He could feel pride radiating through his bonds with Sirius and Harry, and if Ginny’s grin was anything to go by, he knew she felt the same. In some form or fashion, they’d all been witness to his struggles at finding employment, and the inherent discrimination that came with the Lycanthropy. To most, it hadn’t mattered that Remus was bitten as a child, had never himself infected another person, taught at Hogwarts, or fought for the light in two wars, he was a dangerous animal. This job had the potential to be a turning point in not only his life, but for others who shared the same condition. He thought briefly of Draco Malfoy and how if the boy ever got another chance, he may be able to live a relatively normal life, hold a job if he wanted, be more accepted into society if he was lucky. He hoped he could give Draco that. 