Title: Name Calling: Pureblood/Half-breed
Summary: When Sirius is told he shouldn't be hanging around his friends, they have a small talk.
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"Pureblood."
"Half-breed."
James sits and watches as Sirius stares at his hands, folded into his lap.
"Sirius? What did they say?"
"That I shouldn't be associating with blood traitors, freaks, half-breeds, and monsters." Sirius barely spoke in a whisper.
Remus tightens up and looks away from his friends.
Peter looked at James, waiting for his reaction.
All four of them sat in silence, waiting for anything to happen.
"I don't want to be like them." Sirius spoke.
"You aren't." James replies.
"You will never be like them." Remus says.
"Yes, but I'm…"
"A pureblood?" Remus looks up.
"Yes."
"You're better than them."