Lily led the way again, deeper into the forest, until they came to a clearing hidden behind a rose bush. Ignoring the brambles piercing her skin, Lily pulled back the roses to reveal a clearing with a large pool of water in the middle. Circling the pool were large, hooded wraiths. They were dementors. Albus gasped, and Lily shot him an angry look. He expected to feel his spirit drain away, which often happened when dementors were near, but for some reason, this did not happen. He accounted for the hot orange drink still coursing through his veins and the warming spice smell he could still feel in his nostrils.