Okay, so the fifth year gets off on a bumpy start.
Remus did not know how to feel. She smiled when her friends came back, and they laughed and joked, but they never spoke of summer. They never mentioned the letters. She was glad they didn't. She did not want to talk about that.
And they didn't. Something seemed to stir in the boys this year. They were all taller than her now, expect for Peter who was just a bit shorter, and they all deep voices that made the girls swoon. It was pathetic, watching them talk about the mysterious "bad boys" and how much they wanted to snog Siri. Who'd want to snog him? All that long hair, those chapped lips, and those grey eyes starring back at you.
Yuck.
Lily still wasn't paying any attention to James. It was kind of funny in a way, and kind of annoying. She would always come to Remus afterwards and vent about her feelings towards James and Severus, and how they just needed to get along, and Remus wished she could just tell the green eyed girl that her and James were meant to be together, but even if she did, they were both too stubborn to ever apologize and finally get together.
Remus wasn't having much luck in the whole relationship department, and that was fine by her, personally. She wouldn't even know what to do with a boyfriend if she had one. How would she explain not wanting to cuddle or wear dresses or hold hands because she didn't like people touching her clammy hands, and how would she ever be able to look someone besides her best friends in the eyes for more than simple conversations?
It was kind of lucky that the guys didn't pay attention to her, or at least, they never acted on any attraction they felt towards her. She was happy being with her friends. In fact, that was when she was happiest.
Until they did something stupid like this. James and Sirius had Severus up by the ankles, his robes dangling over his head, and they were tormenting him. They were calling him awful names, and Remus was doing a pretty good job of tuning it out and pretending that she really did care that one of her index fingers was a bit longer than the others.
Lily stepped in, and tried to help Severus, but that's when he called her the name. The name. He called her a Mudblood. And that's when Remus dared to look up. She could feel the fire raging inside of her, but it wasn't directed towards Severus. It was directed towards the two teenage boys who egged him on.
Sirus and James started trying to go after Severus again.
"What did you call her?"
"How dare you-"
"Stop it!" Remus bellowed, and all the bystanders and the two boys turned and faced her. Lily ran off, crying, and Severus was already nowhere to be found.
"Just stop it! All of you go!" They starred at her. "GO!"
They all left, until Remus was standing in front of Sirius and James.
"You two," she said, pointing her wands at them, "You two make me sick."
"Remus," Sirius started.
"Sirius Black." Remus snapped, "By dropping down to the low of making fun of people based on their looks and attitude, you are no better than your family."
He went quiet, but James was now gaping at her.
"We didn't do anything."
"Yes you did! For five years you have been tormenting Severus!"
"Merlin, now you sound like Lily. What, you want to become a Death Eater too now?"
"Just because a person is interested in the Dark Arts means they are a Death Eater. A Death Eater is someone who is mean and stupid enough to judge people."
"But he-"
"It's still judging, no matter what it is."
"Come one Remus, he deserved it."
"Deserved it? What does he deserve? Huh? Punishment? For being who he is? I guess you think I deserve my sickness, then, don't I? Because I'm a filthy-"
"Don't say it." Sirius said suddenly. "Don't you ever call yourself that."
Remus stood there, and both boys expected her to laugh or somehow make this into a joke.
"Don't talk to me. Ever."
"Moony." He started, his grey eyes meeting hers. She hated those damn eyes.
"No. Stop it." She turned on her heel and walked away.