Unloved (Marauders Era)

Chapter Twenty Two- Ignorance Is Bliss

Trent looked back over at Remus and Emma. She looked upset, obviously trying to fight back tears while Remus looked nervous, saying something frantically as if trying to apologize. Trent immediately stood and quickly walked over to them, shoulders hunched with quite a nasty look on his face.
"What do you think you're doing?" A quiet yet shrill voice asked, pulling Trent into a booth. Trent glared at the girl who pulled him away, Lily.
"Evans, I swear to Merlin-"
"You're going to ruin everything!"
"She's about to cry!" Trent glanced at James, Peter, and Sirius who say across from him, Lily, and Elle.
"And where's your twin?" He tilted his head, momentarily distracted.
"Doesn't matter," Ella cut through flatly,
"What matters is that you sit your arse down and not do anything stupid."
"D'ya reckon he knows?" James directed towards Lily.
"Probably not. But that doesn't matter either."
"I know everything about Emma." Trent said defensively, going to turn his head to look at her but he was kicked under the table.
"What in the name of Merlin's saggy testi-"
"Don't look." Peter hissed, cutting him off.
"I don't understand." Trent moaned. He looked to Lily for help.
"She never told you because you two aren't friends at the moment." She said quietly, shaking her head slowly.
"That doesn't matter!" He mimicked Elle, throwing her a glare while he was at it.
"How about we all just shut up." James suggested.
"And arse-face here goes back to the soon-to-be-Death Eaters, yeah?" Sirius added pointing his thumb towards Trent. Trent laid a hand on his wand threateningly but was met with 4 wands in front of him in a flash and a smug look from Sirius. Trent sneered and stood abruptly, walking back to his table grouchily.

Emma listened to the words Remus was saying, yet she wasn't comprehending anything.
"Emma, are you alright?" Remus asked frowning.
"I need... Um I need fresh air." She said faintly. She went to stand but changed her mind, settling back down.
"Why me? Honestly, Remus, why would you choose me?" Emma blurted out, rubbing her temples. She made sure to divert her eyes and stare down at her butterbeer.
"Because you can make yourself look however you want," Remus began, "but you choose to keep your own self. You're not perfect, but to me... You're beautiful." Emma kept her eyes down.
"He's lying." The snide voice remarked.
"I'm not." Emma said honestly, feeling light headed.
"What's wrong?" Remus asked examining her, noticing her pale complexion.
"Do you really want to know why I tried to kill myself?" Emma said after a moment of two.
"If-if you're alright with telling me..." Remus stammered.
"You all were so adamant on making me...I don't know. Making me better, trying to get me to forgive you all it was stressful. It made me have...bad thoughts. Thoughts that you wouldn't believe." She closed her eyes as the sly voice overwhelmed her.
"I'm sorry. Emma? Emma, are you ok?" Remus frantically grabbed her forearm,
"Listen to me, alright? All we want is for you to feel loved."
"How can I if I'm continuously told that I'm unloved?" Emma shuddered opening her eyes. Remus stared into the now grey eyes.
"What will it take for you to realize that we don't hate you?" Remus stressed, now grabbing her hands.
"I don't think there is anything." Emma sighed. There was a commotion from the booth close to the two of them and Emma glance that way to see a smug looking Sirius, and Peter and James pointing their wands toward someone who's hair was blue....

The blue haired boy, who Emma knew was Trent, stood and stalked away from the booth.
"Don't mind them." Remus said shaking his head.
"They just threatened Trent." Emma protested, giving Remus a look.
"He's fine." He said with a tone of finality that Emma surrendered to.
"Yeah." She sighed.
"Then don't worry." He smiled softly.
"I'm going to try and make you realize that we care for you."
Emma shook her head, "It's going to be hard."
"Shall we get back to school?" Remus offered. Emma nodded and they stood, leaving the pub.

"OI!" Emma ignored the voices yelling from behind her and Remus, but Remus stopped.
"What do you want, Trent?" He sighed, running a hand over his hair.
"You hurt her?" Trent asked, storming towards the two of them. Emma grabbed on to Remus' hand, trying to get him to keep walking.
"Please." She whispered but to no avail. She wasn't heard over the taunts from Trent's group of Slytherin's.
"Trent, you're a Ravenclaw. Why on earth are you with Slytherins?" Remus asked calmly, pulling Emma behind him. She backed up slightly, not sure how this could go.
"Filthy half-blooded b*tch." Evan Rosier sneered at Emma when she accidentally caught his eye.
"Because they're the only ones who don't care about my looks." Trent slurred. They were drawing looks from locals and students,
"Remus, please." Emma begged, pulling on his hand once more.
"Always knew you'd go for him, Em," Trent spat, a bitter laugh escaping him.
"Two little half-bloods. Adorable."