Cleansweep: write about something that starts small that becomes big.
You could have heard a pin drop in the silence that followed. The onlookers stared at Hermione, a variety of emotions on their faces. Remus subconsciously backed into the shadows, his face clearly showing his worry that he would never belong.
And then something incredible happened.
The man who had previously called Werewolves 'scary' and 'ravenous beasts', began to clap. His clapping was slow at first, and seemed almost sarcastic, but it soon became clear that was completely serious.
A delighted grin spread across Hermione's face. She had succeeded. With just a few well-chosen words, she had changed the mind of at least one person.
It may have been a mere one person, but every person matters. Every opinion matters.
That, and it soon became clear that more than one mind had been changed. As the seconds ticked by, more and more people joined in with the clapping.
The clapping attracted more people, who began to crowd around the group. The group began to repeat Hermione's speech, making sure that they could get as many people as possible to hear it. The crowd in front of them grew and grew.
They had done it.
They had managed to change the minds of so many people. The world would still have discrimination against werewolves, but this was a start, and it was enough to fill their hearts with joy.
Remus was dragged out of the shadows, and a small smile appeared on his ageing face. He was beginning to feel like he belonged, for the first time since... he didn't know when.
He turned to Tonks, and his smile grew wider as he saw her goofy grin.
"See?" She told him, "I told you that people would accept you."
Remus wrapped his arms around her waist, embracing her in an affectionate hug.
"Ew, mum, dad, get a room!" Teddy called through the crowd.
Remus turned to Teddy, winked, and dove down to capture Tonks' lips in a gentle kiss. At this, Teddy mimed throwing up, but he was happy that his dad finally felt like he was worth something. He put his hands in his pockets, and couldn't help but grin as the rest of the group crowded around the happy couple, joining in on the hug.
"Guys, quit third wheeling. Give them some space." Harry grinned.
"Give them a room. I don't need to see this! I'd appreciate it if I could keep my lunch inside of my stomach, thanks." Teddy dramatically rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, if he wanted to throw up, he'd just have some Puking Pastels, right, Teddy?" George playfully elbowed Teddy in the ribs.
"He will not!" Tonks turned and glared at George.
"Okay! Okay!" George put both of his hands up in surrender.
Remus chuckled. The crowd had begun to dissipate, but they were all chattering excitedly about their newfound opinions on Werewolves.
"They are human too, mostly." One woman said.
"It's not like they all asked to be bitten, and that Remus Lupin is a huge hero. He deserves respect, not discrimination." One elderly man said.
Respect, Remus thought to himself, his smile growing ever wider.
His friends had worked together to make him feel like he belonged, which was silly really.
As long as he was with his friends, Remus always belonged, and he knew that.
It had taken him a while to realise it, but he knew it, and he'd never forget it.