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She looks just like Adeline, Remus thought as he watched the girl with long, blonde hair skip into his classroom.
Remus glanced at Lily, who looked absolutely terrified. How anyone could think that Muggle-borns such as Lily did not have the right to learn magic was completely ridiculous. Lily was far more clever than half the purebloods at Hogwarts.
“Mr. Lupin, could you come see me, please,” Banks shouted over the commotion. “I'll give you a pass to your next class.”
“Lupin,” Bulstrode growled, blocking Remus's exit. “How's the leg?”
“It's today, Moony,” Sirius anguished the morning of the nineteenth. “Today! And I haven't even figured out what I'm going to say!”
The class soon gave way to excited chatter. Most of the excitement was over what forms the patronuses would take. James, Sirius, and Peter already knew what their patronuses would be due to the fact that patronuses were almost always the same form as one's animagus form. Remus was fairly certain what his would be as well.
“What was that about?” James asked.
“We know for sure that Bulstrode is one of them,” Remus said quietly. “And Crabbe's in training.”
“Hello, Remus Lupin.”
“Did you hear that?” Remus asked suddenly. He set down his fork and strained to listen. He could've sworn he heard something that sounded a bit like thunder, but almost like an explosion at the same time.
“Isn't the Ravenclaw common room quiet?” Remus asked. He'd always imagined it was, given that most Ravenclaws studied a lot.
“Do you think my brother's a Death Eater?”
“Hey, Remus.” Sirius poked Remus in the side, jolting him out of his full moon on Christmas woes.
A Real Date
“What made you want to fight? I don't think I'd have the courage.”
“We're just going to have to talk to him,” Mr. Lupin said. Remus heard the familiar stomp of his father's feet walking across the kitchen floor. His father was very heavy footed, unlike his mother's soft footsteps.
“Andromeda?” Sirius asked. “Well, she eloped with a Muggleborn Hufflepuff and got herself blasted off the family tree.”
“Quiet down!” McGonagall shouted. “Today I'd like you to continue practicing human transfiguration. Partner up and by the end of the class I expect you all to look vastly different than you do now. Nose shape, hair color, hair length, eye color, the like. Use your imaginations.”
“But do I bring her anything?” Remus asked.
“The world needs as many Aurors as possible,” Remus continued. “Don't wreck it trying to get revenge for me. It's not the first time anyone's ever called me half-breed scum, and it won't be the last-”
“Sirius, mate, is that...” James's voice trailed off as he nodded to a very large, very black owl flying toward the Gryffindor table.
"Do I have to tell her? For moral reasons?”
Remus heard a tapping at the window and turned around to see what it was. An owl was perched just outside, a letter clasped in its beak. “Are any of you expecting any post?” he asked as he opened the window.
Still, they said nothing. Their walk was quiet and solitary, despite the fact that they walked together. All three were lost in their own thoughts, and while they were most likely thinking the same things, it was better for their thoughts to remain thoughts.
Skill and Luck
“Peter,” James muttered, standing up. “I can't take it anymore. We've got to do something.”
ames shut the door after them and then turned to Remus. “Bulstrode and Crabbe have fled the grounds.”
It's going to be our last one, isn't it?” Sirius mused.
The Order of the Phoenix
“What about the Ministry?” James asked. “Sirius and I are set to become Aurors.”
“Remus,” Banks said, looking up at him, “you are my favorite student.”
“Luna...” Remus began.
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