Disclamier! I do not own Harry Potter, all rights go to J.K. Rowling, Warner Brothers, etc.
Ch. 2
Ever since Remus and I became friends, we started going to visit Hagrid together. At first, it was unintentional. But after running in to him a few times when I was walking back up to the school after visiting Hagrid, I though it would make sense for us to go together.
Unfortunately for Remus, all of the professors knew that he was a werewolf (he told me it was a Ministry requirement). There was a few teachers, over our seven years at Hogwarts, that treated him horribly because of it. But Hagrid was someone that Remus could talk to. I was there for some of those talks- James, Sirius, and Peter were there for others. But sometimes, he went alone. I wasn't surprised. Hagrid had this way of making you feel better.
One day in fourth year, I ran to Hagrid's, desperately trying to hide my tears. James and Sirius had went a bit to far on one of their pranks that morning. What made me cry was a bunch of Slytherins. They started calling me a mudblood. I was planning on ignoring them and walking away, but they followed me. They started sending spells at me and it was hard to fight back because I was out-numbered, 4-1. And of course, my one Slytherin "friend" didn't do anything to help me. That was probably when I realized that our friendship might not last.
After I got away from them, I went to Hagrid's. I explained what happened and he tried to comfort me, but it didn't work. I felt horrible. This time, for some reason, nothing he said made me feel better. That's when Remus came.
Remus helped Hagrid comfort me. They told me not to worry about what had happened. That was when it clicked. They both knew what it was like to be picked on; Hagrid was half-giant and Remus was a werewolf. They knew all about being insulted. When I realized that I wasn't alone, I cheered up a bit.
When Remus and I were walking back to the castle that night, he told me something.
"Lily, being a muggle-born witch is an wonderful thing."
"How? I realize it's not nearly as bad as being a werew- a you know what, but how is it wonderful?" I demanded.
"It means you had the courage to leave everything that you knew to go to Hogwarts and learn magic. To leave your family to go to a far away place with people you don't know… that takes bravery."
I was speechless.
We walked back to the common room. I was thinking about what Remus had just said. Just before we could to the Fat Lady portrait, I stopped walking.
"What is it?" he asked.
"It takes even more bravery to go to a school where people might insult you for being a you know what. It's something that you didn't ask for, that you can't control. Both of our situitaions require bravery- that's why were both in Gryffindor, we're both brave. But I think you needed more bravery."
It was his turn to be speechless.
