Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"—I THINK YOU DESERVE DUE JUSTICE, BUT DON'T YOU THINK YOU'RE BEING UNREASONABLE?"
Rex raised his head from where he was picking at his breakfast, raising an eyebrow at Penelope who was trying and failing to handle the situation delicately, spreading a fair amount of butter on her biscuit, glancing over to Nathaniel who pretended not to hear, eyes trained on his own food, clearing his throat.
Wordlessly, the Hufflepuff reached up and tugged down his robes and his sweater, revealing the scarring over his body which had spread since the time he had shown Remus, as if it were a living being all on its own, causing his friends and those close by to wince and look away, stomachs churning at the painful sight, the boy letting go easily and going back to eating.
"Shouldn't you be with your own house?" William Linceworth asked, coming to stand between Nathaniel and Penelope, raising an eyebrow at both of them, then turning to look at Rex questioningly, fiddling with his yellow lined robes.
"Shouldn't you be minding your own business?" Rex asked, making a shooing motion with his spoon, looking positively unfazed by the boy's presence.
When William walked off with a grumble of house pride, earning Rex a few stares from those who witnessed the short scene, the two non-Puffs turned towards their friend, both uncomfortable with the stares they were receiving, wishing that he didn't look so nonchalant about the entire thing.
"This school is too small to be making enemies," Nathaniel said carefully, and Rex raised his head, giving him a withering look.
"I'm not making enemies, I'm looking out for my friends," Rex countered shortly, "House pride is ridiculous if it just means I'm going to hate someone because they value something different than me. Like you said, this school is too small to be making enemies."
Nathaniel gave him a small smile, glancing over to Penelope, shrugging, as if to say, "He has a point." The girl just sighed and took a bite of her biscuit, glancing over towards the Gryffindor table, smiling at her girlfriend who gave her a small wave.
Rex followed her gaze, eyes darkening when he caught sight of Remus sitting with his friends. He had spent most of the night thinking about the boy, wondering just how far he could stretch what the boy owed him, unsure of what could get him to get his justice.
It was an interesting sight to see, really, watching him interact with his friends. The boys were rather infamous around the school, James Potter and Sirius Black making quite a name for themselves, though Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew were names just as hushed, though they were mostly out of sympathy for the boys, people shaking their heads at how such upstanding young men were tangled with such mischievous souls.
Remus seemed to be the brains behind the operation, though even Rex knew James Potter had a head on those nice shoulders, but Remus seemed to be the type who knew exactly what to do, but didn't act as impulsively as his friends did, but was ready to go along with as much vigor as the others.
