"Just a lump of sugar if you have it." She finished making the tea and handed him the mug before settling in the other chair, her sock clad feet joining his on the coffee table. He had on his own pajamas this time. Charcoal grey pajama pants and a dark green t-shirt. His housecoat was Slytherin green with silver quilting. His slippers looked as ratty as her own. She was surprised to see him own anything that wasn't perfectly polished and pristine. 