As he passed a piece of chocolate to the curly-headed witch, his hand briefly brushed hers. The mate bond was thrumming so loud in his chest he was sure she could hear his heart beating. She wore a curious expression, staring directly into his eyes, almost like a challenge. "Eat," Remus told Harry, motioning to the chocolate in the boy’s hand, "It’ll help. I need to speak to the driver, excuse me..."