Peter Pettigrew

“Star Wars comes out in a month! I can’t wait!”

“It’s gonna be aces.”

Reguus rolled his eyes. “Busy doing what? Brooding over the meaning of the universe?” he drawled. “Just take a break from it, I need a quidditch partner”

“I’m perfectly fine. Just have no clue about the details of my life unless somebody fills me in on them,” he said dully.

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“It’s just my job,” Skye chuckled, “Don’t need to thank me, only need to pay me.”

“No” Regulus replied, rolling his eyes. “And I don’t see why my question was condescending whatsoever, I simply asked you if you’d like to hang out”

“Eh, it’s not too bad. I can have it fixed up in…a couple hours, probably?”

“Like with James and, um, Remus correct?” He said carefully. Merlin, how many friends did he have?

Sirius raised an eyebrow. “Peter?” He searched his recent knowledge of names and his blank memories. The name stirred nothing whatsoever, and neither did the plain, pudgy bloke standing there. He didn’t look like somebody Sirius would know.

“Peter Pettigrew.” He nodded. “We’re mates. We met at Hogwarts.”

“Guess who works in a muggle book shop now!”

“Congrats, mate! That’s brilliant.”

“Um, and you are?” Sirius asked warily.

“I.. I’m Peter..” He spoke gently, not wanting to startle Sirius. 

James didn’t know he ended up in Pete’s place, he knew he needed a place where he could  sit low for a bit and let his thoughts settle but in his confusion he just knew he was at a friend’s place. Following his instructions, James entered the room and looked at the flat his friend owned.

“I cannot believe that this is on the front page of the Sports Section! Someone kill me!”

Peter laughed. “How bad can it be?”