It’s a Tuesday afternoon, gray, cold, and drizzly, and she’s making a second pot of tea for them. Harry, Ron, and Neville are included in whatever Tonks wants to discuss today, but so far all she’s done is report on the status of other Order houses. It’s been a good couple of weeks, with no deaths and few injuries on their side. Hermione puts the sugar and the milk jug on the table with the teapot, and opens a pack of digestive biscuits as well. It’s hardly festive, but nobody’s got time or energy to bake scones or cakes anymore. She puts the plate of biscuits in front of Tonks and pours her own tea. Tonks shoots her a grateful smile. She likes digestive biscuits.