Chapter 78:
Harry looked up then and saw that the rest of their party was hovering near them and Remus was clearly holding Sirius back.
"Look at you! Turning your back on everything your parents died for, running around with Death Eaters like Malfoy and Black. You're a disgrace, Potter!" Ron shouted and the shop seemed to go silent. The reporters who Harry had barely noted seemed to suddenly still before exploding with action, quills scribbling quickly. Harry turned then and barely kept his magic under wraps. "My parents died for me so that I could live. You will not ever mention them again or I swear—"
Harry was cut off when Molly Weasley appeared. "RONALD WEASLEY!" she bellowed. "How could you say such a thing? And to poor Harry! You were raised better!" she berated, the shop silently watching.
Harry spared the boy another cold look and felt eyes on him. Sirius was now being held back by Remus with both arms, and the man looked torn between joining Molly in her rant and just wanting to hold Harry. Neville, Draco, and the girls looked like they wanted to jump the redhead and beat him to death with their bare hands while Lucius was sneering with disgust.
"It's fine Mrs. Weasley, Ronald was just saying what he really thinks," Harry said dismissively. Harry watched as the redheaded woman flinched, probably at his cool tone.
Turning then, Harry ignored the whispers as he joined Sirius, placing a hand on his arm which Remus dropped once Harry was close.
Lucius spared the crowd a glance, daring them to speak up, before he joined them. "Quite an unpleasant little boy," he said, once the volume of the shop had once again risen. "Indeed," Harry agreed.
"I thank you for coming to my defence," he said, angling his head.
"It's no bother, truly," Harry said.