"Fine! You know what, fine!" shouted Severus Snape, in the middle of an order meeting.
"You want to know why I keep 'torturing' Lupin? Well, I'll tell you- no, show you how!" and with those words, he pulled
a thin, spidery strand from his head with his wand.
"Really, Severus, that again?" pleaded Remus at the other side of the table.
"I thought we were past that?"
"Besides, Snape," added Sirius. "It was my fault anyway!"
"I don't care!" exclaimed Snape, his face going red.
"Bill, Tonks, Out of the room!"
"Hey, you can't kick me out, I'm an Auror!" yelled Tonks, her hair turning black.
"Fine, Bill, out of the room!" as Bill left the room, Snape put the memory into the pensive which lay in the middle of
the table. The mist swirled, then they stood in the great hall.
"You know what, Snivellus, wanna know what's wrong with Remy?! Well, go down to the Womping Willow tonight at
midnight!" a
younger version of Sirius was screeching at a 16 year old Snape.
"Fine!" he yelled back.
The memory swirled, and now they were in right in front of the Womping Willow.
Severus was screaming, watching Remus, now in his wolf form, was charging at him. Suddenly, James, out of nowhere,
ran at Severus and pushed him out of the way.
The memory ended, and now they were back in Grimmaud place. There was a shocked silence, then, out of nowhere,
Tonks said:
"So the reason you're so scared of Remus is that James saved your ass?" From behind the door, muffled laughter could
be heard.