Peter Pettigrew

“Can we fuck with Peeves? He’s been extra irritating recently.”

“Dude.I’d love to. Set some traps up where he usually creeps?”

Lienna grinned when she heard the voice speak her name. She was glad that she hadn’t gone completely forgotten at the school considering the few months she disappeared. “Peter, hello.” Her eyes were bright and the was a new bounce to her step. Of course, she was still sick, but they found something back home that helped far better with the symptoms. “Yes, almost three months I believe.” She hummed in thought. Enna really wasn’t all that sure. “How have you been?”

He offered her a short smile. They weren’t too terribly close but he did remember her. “Three months? Wow I’m glad you’re alright. Good to see you back.” Peter commented and then lifted his brows slowly when she asked about him. “Oh..Uh.. I’m alright just the normal shenanigans and such. Want some company?” It didn’t seem right to just leave her alone in a hallway of all places.

Lily brightened up with a smile, he was the first to actually compliment her skills and that made her feel better. “Just been meaning to serenade someone.” She joked with a small laugh. “I’m actually just hoping to learn something new.” 

Peter smiled at Lily as he listened to her reasoning. He couldn’t help but snicker towards her unable to hold back his initial response. “Uh.. Is that someone Potter?” The boy teased with a soft laugh. “Learning something new is always good.” Though he wasn’t exactly sure he agreed with that phrase.

“It’s an excellent day, Peteykins!” James was grinning, happy as always to be in the company of any of his best mates, the boys he loved most in the whole world. “I thank you kindly, my good sir.” He kept up the shimmying,  shoving the spare earbud in Pete’s direction - whenever he tried to put an earbud in anyone else’s ear, he usually screwed it up, and had learned to let them do it themselves if they so pleased. “Tonight, I think? Maybe all weekend for all I know. You know how rowdy we get.”

Peter laughed at his best friend as he took up the earbud and secured it into his ear. Becoming his slightly slacking in movement doppelganger with his moves. The large grin never dissipating from his face. “Fuck yeah. We better ward the room so we don’t get any teachers or prefects up our arses.” The boy points out humming along to the song that echoed from the earbud. “Fuck it. A whole week mate.”

“She’s not that bad.” He said with a wave of his hand. “She’s strict but has yet to truly unleash her wrath upon us. I bet you make a delicious dish, though honestly I would never want to find out… but I’ll bet my money on it either way.” 

Peter disagreed with Moony for the most part, but he always seemed to give into his friend’s opinion and not his own. He moves his head from side to side lulling it over. “I guess you’re right...but you weren’t the one in detention, were you?” He pointed out  meekly and uncertain.

“Don’t look so bummed out, Wormy.” he grinned at the other, speaking in a whisper. “I’m sure there’s a teacher passing by. We don’t want to lose more points for Gryffindor.” 

“Yeah, that’s true.” He nodded grimly and scanned behind his best friend’s head for any incomers they would’t want to deal with. “What should we get James for his birthday?” He asked changing the subject swiftly. 

“As fun as that sounds…. I think I’d rather just take it one day at a time.” He said with a laugh. “Perhaps we just skip that bit and go have regular fun.”

“Regular fun?” Peter answered as he smirked to the other boy. “Now you’re talking my language, Frank. What should we do?”

“I don’t know, depends on what you want, I guess.” Madeline shrugged, giving him what appeared to be a shy smile. As if Madeline would be shy around him. “I’m just new here and I could use a little guidance. My housemates are kind of  being jerks.”

Peter fell for it almost immediately as he kept the top of the bottle against his lips thoughtfully. He knew what it was like to be bullied, but also knew what it was like to be the bully. He shifts around uncomfortable nodding his head in her direction. “Who gives you to the most problems?”

James exhaled with audible relief, turning to grin at Peter. “I did,” he said unashamedly. “Wanna go halfsies?” he offered, holding out one of the two chocolate bars he’d pilfered from their mate. “He always takes such care to get the good stuff, instead of just grabbing whatever he sees first… Good on him, better for us, though.” James grinned once more, hoping he was enticing Peter to join him in his crime.

Peter reached out to take half of the commandeered chocolate with a boyish grin on his face. “You know by now that you don’t have to ask. I’m almost as bad as Moony. It’s just missing some cheese to go with it.”  The boy commented while his grin stretched more amused at the gesture. It was easy to get him to go along with something, almost anything using the right words with a smile. That’s what made him a finicky individual to begin with.. “True. Though I uh…feel kind of bad. He probably has each bar ordered by size.”

The girl rolled her eyes, already annoyed with the worthless halfblood. Then she smiled. Her smile was rarely a good thing for the likes of present company. “The gift of my allowing you another breath.” Dolena said, loosing her patience with him already. Idle fingers swirled the wand around with ease. “I’m just saying that you should plant the whisper, Pettigrew. Your friends love a good prank, and on a Slytherin, none the less…I’m sure Black and Potter will be colored impressed with you.” She paused, before adding, “For once.”

Peter regarded the girl pensively. “That doesn’t really sound like a gift.” The boy retorts at the older girl taking a slow expectant look down to her wand. “That’s true.” He replied simply thinking about how his best friends might praise him for planting a whisper on a Slytherin. A boyish grin pierced his features as he dropped his butter beer to his side. “They’re impressed with me sometimes.” He chirped a bit more defensively than he meant it to come out as.

“You get a steady supply and I have a secure place to stash it until the prof’s aren’t breathing down my neck.”

Peter didn’t take to deliberate on the matter. After all it wasn’t a bad deal and leave it up to Gus to give him something to work with. He slowly moves the bottle of beer with a sideways bob of his head. “Um.. yeah. Cheers mate. I’m in.”

“Does there always have to be something in it for you? Don’t you want to see Snape’s hair go pink?” 

“Mmm, yeah. Because most of the time I get caught.” Peter responded with a cryptic smirk. “Why didn’t you blimey start the conversation with that? I’d be down for some pink hair.” Peter squinted mid-swish, “But is my part being the decoy?”