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Remus watched as James sent a second stinging hex towards the front of the class where Lily and Severus were sitting, pouring over their notes as they stirred their potion counter-clockwise thrice.

He watched as Severus jumped and rubbed furiously at the back of his knee, turning red as Lily glanced worriedly over to him. He ushered her attention back to the potion and sent a dark glare at the back of the class. Remus slumped in his seat, trying to ignore him, and James and Sirius's chuckles.

By the end of the hour and a half, two more stinging hexes were sent towards Severus and his 'greasy self'. Lily was irate, but Severus was attempting to sway her anger towards the potion they'd ended up botching due to Severus bumping into the table after the third hex, jostling the unstable mixture and causing it to turn a dark green and produce horrible fumes that smelt like rotting eggs.

Sirius and James left the class in stitches, holding each other up as they walked down the corridor, Peter and Remus trailing behind them.

"You sh-shouldn't do that," Remus spoke up after they'd calmed down.

"What?" Sirius asked. "Have some clean fun?"

"It's not clean, it's mean."

"Oh, it's not mean if it's Snivellus," James countered as if that justified his bullying.

Remus dropped it after that. They were at their next class and he tried his best to ignore the whispering going on beside him as he wrote down all the notes Professor Minerva had on the board.

The next day, Sirius cast some kind of jinx on Severus before breakfast and the poor Slytherin had spent the entire day with pink hair that only onlookers could see while Severus went the day believing everyone else had gone off their rocker.

Three days after that, James hexed bat wings to appear on Severus's head. They flapped and seemed to try and pull his head off so it could fly away. Severus spent nearly an entire class with his head flapping this way and that until Professor Slughorn decided to pay attention to one of his 'lesser' students and sent him to Madame Pomfrey after lecturing him for twenty minutes on disrupting class.

That weekend, Remus sat in the library with Lily. Severus had refused to leave the Slytherin House and Lily had been unable to get any of the other Slytherins to let her in to talk to him. Instead, she'd found Remus wandering along the corridors aimlessly and dragged him bodily to the library while he fretted and sweated as to why his nice, polite classmate had decided to manhandle him so suddenly.

"What have you been doing to Severus?" She asked furiously. Her hair was tousled and Remus had noticed she'd been running her hands through it repeatedly. It gave her a wild look, like fire had taken place on top of her head.

"I-I-I N-Nothing!" Remus stuttered out. His heart was pounding and his anxiety was eating at the edges of his sanity. He'd thought she might have figured something out.

"Don't lie! You boys are all the same! I've seen Potter and Black waving their wands Severus's way. What have you been doing to him?"

Remus twisted in his seat and wrung his hands and as hard as he tried, he couldn't keep eye contact for very long with her dark green eyes burning into him the way they were.

"T-They don't like him much," he said quietly. "B-But," he said quickly, before Lily could start on him again. "I can't get them to stop. They won't listen to me. Why would they? They make fun of me and Peter too sometimes."

"But you're their friend, they should listen to you."

Remus shook his head. How could he make her understand that even though he didn't approve of James and Sirius's bullying of Severus Snape, he just couldn't call them out as thoroughly as he'd like to. They were his friends and he didn't know if he'd ever get that lucky again.