"Stop what?" James asked coldly. "Stop telling the truth? Stop hiding behind hypocrisy like a bunch of Slytherin? The fact that you can greet your uncle doesn't make you better, it makes you a coward. Your acting is nothing more than a cover for the fact that you don't have the balls to do what's necessary damn the consequences."
He snorted. "I don't give a crap who did what to whom. I'm not here to redress all world's unfairness. I just want to beat the crap out of the person that killed my parents." He looked at Peter, sizing him up, and then smirked. "Oh God, yes. If there's one reason to get in the papers, this is it." He looked up at Cass. "You should go. Wouldn't want to ruin your reputation with Gryffindor antics."