"It's fine. I've been dealing with their lingering effects at camp for months," The Dementors brought back all the bad memories about his family but if dragon fire helped push them back, he was aiming at as many as he could. "I would rather not take something now, not when I don't know how it will affect me."
"They will be all right. Your parents know how to fight, don't they? And Andromeda comes from the Blacks, she'll know offensive spells," Azriel couldn't help but think things would be much easier if Andromeda didn't make it but he didn't voice the thought. That was cruel and somewhat unnecessary. "I meant in general. After here... I'm going on holiday," He grinned at the thought. "Somewhere warm and sunny."
"Well, I have to remind you from time to time," His fingers traced over Stephen's cheekbone and jaw. "You better stay here and stay safe."