Snake hair: Hidden freedom (Draco x F!Reader) (Book 3)

Dementors

We were on platform 9 3/4. The train was about to take off, when Ron realized that he had forgotten his rat. He hung out the window and his mother hurried over to the window, to give him his rat. We started walking through the narrow halls of the train, looking for a compartment, while Harry and I explained what had happened to Harry's aunt.

"We didn't mean to blow her up.......We lost control." Harry explained. "Brilliant." Ron laughed. "Honestly, Ron, it's not funny. Harry and (Y/N) were lucky not to be expelled." Hermoine argued.
We came to a compartment with a, probably, sleeping man in it. "Come on, everywhere else is full." 
We entered the compartment and put our stuff away. "Who do you think that is." Ron asked. "Professor R.J. Lupin." Hermoine answered. "How is it that she knows everything."
"It's on the suitcase Ronald." I pointed at the suitcase.

"I heard that name before. Lupin, R.J Lupin. Hold on. Remus, Remus Lupin! Uncle Moony."

"Uncle Moony." I muttered under my breath. "What did you say, (Y/N)?" Harry asked. "Nothing." I quickly answered.  I sat next to Remus and I smiled when I saw that it was him. "Is he asleep?" Harry pointed at Remus. "Seems to be. Why?" Ron asked. Harry closed the compartment door and told Hermoine and Ron what Mr. Weasley had told us. 

"Let me get this straight. Sirius Black has escaped from Azkaban to come after you?" Ron asked in disbelieve. I nodded slightly. "But they'll catch Black, won't they. I mean, everyone is looking for him." Hermoine asked worried. "Yeah, but no one has ever escaped out of Azkaban before and he's a murderous, raving lunatic." Ron rambled. "Thanks Ron." I said sarcasticaly. 

Suddenly the train shook and we started slowing down. "Why are we stopping." I asked confused. "We can't be there yet." Hermoine added. Harry stood up and opened the compartment door. He looked into the hall, only too be thrown back into his seat with another shook of the train. "What's going on?" Ron cried out. "I don't know. Maybe we've broken down." Harry proposed. "I don't think a magical train can break down." I replied. Then the lights went out and everthing went dark,  then lights came back on. Ron looked out the window, a look of fear plastered on his face. "There's something moving out there." Ron stuttered. The lights went out again and this time they stayed out. "I think someone is coming aboard." Ron whispered, still looking out the window. "How is that possible? We're standing on a bridge." The train shook again. 

It was starting to get really cold and the window started freezing. The bottle with water that was on the table started freezing too. I hugged myself and looked at the others, trying to make anything out of the situation we were in. The train shook for a 4th time. "Blood hell! What's happening?" Ron cried out, clearly panicking. The light from inside the hallway was blocked by a figure. A black cloaked figure stopped in front of our door and slowly opened it. When the door opened, I could feel a very sad vibe, as if there wouldn't be happiness anymore, ever. The creature looked at me and Harry. Then I recognized  it. It was a Dementor!

If my father needed to go to Azkaban, to escort a criminal, he would come in contact with those things. He always would come home with a sad look on his face. I would always try to lighten him up and most of the times it worked.

The Dementor leaned forward and started doing something. All the happiness in my body disappeared and I started to feel weaker. It felt like I wanted my spirit to leave my body, but then there was a bright light and the Dementor went away. I heard a loud scream and I blacked out.

Dream pov

I was sitting in a crib, but it wasn't mine. I looked to my right and saw a small baby with brown hair and emerald green eyes.
"Look, there are my godson and goddaughter." Somebody exclaimed. I looked away from the baby and looked up. There was a man with curly, shoulder length black hair and a mustache. "You can pick her up." A familiar male voice said. The man picked me up and he took me over to the couch. He sat down and sat me on his lap. "Hello, (Y/N)." He smiled down at me. I laughed and made a joyful sound. I reached for his hair and grabbed some. The man started laughing. "She really adores you." The same male voice from before said. "Yeah, don't tell James, but I think I have a favorite." The man holding me whispered.