James, Sirius, and Peter surround Severus as they point their wands in his direction chuckling.

Remus stands on the side sighing with his arms folded. He is indifferent to their antics, but chooses to do nothing.

James taunts. “What’s wrong, Snivellus? Is your hair too greasy to reach your wand?”

Severus glares as James and the other marauders make him levitate from the ground.