Beauty and the Beast (Remus Lupin)

29.

Rose and Remus were both in the kitchen while Sirius was upstairs looking for Kreacher who constantly keeps retreating to the attic. O.W.L.s. were getting closer which meant for Rose to study as much as she could during the day. In fact she was studying every free moment she'd get.

Though everyone around her didn't think much of her scar, she still wrapped it up or found ways to cover it. Sometimes she'd get upset whenever they insist that she leaves it uncovered, but only because she felt that they didn't understand it.

She believed that it would be different if something this degrading was on them. Saying that if they knew how it was like to have that on them then they wouldn't have said anything about embracing her hand.

"Sirius?" They both jumped at hearing an unknown voice call out.

Rose dropped her cup which shattered on the floor as Remus dropped his papers. They both looked around before their eyes landed on the fireplace at the end of the room.

"Harry?" The two asked in unison.

"Where's Sirius?" Harry asked as his head poked through from the flames.

"Hold on, we'll go get him." Remus said before he left. Rose followed behind him and caught up with Sirius on the stairs.

"Harry's in the fire. He's asking for you." Remus said.

"Harry?" Sirius wondered but neither did Rose or Remus seem to care and they brought him down to the kitchen.

Sirius kneeled down to the fire as did Remus. Feeling left out, Rose kneeled down next to Remus as well. "Harry? What are you doing?" Sirius asked him.

"I need to ask you something about my dad." Harry said.

"How are you even talking to us?" Rose asked.

"Fred and George is distracting Umbridge. Now back to my father." Harry turned back to Sirius.

"Fred and George?!" Rose gasped.

"You'll see them soon...Anyways. I was doing lessons with Snape when I looked into the pensieve after he left. He took out a memory that had to do with the four of you. After O.W.L.s., you four and Snape left to the grounds where Lupin and Wormtail sat and Sirius and my dad started to mess with Snape. Making him frozen, and lifting him up. Then I saw my mom, she stopped you two and talked about how much she hated my dad, is this all true?" Harry looked at Sirius for answers.

"It is Harry. We were all immature back then. Your father hated Snape the second they laid eyes on one another. It was just something that happened. In fact, the only one who kept us in check was Remus." Sirius said.

"Please, I should've stopped you two after everything you've done to him. But I didn't, did I?" Remus turned to Sirius. He then turned back to Harry, "I wouldn't judge your father on what he did, he was only 15."

"I'm 15!" Harry said.

"We don't know why they hated each other so dearly. Maybe it's because James was everything Snape wanted to be, popular, good at quidditch, pretty much everything. Snape was head deep into the Dark Arts while your father loathed them." Sirius said.

"He kept messing up his hair..." Harry said.

"I forgot he used to do that." Sirius smiled.

"Was he playing with a snitch?" Remus asked eagerly.

"Yeah...well I thought he was a bit of an idiot." Harry said.

"Of course he was! We all were, except Moony here." Sirius said.