Written 6/24/05. 429 words.
The full name of this document is: Harry Potter - Fickle, RL/SB, PP-POV. That should pretty much tell you what you need to know. If I was still writing HP and I had any interest in continuing things I started years ago, this would be on the list to continue. I like what I've got here, though I don't totally remember where I was going.
“’There!’ said Pettigrew shrilly, pointing at Ron with his maimed hand. ‘Thank you! You see, Remus? I have never hurt a hair of Harry’s head! Why should I?’
“’I’ll tell you why,’ said Black. ‘Because you never did anything for anyone unless you could see what was in it for you.’”
-Harry Potter and The Prisoner Of Azkaban, US version, p. 370
There were very few moments in life when one literally had no time to waste. This was one of those moments.
Peter watched everything falling into place before him, screamed “Sirius! How could you, Sirius? To James and Lily?!?” in an appropriately disgusted voice, and got into the fray. There were bodies everywhere; he was surprised that all he lost was a finger. And when he transformed, he made sure Sirius saw. That Sirius knew exactly what he was doing and why. As he ran away into some dark corner, he could hear Sirius’s crazed laugh echoing off the buildings.
To this day, he had no idea how he’d pulled it off successfully.
Peter isn’t nearly as dense as everyone thinks he is. He knows when people are fighting, and he knows when people are in love, even when they don’t know it themselves.
He sees the way James and Sirius deliberately don’t look at each other, and the way Sirius instead glances at Remus out of the corners of his eyes. And he sees the way Remus glances back.
He has no idea what exactly made his friends glare at each other angrily, surreptitiously, but he does know that Sirius has been a lot more friendly now that he and James aren’t talking. And Peter doesn’t care that Sirius generally tolerates him by ignoring him, because now he gets the chance to be privy to all of his friend’s inner workings, the things he usually saves up for James and Remus’ ears. Not that any of it’s all that interesting, mind, but it’s worth it to be closer to Sirius.
He walks to class with Sirius now, all the time. In Potions, Sirius passes him a note that says, Snivellus looks particularly slimy today. We should do something. Peter writes back, Like what? and Sirius responds, Got any ideas?
It’s a new thing, for him – not just passing notes in class, though, that too, but being asked his opinion like that. Usually, no one cares what Peter has to say – well, Remus always makes sure to include him, but he’s never in on planning the pranks or anything like that.
Peter likes the attention.