"Remus," she interrupted, "when I was fourteen and burning the candle at both ends you were kind and understanding. You taught me to defend myself. After that year, you answered every swotty question with references and information, without the attitude every other adult in my life took at some point. Looking back, those attitudes hurt even worse than they did at the time. I will always wonder how much was my own desire to understand, and how much was the spell's control. Furthermore, at the time even if you had known you could have done nothing about it. The Great Albus Dumbledore was worshiped for stopping his former best friend and lover from destroying the world. He never should have been granted that much power, but he was. They made this world, they don't get to cry foul because they didn't get their way. Now, this is a party, start acting like it."