Remus clears his throat, lest she forget he’s there. "We’re almost at Privet Drive," he says casually, although his skin prickles where Minerva is clearly staring at him. "And for the record, my three best friends becoming animagi was the greatest thing anyone has ever and will ever do for me. I will forever be grateful, even to... Pettigrew, even after everything he’s done." He flexes his hands nervously on the steering wheel. No one, save for Lily, had ever known what the other three had done for him; even Madam Pomfrey had been kept in the dark, though he’s always thought she might have an inkling. No one else knows what Remus owes to Sirius and James and Peter, or what the dissolution of their group has done to Remus’ life. He hadn’t even told Estee— 