"I don't know. They just did. Always calling me slow and dull, or hiding my homework and telling me I'd lost it. After awhile it just got...tiring, having to defend myself from them." He picked up his tea again, and finished the cup. He needed to get out of here, before Remus tried talking about feelings, or the past. He'd rather die.
"Lucky fucking bastards." He shrugged under Remus' approval, and stood. "I have to prepare for class, as useless as that exercise may be." He paused. "Thanks for the tea."
And before he could think twice, or start another conversation, he slipped out the door and hurried down the hall, changing to Wormtail's form as soon as he was around the corner, and slipping into the shadows.