Thunder
Molly sits a disheveled, anxious Tonks down at the long kitchen table, pushing a hot mug of tea into her hands. Tonks takes a white-knuckled grip on the handle, but doesn't raise it to her lips.
"Come on, dear, it'll warm you up," Molly urges, sitting beside the shaken girl and laying a comforting hand on her back.
"Thanks," Tonks replies, voice blank. There is a darkness in her eyes, a pain so inescapable it's seeped in and become a part of her. "I didn't think I could stay at home tonight."
Molly squeezes the young woman's hand. "You know you're always welcome here, Nymphadora."
Tonks opens her mouth to reply, but before she can conjure up the sound blue-white lightning floods the kitchen and the thunder shakes the Burrow to its very foundations. She startles, upsetting her tea as she nearly falls out of her seat. Thankfully, the tea misses them both and Molly's wand whisks the liquid away.
"Sorry," she says sheepishly, mousy fringe hiding her face. "I don't know what to do with myself." She's glad the full moon hides behind the rain. "I've never been so scared before."
Molly pulls Tonks into a hug, the only way she can think of to offer comfort, and Tonks crumbles, shaking. "Remus will make it through this. I promise. He'll come back to you just fine."
A/N: In case it's not clear to everyone, this drabble takes place the first full moon after Remus leaves Dora pre/the beginning of HBP. It's his first transformation with the pack, his first in a long time without Wolfsbane, it's a stormy night, and Tonks is terrified. I love Molly Weasley and try to include her wherever I can, and like to imagine that this is the first of a few "tea and sympathy" sessions between the two women. Reviewers get a Molly hug and some solid advice to help you through whatever problems you may be facing.