the_debt_of_time

"A dementor," Remus replied, breaking more chunks and handing them out to the
teenagers. "One of the dementors of Azkaban."
Neville and Ron each took their pieces eagerly, and the small red-headed girl who
reminded him of Lily accepted her piece with shaking hands. His gaze then fell on
Hermione. Her big eyes were the same colour as the piece of chocolate he was trying to
hand her. He noted that her hair was much bushier than he had ever remembered, and her
teeth were much too large for her small mouth. He schooled his expression to one of
concern before smiling lightly at her when she finally accepted the chocolate. He crumpled
the wrapper up and stuck it in his pocket.
"Eat. It'll help. I need to speak to the driver, excuse me."
Remus stood and made his way out of the compartment, rushing down the aisle
toward the front of the train. He quickly stepped through the front door of the conductor's
compartment. "Any sign of more?"
"No, thank Merlin," the driver said with a sigh. "You the one that drove them off?"
Remus nodded.
"Bloody monsters. What's the Ministry thinking? Letting them loose like that. We
should be to Hogsmeade Station in about ten minutes. I'll be drinking myself unconscious
at Rosmerta's tonight. That's for sure."
"Wish I could join you," Remus said under his breath before shutting the door and
returning to the back compartment. When he stepped inside, Hermione was in a corner
with her arm wrapped around the other girl, while Neville and Ron sat on their seats still
staring down at Harry, who remained on the ground, piece of chocolate untouched in his
hand.
"I haven't poisoned that chocolate." Remus smiled when Harry took a bite and the
colour began returning to his cheeks. He felt a weight fall from his shoulders at the sight,
but a heaviness settled in his stomach as he imagined the look on Lily's face had she known
that he allowed a dementor to come anywhere near her son.
"We'll be at Hogwarts in ten minutes," he told the teenagers before leaning down
and looking at Harry properly. His eyes fell on the lightning bolt scar that, up until now,
Remus had only heard about.
"Are you all right, Harry?"
"Fine," the boy muttered.