The food at Hogwarts served its purpose, but it was never like the food Molly made. He had to admit, however, that anything was certainly better than having to cook it himself. Hestia cooking for him, however, meant that now he owed her a lunch. This lunch was a brilliant and wonderful surprise, and definitely something he appreciated.
"Hmmm," he nodded, taking a seat once more. He had meant Dimitri since he was around, Alexander was always off somewhere with his team it seemed. Charlie did not have much interaction with Hestia's family. "And what about Phoebe and Joshua? How are their kids?"
Charlie's family was all over the board with interests and professions. Hestia's family was similiar, albeit smaller—a healer, a Quidditch player, a hit-wizard, and a stay-at-home mom married to an auror. A person's job seemed to make a statement about their loyalties and where their heart was (at least to a certain extent). The Weasleys maintained a bit of mystery, and very much were encouraged to have their own identity and individuality.
"Sorry if I've been quiet. I suppose I cannot stop thinking about where we're going next. We should have another meeting soon, the Order, I mean. I hate playing a waiting game. If we could all be out hunting and tracking, this might be easier."