1995
Sometimes Tonks thinks juggling being an Auror and a member of the Order of the Phoenix and trying to take care of Sirius as best she can, whilst eating and sleeping and showering and surviving, is impossible. Sometimes, just existing is a tough enough job all on its own.
And then she walks into Grimmauld Place and Remus greets her with a tired, but genuinely happy smile, and everything else she's been worrying about disappears. Such mundane worries have no place with him, or if they do, he listens to them and his attentiveness alone diminishes them in her mind.
When they sit across from each other at that careworn table, sipping hot chocolate or butterbeer or whatever else strikes their fancy, there's no war or worries or any sort of juggling. There's just the two of them, and it's perfect.