Professor Lupin handed Harry a bar of chocolate. "Luckily, I fainted while it was trying to snog me. If I'd fainted any earlier, I'd look like a total pussy," said Harry, muching on the tasty treat. "Anyway, thank you, Professor Lupin... say, you wouldn't know a way to fight them off, would you?"

"It's my pleasure, Harry," said the shabby-robes-wearing-man, "call me Remus, outside the classroom, it's the least I can do, seeing as your father was one of my best friends," explained the newly introduced professor.

"You don't say?" asked Harry, in clear wonderment, "I suppose my father must have been a terrible friend."

"What? Why? He wasn't, Harry, I assure you! He was a great man- has Snape poisoned your mind against him? You shouldn't believe him, sure we pranked him a lot, but he was, and is, if you will pardon my disrespect, a total git!" huffed Lupin.

"No, I meant because you never once made your existence known to me. I would have liked having someone to talk to about my parents, growing up, maybe then I would have known they weren't a pair of destitute drunkards," said Harry, voice cold. He handed the remains of a half eaten chocolate bar to Ron, who devoured it promptly. "Good day, Professor Lupin."

The coldness of Harry's voice sent more shivers down Lupin and Hermione's spines than the dementors had.