In the next morning, Florence woke up feeling an arm around her waist – too heavy to be Chris' or Liz's – so she turned around expecting to see one of the twins there. But as her eyes fell on the man on the bed, her veela stirred in her mind, purring in delight.

"Severus." she whispered with a smile.

"Good morning, Flor..." he murmured, opening his eyes and arching an eyebrow as he saw her light-green eyes. "Problems, wife?"

"That depends, are you helping me control her or your making me do it by myself?" She rubbed against his body, her hands running down his abs, as she trailed kisses down his neck, going to his chest and navel.

"Fuck." He groaned as he felt her tongue caressing his hip bone. "I haven't got much time, Flor. Remus is in the guest room. Stupid Black ran away from us in the middle of the night, so we came to sleep here after looking for him." He threw his head back as she bit his cock over his underwear. "I can feel her, Florence." He exhaled, hearing sexy whispers in his mind telling him to fuck her senseless. "Can't you leash her?"

"Nope. I'm about to have your cock in my mouth, you're half-naked on the bed and smelling so good." she moaned, pulling his underwear down his legs. "Without some hard fuck, or a strong Sleeping Draught, I won't be able to control her. I'm burning in need." She moaned softly, her veela taking over her body, his proximity and his scent playing havoc with her senses that morning.

She licked his cock before taking just the head between her lips, and he fisted a hand in her hair, controlling the speed of her movements, groaning as she circled her tongue around his dick, pressing against the sensitive spot under the head.

Suddenly he pulled her face up for a kiss, unable to take that teasing any longer, invading her mouth nearly desperately, kissing her deep and demandingly.

"I fucking need you." She gasped, straddling his hips and taking her nightgown off, leaving nothing but a pair of dark blue lace knickers and the jade necklace covering her curvaceous body. The long messy waves of her hair fell down her shoulders and teasingly touched her naked breasts. Her light green eyes stared at him like a challenge – daring him to show he was man enough to sexually satisfy her.

Severus grabbed her by the waist. "You asked for this, wife." and he flipped them over, getting his body on top of her, between her legs, while ravaging her mouth again.

She bit his bottom lip, not hard enough to draw blood, just to entice him. And he grabbed the sides of her knickers and pulled, easily ripping them off of her body, staring at her and watching her smile as he threw the ruined piece of clothing onto the floor.

"You're so fucking sexy, princess." he whispered, before taking his wand from the nightstand, casting a Muffliato and locking their bedroom door.

He put his wand back where it had been and stared at the woman on the bed, in front of him.

"Open your legs wider for me." he ordered with a commanding voice.

She obeyed and he looked at her wet pussy as he positioned his hips close to hers, his large body between her legs again, kissing her skin, from her belly to her breasts.

"My favourite toys." He said, cupping her breasts, pinching both her nipples and watching as she sighed and arched on the bed offering more of her breasts for him, he bit her pebbled nipples, sucking on them hard, laving them with his tongue. "I think I'll play with these for a while."

"Oh, yes, do it… please." she begged, her head thrown back, her eyes closed, her mouth open, a light pink colour on her cheeks.

And he did keep on playing with her breasts, hearing her gasp and moan his name, stopping only after having lengthy tortured both her nipples, making them red and sensitive.

Then he kissed up to her neck, giving her skin tiny stinging kisses, one hand going down her belly, a finger sliding deep inside of her. Her pussy was absolutely drenched, clenching, aching for something to fill it.

"Fuck me!" she pleaded. "Do it, Sev. Now!"

He stopped his torturing moves and yanked her arms above her head, pinning them down to the mattress. He looked into her light-green eyes and kissed her lips, moving his hips into position and thrusting balls deep into her, forcing his way in as deep as possible, making her take every inch of his dick.

Florence moaned loudly and gasped at his intrusion, her face a mask of pleasure and passion.

"Wrap your legs around my waist, princess." he ordered and she obeyed, locking her legs around him and pushing against him in desperate need.

"Move!" she ordered.

"Shh. Behave yourself." He ordered, slapping her butt, making her moan and wiggle, then he started to move his hips in a slow maddening way, getting deep into her and moving out until only the tip of his cock stayed in her, just to move deep into her again.

"Fuck!" she gasped.

"Yes! I will fuck this delicious cunt until I have you screaming under me."

"But you're too slow!" she complained, moaning as he pushed deep into her, grinding against her pussy and pressing on her cervix. "Ooh, fuck!"

He kept moving his hips more in than out, massaging her cervix with the head of his dick, her arms still pinned on the mattress by his hands.

"You like this, princess?" he asked in his most velvety voice. "Thick cock fucking you."

"Yes. Ooohh... don't stop!"

"You're mine, all mine." He growled, waiting for her veela to give him the confirmation that she was fully his – but the magical being was acting stubborn in a way she hadn't been in years.

He moved his hips faster, hearing Florence's moans grow louder, making sure to press against her cervix at every in stroke. He felt her body being taken by pleasure, a strong orgasm just seconds from making her scream – and then he heard the whimpers of surrender in his mind.

"That's it." He said sensually, "You're all mine." And he whispered his special spell that licked her clit and Florence screamed his name, her back arching off of the bed, her body tensing under his; the strong orgasm starting deep inside her womb and running through her body, making her quiver in pleasure as her channel squeezed his cock. He moved his hips for another handful of thrusts but she was too tight, too hot and too wet so he couldn't control neither the groan that left his lips nor his body anymore; jet after jet of cum erupted from his dick, soaking her channel.

"Fuck, princess " he groaned as he let his head fall between her breast, his cock still twitching inside of her.

"Hmm." Was all she said, her body completely sated by the strong orgasm he had given her; her hands caressing his long hair slowly.

Once he stopped cumming, he rolled them over on the bed, pulling her head to his chest, his fingers in her hair, lazily massaging her scalp; and soon Florence was asleep again.

Fifteen minutes later, Severus slowly got out of bed and dressed, before walking downstairs. The kids were already at the table having breakfast.

"Morning dad!" exclaimed Liz, Chris and the twins.

"When did you get here, dad?" James asked. "You said you would be gone for a couple of days on a mission or something..."

"I arrived in the middle of the night. Things didn't go quite as planned." Severus looked at one of their house-elves. "Melody, where is Remus?"

"He's already up, Master Severus, but still upstairs."

"Tell him to come down here and have breakfast with us." Severus sat at the head of the table and little Christopher jumped to his lap.

"Where's mom?" asked Nicholas.

"She'll probably sleep in." Severus smirked. "She's tired this morning."

James rolled his eyes. "That's way more than we needed to know, dad!" he looked at his twin. "Why did you have to ask?"

"Dad?" asked the sweet voice of the only girl at the table. "Can I go to Madam Malkin's after breakfast? She's received the first winter pieces and there's this gorgeous light-blue faux-fur coat that I'd look gorgeous in! It's very cold in the French Alps, you know."

"Well, Liz. I don't see why not." He looked at Nick, "Can you go with her? I don't want any of you walking by yourselves. Not even here in the village."

"Of course, dad." Nicholas said. "Maybe I'll get myself some things as well."

"Sure. No problem." Agreed Severus, always wanting to give his kids everything. "Have the bill sent to the castle and I'll pay it from there."

Elizabeth and her brother looked at each other with sparkling eyes, knowing that they had just received their father's permission to splurge.

Forbidden Forest

After he had left the house where Remus and Snape were asleep, Sirius walked idly for a while. He couldn't tell them what he intended to do, he feared Remus wouldn't agree with his plans and Snape would certainly tell Dumbledore – and the old man would intervene.

So Sirius walked for most of the morning, in his animagus form, being careful not to be seen by centaurs and other creatures from the Forbidden Forest.

He knew a place where he could hide and no one would find him, so he went towards Hogsmeade, walking through the beautiful village and finding himself near Florence's house – now Snape's house as well.

He stopped in front of the beautiful home, sighing; if he were honest with himself, he had to admit he'd always known Florence were never truly his, but he couldn't shake the feeling that now he had lost her forever.

He kept on walking for a few more blocks, always hiding when he noticed someone was around. And then he finally arrived at his destination; ignoring the sign that said NO TRESPASSING, he walked the long path towards his well-known Shrieking Shack.

A week later

Snapes' family home

Severus arrived home later than he had wanted that night. The kids and Florence were no longer downstairs; so he walked into the kitchen and found Tiffany still in there.

"Hi, Tiffany, serve me my dinner in the bedroom, please." he said.

"Right away, Master." the elf answered, noticing he was tired and adding half a glass of firewhisky to his tray.

He walked upstairs and heard Florence's sweet voice coming from Christopher's bedroom; he stopped by the door and peeked inside, seeing his beautiful wife in there reading their five-year-old son a book; the boy, all tucked in on his bed, was trying hard not to fall asleep.

Severus smiled at the sweet scene.

Hey, love. He said.

Florence smiled without looking at the door, not wanting to let her son know his dad was home.

Don't get in here, Chris will want to play with you.

I know. I'm too tired for that tonight. I'll go take a shower.

She nodded.

Severus had already showered and was having dinner at the small table by the window in their bedroom, only a pair of dark blue boxer-briefs covering his body, when Florence entered the room.

"Hey, Sev." she kissed his lips and sat on the bed.

"It took Chris a long time to fall asleep." He commented.

"Yes. He doesn't like that the twins have to go to school, but now he's really upset that Liz will be away too." Florence covered herself with the soft duvet.

Severus remembered the thought he had had at the safe-house a week ago, and he decided to mention it to her: "I know you said we should wait to have more babies after Chris, but... he'll be six in November, Flor. And, like you said: he'll be the only kid home after September."

Florence sighed. "I know and... I must admit I have thought about it. But... what if this is the year my father returns, Sev? Having more kids sounds reckless and dangerous."

"Do you want more kids?" he asked, looking at her expectantly.

She smiled and nodded, "Yes. I do. The twins are no longer kids, Liz is already a preteen. I want more babies, at least one more."

Severus finished his firewhisky and looked at her again, "I can't promise you that your father won't return within a year but... It's very unlikely."

"I believe that too." She bit her bottom lip, trying to control her giddiness at the unexpected decision they were about to make.

Severus smiled and walked to the bed, lying beside her. "So, does this mean you'll stop taking the contraceptive potion?"

She smiled and whispered. "Are we certain we will do this, Sev?"

"I am. But it's your body that will carry about fifteen more kilos for nearly a year and then push a little person out of your vagina. So you decide."

She chuckled at his words and closed her eyes for a moment, then she nodded, "Yes. I'm certain too, I'll stop the potion! I want to have one more baby."

"Yes!" he exclaimed, kissing her passionately.

Florence touched his face once his lips left hers, asking him: "Why did you arrive so late tonight?"

"There was a meeting this afternoon. Now, on top of the aurors, the Ministry wants to send dementors to patrol the school grounds, because of Black."

"Dementors in the school?! It's bad enough they're already in Hogsmeade." Florence said, shaking her head. "I went for a walk with Chris this afternoon and I heard people mentioning it in the stores. I even saw a dementor. No one is happy about it. Obviously."

"Some people are saying that Black is after Harry." said Severus, pulling her to his chest.

"Well, it's not surprising that he'd want to see his godson, don't you think? I was asking myself the other day how come he hasn't showed up here yet. He'll probably want to see the twins."

Severus growled, clearly disapproving of the thought of Sirius' presence in that house.

"The thing is," he spoke. "Some are saying that he wants to find Harry to end what he started twelve years ago."

"What?" he frowned. "They're saying Sirius wants to kill Harry? But we both know that's not possible. Sirius didn't kill James and Lily, we know Pettigrew was their Secret-Keeper."

"But no one else knows that besides us, Pomfrey, Remus and Dumbledore." He kissed her left hand. "The aurors from Azkaban said that Black kept repeating 'He's in Hogwarts. He's in Hogwarts' in his last days in prison."

"That's odd." She thought for a moment. "But it doesn't mean he's out to kill Harry. He could be talking about you, as far as we know."

"I've thought about that, Flor." He sounded concerned. "But I'm not his target, if I were he'd have tried something the other day while I slept… I just don't understand why he'd run from us. Whatever it is that he wants in Hogwarts, he could have asked for help instead of running."

"I don't understand that either, Sev. But we know this is not the first time he hides something from us." She looked at him, touching a hand to his face. "And he hates you; I bet he thought you wouldn't help him or would tell Dumbledore about whatever it is he wants to do in the school."

He nodded, massaging her scalp. "Remus is afraid Black might be crazy… that he may be believing that he actually killed James and Lily, after all these years locked up in Azkaban…."

"But you said Sirius looked fine."

"He did look like a man that had been in prison, but he didn't sound like a lunatic to me." Severus sincerely replied.

"Let's hope that you're right and he's not crazy, as Remus fears. Otherwise..." began Florence, worried.

"We'll have to kill him." Finished Severus.

And Florence closed her eyes, hoping with all her heart they wouldn't have to do that.

Late one night, two days before the beginning of the school term, Severus was taking a shower while Florence was in bed, reading, enjoying the silence after all the kids went to bed, when Tiffany walked into the room.

"I'm sorry to bother Mistress Flor, but... there's a letter and Tiffany thinks it's urgent." She handed the letter to Florence

"Of course, Tiff. Thank you." She said, noticing it was from the Ministry and frowning as she read it.

"What's that?" asked Severus, walking into the room dressed just in a pair of sweatpants, his long hair still wet.

"Harry turned Vernon Dursley's sister into a balloon this evening."

Severus laughed. "That's bloody brilliant!"

"Yes, but Fudge is letting me know he ran away from home."

Then he suddenly stopped laughing and looked at her with worry.

"That's not good. Without knowing Black's true intentions, I don't like the idea of Harry wandering around at night."

"Me neither." She got out of bed and summoned a dress from the closet, getting dressed quickly. "I'll go after him, I can find him through the Trace."

"Florence."

"Don't try to stop me, Severus. You know you can't." She simply said.

He let out an annoyed sigh, knowing he truly wasn't as skilled as her to be able to stop her from leaving – and out of the two of them, she'd be more welcomed by Harry than he.

She kissed his lips and disapparated to Little Whinging, easily finding Harry in the playground of a small park; she let out a relieved sigh knowing he was safe, then she thought about what she should do to get him out of that potentially dangerous situation, and she quickly came up with a plan.

Raising her wand, she whispered: "Knight Bus, Knight Bus, I need an emergency pick up in Little Whinging for underage wizard Harry Potter."

Next she pointed her wand to Harry and whispered a coercion spell: "Cogere." noticing the boy's expression change from worried to relaxed, then she planted the idea in his mind: "You'll want to go to the Leaky Cauldron, that's in London." Then she lowered her wand, finishing the spell, and waited.

Harry touched his temple as if he was having a headache and sat down on the curb, but as soon as he had sat, he got up, looking scared all of a sudden – as if he had seen something frightening across the street from him.

Florence looked attentively and then she saw what it was: "Sirius!" she whispered, her heart racing in fear as she recognized the shaggy black dog staring at Harry, her mind replaying Severus's words that maybe Sirius had begun to believe he actually had killed Lily and James and that he had to kill Harry.

The dog barked at the boy and Florence ran towards them, but before she could protect her godson, a purple triple decker bus appeared and she stopped, hiding once again, keeping her eyes on the dog as she waited for Harry to get on the bus.

Once the Knight Bus was gone, she pointed her wand towards the place in the woods where she'd seen the dog just a second ago and said: "Sirius! I know it's you."

For a moment she thought he had fled, but then he walked out of the bushes and looked at her and she could see surprise in his blue eyes.

"I need to know, Padfoot." She never lowered her wand. "Tell me you're not here to kill him. Tell me you know you didn't kill Lily and James."

But the dog just tilted his head.

"C'mon, Sirius! I don't want to hurt you, but will, if you try to harm Harry." she said, with tears in her eyes.

But Sirius just barked once more and ran back into the bushes behind him.

Florence didn't follow him, she lowered her wand and apparated back home.

Severus was in the living room, pacing as he waited for her to return; and then he heard the unique sound of someone apparating in the backyard and ran to the backdoor.

"What happened?"

"Harry's safe." Florence replied, walking into the house and going to the library. "I have to write to Fudge, let him know Harry's on his way to the Leaky Cauldron."

"How?"

"The Knight Bus." She picked up paper and a pen and quickly wrote a message, "Tiffany!" she called.

"Yes, Mistress Flor?"

"Pop to Minister Cornelius Fudge's house and ask his elf to deliver this to him as soon as possible, please."

She gave her the letter and Tiffany disappeared after nodding and saying: "Right away, Mistress."

"What about Black?" Asked Severus. "Did you see him?"

"Yes." She looked at him, concerned. "He was there, looking at Harry from across the street."

"So he did go after the boy. Did he threaten Harry?"

"Not really. I can't say for sure." She sounded hesitant. "I approached him after Harry went off with the Bus. I begged him to tell me if he was there to harm Harry, I told him we wouldn't let him do that. But he just stared at me, barked and left."

"So... we still don't know what he wants." Said Severus.

She shook her head. "No, we don't."

Leaky Cauldron

Harry arrived at the famous wizarding pub and inn known as The Leaky Cauldron early in the morning, the sun had just risen.

He walked into the place and was under the impression that his arrival had been somehow expected, for the owner immediately took him to room 11 where Harry was surprised to see not only Minister Cornelius Fudge, but also Hogwarts Mediwitch Florence Delacour, waiting for him.

"Hi, Mr. Potter." She greeted him kindly. "Have a seat. Did you enjoy riding the Knight Bus?"

Harry frowned and just nodded, rendered speechless in his confusion over how she could possibly know he had arrived in that purple menace they called a bus.

"Hello, Harry! As Minister for Magic," Fudge spoke loudly. "It's my duty to inform you that your uncle's sister was located, safely deflated and had all her memories from last night's incident erased." He gave him a weak smile. "So all is well."

Harry felt like a frowny expression would be etched forever on his face, for he couldn't understand the Minister's amicable tone or the lack of mention of a punishment.

"Something wrong, Harry?" Florence asked, noticing his confusion.

He nodded, "I don't understand, I used magic outside school."

"For the second time, yes." Said Fudge, quickly glancing at the mediwitch and Harry thought he saw a glimpse of fear in the man's eyes.

"I broke the law." Harry said.

"Yes, but..." the Minister exhaled and laughed. "The Ministry don't send people to Azkaban for blowing up their aunt, Harry! If we did that, we'd need a special department just to deal with family disputes. Not to mention a second Azkaban!"

Harry glanced at the mediwitch, trying to understand what she was doing there.

"I'm here as a Hogwarts' envoy." Florence explained with a smile. "In case the Ministry tried to expel you, I would be forced to intervene." She looked at Fudge and, although she still smiled, her green eyes sparkled menacingly and the man seemed to shiver in fear. "Now, Harry," she turned to look at him and her eyes had the usual kindness he was used to see. "Running away like that – given the state of things – was very irresponsible of you." She sounded worried.

"You mean because of Sirius Black?" Harry asked, trying to understand.

Florence smiled, hearing him say Sirius's name without knowing who he was – added to her uncertainty as to why Sirius had escaped – made her deeply sad.

"Yes, Harry. You must be careful." She gave him a concerned smile.

"But, Madam Delacour, what does he have to do with me?"

"Not specifically with you." She lied. "We must all be careful."

Harry nodded and Florence added: "That being said, I ask you not to wander in the Alley. I took the liberty to get all your books and necessary school supplies already. Also, the Weasleys are here in the Leaky Cauldron, so you won't be alone until you have to go to Hogwarts tomorrow."

He nodded. "Thank you, Ma'am."

"Good." She smiled. "Now, Tom is already in the corridor and he'll show you to your room."

Harry just nodded and left the room.

As the door closed, Fudge turned to Florence, frowning: "He doesn't know you're his godmother and that Sirius is his godfather."

"No. And he'll remain ignorant of that." Florence replied, firmly, making it clear he shouldn't open his mouth.

"I can assure you I won't tell him anything." He said, hands raised in a sign of surrender.

Florence just nodded once and left the room, knocking on another room down that same corridor.

Remus Lupin opened the door and smiled at her.

"Tom mentioned that a certain Mr. Lupin had arrived here last night. I had to come see you."

"Come on in, Flor. I had scented you were around." He said, hugging her after he'd closed the door. "What do I owe the pleasure of this visit?"

Her smile quickly died and concern filled her eyes. "I wish it was for a happy reason but... I saw Sirius last night. In Little Whinging."

"Why was he there?" Remus frowned.

"I couldn't find out. I begged him to tell me he wasn't there to harm Harry, but he never changed from his animagus form. He just looked at me, barked and left."

Remus sighed heavily. "Did you feel if he was about to attack Harry or something?"

"No. But I can't say that with a hundred percent certainty." She shook her head.

Remus exhaled, as worried as her. "I had thought about taking the train with the students – now I'm certain that's what I must do."

Florence nodded. "That's a good idea."

"Even with all the dementors around, Sirius has fooled them once; until we are sure he's not escaped to hurt Harry, I think one of us should always know where the boy is, at all times."

"I agree with you." Florence nodded. Then she smiled again: "I'm glad you'll be in Hogwarts this year." She hugged him again, noticing then that he seemed to have lost weight. "Have you been taking the wolfsbane I send you, Remus?"

He immediately winced, "Yes, but..."

"But what?" she angrily asked, easily seeing that something wasn't right with him.

"Some months I didn't take it, because I was trying to become friends with Fenrir Greyback." He grimaced as he said it, knowing she'd be furious at him.

"What? Why would you do such utter stupidity?" she demanded.

"To keep us all informed about possible Dark Siders meetings." He said.

"Severus already has his ways of knowing that!" she interrupted him, exasperated.

"Not amongst the werewolves, Flor. They know everything. They can smell it, literally."

"So what? That's not worth your life, Remus!"

"It's all I can do, Flor. After Umbridge's law passed, I lost my job. Greyback has clients that prefer to have werewolves as security guards working in their banks and stores. I needed him."

She frowned, understanding. "I don't like it, Remus. But... I get it. And have you learned anything recently?"

"No. There are no signs of your father's return. All is the same."

"Good." She sighed, letting out a small smile. "It sure makes me glad to know that. Although you shouldn't be risking yourself working for Greyback!" She slapped his arm – something that barely gave him any pain. Then she told him: "Severus and I have decided to have another baby."

He genuinely smiled, "Really? That's great!"

"Yes. The twins are no longer kids, Liz is going to Beauxbatons tomorrow."

"Already?" he asked, surprised. "Damn! I haven't seen her in a year. I bet she's grown a lot!"

"Oh, yes, she has. She's gorgeous and so materialistic. Ugh! I have no idea how..." she started to say but stopped herself: "No no, wait, I do know how she turned out like that."

"Severus has probably given everything she's ever wanted and more." Remus chuckled.

"Exactly. All she has to do is ask and he gives it to her. When she was a baby she didn't even have to say anything, she just pointed her little finger to something and he gave it to her."

Remus laughed. "I can totally see Severus doing that." He looked at her. "You're amazing parents, Flor. You should have as many babies as the Weasleys!"

"Well, that's Severus's goal. But I'll be happy with just one more." She held his hands. "Will you accept being the godfather this time? Dumbledore is Liz's and Pomfrey is Christopher's."

He hesitated. "I don't know, Flor. It's a big responsibility."

"C'mon, Moony! Please."

"Alright. Alright." He accepted with a smile.

"Thank you!" she hugged him.

"Let me know when you get pregnant."

"I will!" she smiled at him. "I'll see you tomorrow at the welcoming feast."

"Yes."

"Bye, Remus!" she kissed his cheek and left to go home.

Snapes' family home

Severus was in the living room, reading his newspaper while Chris played on the rug near him, when Florence walked into the house.

"All went according to plan." She told him with a smile.

"Really." He drawled with an arched eyebrow. "And why do I see Remus Lupin in your mind, wife?"

She walked to him, smirking. "That's because I just spent the last hour in bed with him. Husband."

Severus quickly raised his head and frowned at her, not liking her foolish and provocative joke.

She laughed at him and sat on his lap, folding his newspaper and putting it on the side table.

"Do I really have to tell you that's not true?"

"No." He replied, but she could feel his jealousy eating him up inside.

Florence kissed his lips and continued seriously: "I told Remus about last night and he thinks we should all keep tabs on Harry's whereabouts until we learn more about Sirius's intentions."

"I agree with him."

"Good. He'll be on the train tomorrow."

"That's excellent. So I'll only have to endure his presence for an hour during dinner and then we'll be able to go to my quarters."

"Why? I'll want to spend some time with my friend."

He possessively stared at her, I've had enough of this Remus nonsense, wife. Get upstairs. Now. We're working on that baby this morning.

The contraceptive is still working, husband.

I don't care. Get upstairs.

And she obeyed, giggling and almost running to their bedroom.

Hogwarts

Next night

At the high table

"How was the trip?" Florence asked, hugging Remus as he sat on the chair to her right.

"Not good." He said, seeming very worried. "Dementors boarded the train and... one of them went straight to Harry."

"What do you mean?" she frowned.

"It attacked him, unprovoked. Harry fell down screaming and I sent the dementor away."

"Did you give Harry some chocolate?" she asked, looking towards the Gryffindor table.

"Yes. Don't worry." He touched her hand. "He's fine, Flor."

"Hands off, Lupin." Growled Severus, sitting beside Florence.

She just rolled her eyes at him, and Remus took his hand away from hers.

But their small interaction didn't go unnoticed by the students – which started a whole new set of rumours and theories about Florence and Severus and Remus Lupin.