"Is this his influence?" James" voice dipped low into something scary, and Harry scrambled off him, pressing into Regulus" side when James sat forward. "Regulus hasn't so much as raised his voice in the past ten years and you ask if it's his influence?" Harry didn't think he'd ever seen his dad upset, much less this impressive level of furious. "Snape is a grown man, he shouldn't be taking his grievances out on a child. And you shouldn't be defending him, asking if this is Regulus" fault? What? That Harry knows how to defend himself? That he's willing to stand up for himself? That he's not going to sit back and let himself be abused by someone three times his age because of things that happened long years past? Is that Regulus" influence?" With every step forward James took —Harry wasn't even sure when he'd gotten off the couch— Snape took one back until he was cowering behind Dumbledore. "Because it bloody well is. Regulus taught our son how to take care of himself. And I am not going to apologise for that." 