrical

Rating: PG

Summary:  A walk in the park leads to so much more than either Remus or Tonks might have expected.
Author's Notes: This story is the sequel to Of Mischief and Responsibility. Very many thanks to mrstater for her superb beta work.  

No Time For Ducking

My mouse is back...

My mouse is back, well, not the same mouse since he got his head chopped off by the mouse trap in March as did his buddy, on the same day. Sigh. I've suspected it for a week now, but I put it down to my paranoia after the nightmare I had with them earlier in the year, but I've just found irrefutable evidence of mousy activity and I'm not happy. This place is too small to share with a free range mouse. 

Why can't they just have a munch on the mouse poison and die? 

Why won't my landlord come and take the radiator off so that they can quickly block off the mouse house?

It's not that I'm scared of them, (although I certainly wouldn't want one anywhere near me) but they're dirty, disgusting, incontinent creatures and they are NOT welcome in my flat. 

The landlord is supposed to be coming some time this afternoon to check out something else, I'll have another go at him then, and get him to bring me some more mouse traps.