Remus was right. It was only ten minutes into the class when Madam Rolanda Hooch turned her back. Bad call. Snape sneered in their direction, and James smirked back and crossed his arms to show off his new broom.

"Having fun showing off your wealth, Potter?"

James smirked, refusing to acknowledge the jab. Sirius stood tall next to James, glaring Severus down.

"Are you sure you can even see my 'wealth' past that sagging mop of greasy locks?" James taunted. Severus hissed and clenched his fists.

"What are you talk? You're nothing but a group of rich filthy privileged brats!"

James puffed out his chest in anger, pushing Sirius back. Remus knew this was going to end badly, so he pulled Peter behind him. James was fuming. He was fine with being called rich, he wasn't going to deny that. Sirius was technically rich but if it came from his parents he automatically despised its very existence. Peter came from a poor family; they could barely afford to buy him second-hand school supplies. Remus was in the middle class so you could argue that he was wealthier than some kids at Hogwarts. But they weren't privileged. Sirius was outcasted by his family, going through mental and physical abuse and he still managed to greet James with a smile. Peter was picked on for every little thing. His parents couldn't afford to send him to Hogwarts so Dumbledore himself had stepped in to help him come. He was small and weaker than the others, his magic wasn't strong and he struggled in every class. And Remus? Remus was the opposite of privileged. He was covered in scars because he locked himself away every month for the protection of others. He tried harder than any other wizard but he still didn't think he deserved to call Hogwarts home. He was kind and tried his best to stay away from James' and Sirius' taunting of Severus, even when Snape deserved it. He busied himself with books and studying but James knew he was hurting. His body always ached and there was very little that could help. Remus' boggart was himself. The wolf. Remus, Sirius, and Peter were many things. But they were not privileged.

"Densaugeo!" James yelled. Severus stumbled backwards. His mouth seemed to be growing, but the others soon realized that it wasn't his mouth, it was his teeth. Snape's teeth were growing out of his head like a cartoon rabbit. People around them began to laugh, which drew the attention of a certain young red-headed witch.

Lily Evans looked beyond angry. "Episkey!" she shouted, pointing her wand at Severus. The growing stopped and his teeth slowly went back to normal. His mouth went red as if it were hot, then quickly went pale and nearly blue as it cooled. Soon enough, he was back to normal. "What were you thinking! You absolute idiot!" Lily discarded her wand and shoved James' chest. Hard. He stumbled back with a smile on his face that only the other three boys would know was fake.

"What? I was just having a little fun. Right, Snivellus?"

Snape clenched his fists and stomped over, shoving his wand in James' face.

"You and your mudblood blood traiting friends over there stay away from me!" he growled. Lily frowned, only catching a few of his words.

"Maybe I will. Maybe I won't. But call my friends privileged one more time and it'll be more than just a capering spell," James threatened. His voice was so low that it send shivers down Severus' spine. But Lily didn't hear him. James shoved Severus off of him and turned his back. Sirius didn't have to ask if he was ok. James squeezed his shoulder and began talking about the upcoming Quidditch match. Sirius knew he'd be fine.

The rest of class was spent sneaking glares to the Slytherins and avoiding Lily's disappointed looks. James laughed and joked like usual but he was tense. He had an angry look in his eye that you wouldn't notice unless you were looking for it.

"Want some chocolate?" Remus offered once class got out. Remus usually had chocolate with him around this time of the month. James did want the chocolate, but he also knew that Remus needed it more.

"Nah, I don't really like chocolate," he dismissed. Remus frowned. He knew James was lying, so he snuck the small wrapped piece of chocolate into James' bag while he was looking away.

"Sirius, Peter, you two want a piece?"

Peter shrugged and accepted the chocolate but Sirius shook his head.

He excused the offer with, "Can't, I'm allergic."

"Since when?!" Remus protested.

"Since birth!"

"Guys, I think we're going to be late to Charms…" Peter said quietly. James nodded and dragged his two fighting friends with him to the classroom. Charms was Lily's favorite class so that's when she was in the best mood. She almost had a conversation with him last class week. Like, an actual conversation. But with what happened with Severus, James doubted she'd be up to talk.

She wasn't. She was close to hexing James the entire class period. The only time she approached the group was when she asked Remus if he was feeling alright.

Speaking of Remus, he fell asleep less than seven minutes into class. He enjoyed Charms, it was a fun class. But he was exhausted. Every time he closed his eyes he was haunted by images of bloody claws and blood-curdling howls. He didn't want to sleep, but exhaustion took him over and he finally slipped into unconsciousness. James didn't notice until Professor Flitwick asked him and question and Remus didn't whisper it in his ear like he usually did. Then, for the next five minutes, James and Sirius fought over who would be taking notes for Remus. The fight finally ended when Peter hushed them and told them he would. Lily sent them confused looks but they never said anything.

"Think I could move that pile of books without Flitwick noticing?" James whispered. Sirius only smirked and glanced up at their teacher while Peter grinned and nodded eagerly. He loved when James showed off his magic. The class got very boring very quickly. Sirius didn't find anything interesting until a copy of Hogwarts, a History slowly levitated off the ground and hovered over their professor's head. Murmurs and whispers slowly ran through the classroom but the teachers didn't notice. Well, until the book began to dance. It bopped back and forth like a cartoon, dropping to the floor and going still each time Professor Flitwick turned around. Giggles and laughter were uncontainable, and even Lily had to struggle to contain her smile. James grinned and winked at Sirius.

"She's totally into me."

Sirius scoffed and shook his head. "No man, she isn't."