[ As soon as his hand is in hers Hermione calms, noticeably, as if more than used to it - and she is, not just from Remus but from others that she had spent time with in the Drabwurld. Instinct has her moving closer, resting her shoulder against his before she breathes out and lets herself relax. Knowing that James knows about the future and what it holds... It helps, of course it does, but it doesn't make her really feel all that much better.

How could she feel alright, knowing that he knew to expect the worst? ]

That's good - that's good. There's no right and wrong, not in situations like this, and only Merlin knows all the things I showed you about the world. You were from my third year last time we met and I was supposed to be going back for my seventh.

[ Her hand squeezes his, gently, and she rests her head against his shoulder for a moment. ]

There are so many good things he ought to know - Lily, too, and you, Remus. I want to show you Harry, I want to show you the world that we fight for, the people, all the things that I know and love. I want to show James, too, but I just...

[ She closes her eyes, careful. ]

I didn't know if I would ruin his life if I did.