Sensing the looming presence of the approaching Dementors, Tom narrowed his eyes and set his gaze upon the dark creatures. He had nothing to be afraid of. After all, he had Death’s Chosen One with him. Still, he readied his wand just in case. It had been a long while since he’d seen his Patronus. He’d only cast the charm once in his life and that was during his fourth year in Hogwarts, when he still had his love. He wasn’t sure if he could cast it again but he would try if necessary. Of course, it proved to be unnecessary like he originally thought. The Dementors took one look at Ashley and immediately saw the mark Death left in her aura. They gladly left the trio alone after that.