"This ship lacks a moon," he said, unable to avoid a little pleasure in the fact. "You would be amazed how much better you feel when you stop turning into a wolf every month. Not that I recommend you try it, of course, but after our recent unpleasantness I thought you ought to know there's no danger of that now."

He sighed, with a tired smile that didn't convey too much humor, as he looked to the door from which the newest arrivals to the crew had walked through. "I don't think we'll be seeing anyone else we know this time around. Not that I'm not glad to see you, Ron, I truly am," he said, quite sincerely. "And from what I hear this ship is quite indiscriminate in who it chooses to release. We should be glad we haven't been joined by a Death Eater it 'rescued' from Azkaban at this point."