"It's a wonderful feeling even if we were flying around in a car." Gabrielle admitted, and Francis put a hand to his stomach.
"I don't know, made me feel a little seasick, but that could have been my brother's driving, and the dementors wouldn't have helped." He let her go and tend to the sausages.
"Just hopefully Monty and Edwin can work something together out, hm? Try and find a win win situation, if one can even be met?" Her brief kiss on his cheek brought a little colour to his face in the sunshine, especially as they were stood with Knox. It felt strange after Claire's absence at these things. "After all, didn't we have to work together, Mr. Pepper?"
Francis turned and smiled, remembering.
"Yes!" He spoke warmly, and clasped her arm as he thought of it. "I've not been able to cast a patronus in what feels like years, but before those dementors, and with Gabrielle, it returned!" His eyes were alight before Knox - such animation in his face normally only around close friends, or when speaking passionately about subjects like the treatment of Muggleborns and Muggles in general. "Oh, it is such a relief, I have been so worried it would not come back to me." He smiled to himself, and relaxed his shoulders down.
"You haven't come across these dementors, have you Greyfriar? Horrible, deathly creatures, even worse than I remember."