"Look at those two lovebirds. Disgusting, isn't it?" Sirius sneered, slamming his butterbeer down onto the wooden table. Remus followed his line of sight to James and Lily. They were huddled up together in the corner of the Three Broomsticks and looking extremely cosy.
"Be happy for him, Sirius. He was happy for you, remember?" Remus said quietly, turning back around in his seat to stare moodily down at his lap. He didn't like how shallow Sirius was behaving. And perhaps, on some level, he was also jealous. Sirius' beautiful features stayed frozen in a malicious glare Remus didn't see.