Checking Up On the Potters
Harry took the tea from Remus with a nod of thanks and added his own sugar. "I haven't seen Sirius," he said, his voice raspy. "But pretty much everyone at school knows what I think about the Prophet at this point."
He took a sip. "How could someone like the Rat take Dad? Dad is way smarter, faster, has better magic. I just ... I don't get this. I just can't get my mind around this."
He swallowed hard; the dance had been a nightmare for him, pretending that nothing was wrong, and he wondered how many people he'd really fooled.