As Remus sat patiently waiting for Harry to regain consciousness, he could feel worry radiating from his witch. Had he already started to consider her his? They were strangers, she was a student, his student, not to mention, he still hadn’t learned her name. So no, she didn't belong to him, no matter how many demands Moony made. When Harry awoke, Remus dug into his coat and pulled out a chocolate bar from Honeydukes and broke it into large pieces to pass out to the students. He explained that they had all been approached by a dementor; the semi-sentient beings that guarded the prisoners of Azkaban. He kept the explanation as clinical and detached as possible, aching with melancholy even through his anger at the thought of Sirius surrounded by such unhappiness. 