Remus stood there trembling, but his trembling wasn't fear but anger. Why was Kingsley doing this?! He had come to the Minister because of all people, he believed that Kingsley would be fair. This was almost a form of torture! If he had been thinking logically and less with his heart, he would have realized Kingsley had to do this. To test Draco and prove that the young man was telling the truth (as he saw it).

When he saw what Draco's fear was, it stunned him to the center of his being. He stared at the older Draco, sneer on his lips and anger in his eyes and utter disdain for his younger self, and refused that to be Draco's future.

He found himself stepping forward, drawing his wand. As he stepped in front of Draco, the bogggart shifted - but it was no longer the full moon that he had feared all of his life. He knew what it would become and the other two would only get a second of what it was now.

Even as Remus snapped off the spell to change the boggart into something silly, they would see a tiny lifeless body on the floor before it changed into a small black puppy.

When the boggart slammed back into the chest, Remus pocketed his wand and glared at Kingsley. "There was no need for that!" He stood between the Minister and Draco, letting the young man regain his composure.