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Common Room|| Remus and Peter || Nov, 27 1976

“Yah but I don’ see why we gotta do it? Whats it got ta do with school?” Peter grumbled, sitting back on the couch and folding his arms. 

“Its not even Christmas yet fer bloody sake.” He added, looking through his brows over to Remus. “Yer on the inside, you should have stopped it!” He said, giving Remus’ leg a push with his foot, stretching practically off the couch to reach where he was standing. 

“Gotta fag?” He asked the common room generally, getting no response, aside from a couple of chastising looks from a couple of second year girls in the corner. When did the Gryffindor common room become prudish? Of course they weren’t allowed to smoke in here- but then he’d have to walk all the way back to their dorm, find the smokes, open a window... Too much work and he was already stressed. 

“You’ve seen me dance,” he explained, back to his rant about the upcoming Yule Ball. “McGonagall practically lost her hat when she watched me step on Mary’s foot.” He let out a tiny chuckle at himself, even though he was still a bit sore and embarrassed by the incident. 

“Not everyone can dance okay!? So why should we have to? Its plain stupid, innit.” He frowned. “Ima go complain to...the board or.. God, I’m sounding like a Black or worse, Malfoy.” 

“You gotta get me outta the House dance, Moony.” He said finally. 

@mr-moonyremus

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“He’s old enough to know what’s right, and young enough not to choose it.

He’s noble enough to win the world,  but weak enough to lose it.”

Rush • New World Man

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mr-moonyremus:

Remus didn’t even look at Peter, he just continued to walk down the road. “Fuck.” He kicked the ground. “She looked at what I was wearing, she could tell I wasn’t posh enough or whatever to work there.” He groaned. 

“The pub? I could actually work at the pub.” He shrugged, finally looking back at Peter, his attitude still negative. “Why do I need breasts?” He bit his lip, maybe all he would ever amount to be is a dirty bartender. 

“What about a book store?”

Peter sucked his teeth and sighed as he watched the disappointment show on Remus as he started off. Peter made a sympathetic face and threw away his smoke before hurrying after him to catch up. 

“Because no ones gunna hire a bloke to serve at a bar- and you need em to make any sorta tips..” 

“Books!” Peter exclaimed, trying to be positive. “There, you like books. You’ve read alot of them. Parchment makes you happy..” he gave Remus’ shoulder a squeeze. 

“Alright, lets find you a bookstore...” he nodded, happy to have somewhat resemblance of a plan. 

“Theres a couple cools ones in Knockturn... And they aint even that dodgey..” He offered. He also knew those sorts of places might be more inclined not to ask pushy questions.

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lilyyxxevanss:

“One day at a time, but the time is running out.” she muttered before bringing her cup to her lips. “I’d love to post pone these things as much as the next person but the sooner the better.” she shrugged.

“You don’t need NEWTs to do everything. A lot people, I hear, don’t have good scores this year. You’ll be fine.” she smiled at her friend.

“Want some more? It’ll take me a couple of minutes.” she said, getting up from her chair for more eggs for Peter.

“’supose,” he shrugged, mid bite. Maybe once he got Remus settled with something, then he’d focus on getting something more permanent for himself. Or better yet, maybe Remus could get a job for him. Might be pretty cool to work with your buddy. He tried to make a note to talk to Remus about it.

“Fucks sake Lily, no,” Peter looked up from his carefully guarded plate. “Sit down and eat your food.” he didn’t like people doting on him. Made him uncomfortable. He knew Lily had a nasty habit of doing so, especially with him. Who was gunna look after her, when she was so busy looking after them?

He took another bite, growing fully and slowing down. A couple gulps of tea later he was nearly finished. He patted his belly and smiled happily. 

“So then.. Um, hows Marlene doing? And like the others too- she was part of your group and all that, right.” He said hurriedly, pushing the ends of his abandoned crust around with his knife. 

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mr-moonyremus:

Remus laughed quietly at Peter’s joke. If there was one thing Peter was consistent at, it was cheering Remus up with his jokes. They always managed to have a decent time together, even if it involved Remus moping around a bit too much. 

“Me? A month ago. The end of the year Gryffindor party.” Remus shrugged. “I’m grumpy because I don’t have any money or future.” He bit his lip. Maybe it would be nice to have a girl or something. He missed out on so many things because of his condition. 

“Yeah.” I’ll be right back. Remus walked towards the shop and opened the door quickly. It was empty, except for Madam Malkin herself. He asked her about the job posting outside. However, she took one quick look at him and shook her head. His cheeks reddened and he knew it was being of the way he dressed. Hastily, Remus walked back outside and run up to Peter. 

“So that was a bust.”

Peter snuck a glance at Remus and noted the laugh, immediately filling with a bit of pride. It was small, but with Remus, he’d take it. 

“Psht, come off it. You have a future.” Peter rolled his eyes and gave Remus another shove. “Don’ go round saying that.” He sucked at his teeth and settled into a frown. He didn’t want to hear any of his friends saying they weren’t going to amount to anything, especially when he knew it wasn’t true. 

Peter had just managed to get it lit in the cup of his hand before Remus remerged onto the street. “Wow that was fast. What ya do, tell her she looks like a banshee?” He laughed through a cough as he tried to take a pull at the same time. 

Losing his balance he halted with an arm out for Remus to stop, bending to the waist in a coughing fit. The coughing incited more laughter and he shook his head. “Remus, the fuck we gunna do with you mate?” He managed finally, taking a deep breath. 

“Why don’t we try the pub up the road? Maybe they’ll take a grouchy werecat as a server? Nahhh, second thought,” he shook his head, “ya don’ have tits ta be a server.“ Their search was proving more difficult than he imagined. 

“We gotta find you something easy, so you can dick off during the day, and preferably where you can nick free stuff.”

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mr-moonyremus:

“A shit job? I might get cheap clothing? I need more of that.” He looked at his tattered sweater. “I hate it when my parents give me money.”

Remus looked at him, completely unamused. “I don’t want to get with all the girls.” He shrugged. “It’s too dangerous.” 

He knew what it was like asking for money. He decided that the last time would indeed be the last time. But rent was fast approaching and he was already in the negative. How that happened was bollocks to him, it wasn’t like he was buying lots of things. 

Peter always seemed to forget Remus was a werewolf- or not forget, but just negate what that actually meant. Its because to him, Remus was so much more than just “werewolf.” In fact that was probably near the bottom of his list; First brother, best friend. 

“Well, not that I can talk cuz of all the birds I have lining up ta be with me,” he chided sarcastically, “but ya gotta get a bit sometime mate. When was the last time you had your pickle tickled?” He struggled not to laugh as they approached the shop. “Maybe thats whyyyy you’re so grumpy..”

“Well I think you should pop in, see if they need someone?” He suggested, giving Remus’ back a tiny push towards the door. “I’ll be out ‘ere, I need a fag- and I’ll keep guard.” he added with a laugh. 

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mr-moonyremus:

“I mean it’s good to be nice.” Remus shrugged, keeping his mouth shut about werewolves being quite the opposite of nice. He knew Peter was just being nice, but it was really hard being in his position. 

“Nah,” Remus shook his head. “They do tests and background checks. They’ll find something for sure.” He shrugged. “That would be cool though.” He perked up. 

A few shops down, Remus saw a sign for an opening at Madame Malkin’s. He could totally work at a dress robes shop. “Hey look at that!” He pointed to the sign, nudging towards Peter. 

“Well not just that, like you can talk ta people and stuff. Like they tell you their feelings and all that..” He gave a snort. 

“Damn straight. Don’t know what they do, but guess thats the point, innit?” They continued to totter along the road, making decent headway towards Knockturn alley. He was about to suggest trying there, when Remus piped up.

Peter made a face at first, “Wait, the robe shop?” He shook his head. “Nah way mate. Shit job, that is. No fucking way.” 

He thought for a moment. “Second thought, workin’ there might get ya in with all the birds. Help you catch all the minge, ayyyyy.” He gave Remus’ shoulders a shake. 

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princessxcissa:

It wasn’t every day that a random bloke apparated into the manor without so much as a clue to what he was doing. Hands on her hips, Narcissa simply rose a brow, “Obviously, you didn’t pay much attention at Hogwarts when it was taught.” Her next statement was a mixture between a warning and threat, “You could get yourself killed.” 

Peter stumbled out of the apparation a bit disoriented. Inside? And some posh house at that. 

“Sorry madam,” He couldn’t help but smirk a little. Despite being incredibly rude, it was a little funny. Judging from her reaction, she was a witch- one he barely recognized from Hogwarts maybe?

“Me killed?!” He puffed his chest. “Yer the crazy nutter living in a posh ‘ole place like this an’ not even having some protective wards up?” He sucked his teeth and shook his head. “Yer bloody inviting creeps ta come break in. Theres a fuckin’ war goin’ on, haven’t ya heard?” His tone was a bit harsher than he intended but really, he thought she was blimey nuts.

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mr-moonyremus:

“At least I don’t snore.” Remus pointed out, grinning slightly with a sparkle of mischief in his eyes.  

“It’s how you get them not to crease bad.” Remus noted, “Try it sometime.”

“Nope, they won’t.” He shook his head. “You don’t understand how bad the discrimination is. Plus if I told someone, there’s the chance I would get registered. My parents never did that when I was young, my dad got around it because well, it was his job to register werewolves.”

He laughed, “Ummm, well I’m good at reading and writing.” He thought for a moment. “I’m organized, but also a mess ya know?”

Peter grinned wider at the tease, dropping the subject. 

“Yah.. Yer also nice, yah know? Like you get along with everyone, make people feel good an’ that.” He also thought about where Remus’ skills could be an asset. 

“Something at the ministry then? Maybe one of the departments? Shit mate, you should pick a cool one. Yah, Yah! You should be an unspeakable!” He nudged him hard.

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lilyyxxevanss:

“Clearly not in drawers.” Lily rolled her eyes at her friend and reached for the upper cupboard. “Here.” she said, leaving it open for Peter to get the cups. “Noone puts their teacups in a drawer, Pete.” she added with a light tone. 

“Yeah, I’ve noticed.” she nodded. “A roommate? Oh, I doubt there are enough people I can agree to live with. Sharing a dorm is one thing but living together in a house… Nope.” she shook her head. She could imagine the chaos already. “A bit o’ both, please.” she replied before continuing. “What about you? Figured out what’s next?” she asked, placing the eggs in their plates along with the sausages and put them on the table.

“Oh,” he grabbed them from the top cupboard, having a typical blonde moment.

He shrugged, “I dunno, its alright. Not as bad as you might think. But people can be pretty messy.”

He made the tea and set hers down, taking a sip of his own enroute to his chair. “Fucks if I know. One day atta time. Mum wants me back home. Dad wants me ta get a real job...” He shrugged, not bothered too much about it. 

“Don’t really have the NEWTS to do anything, ta be honest.” He started to chow down, instinctively protecting his plate and eating like he hadn’t in days; He had, just not very well.

“Not bad, this here.” he mumbled with a full mouth.

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“Mr. Pettigrew! Contrary to what your other delinquent friends might have told you, detention is not a playground. Get down from those tables now.”

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tinylittlemckinnon:

She avoided laugh at him, stuttering over himself, before she shrugged. “It’s definitely one of the better shops in the part of town.” Marlene moved to grab the pop and piece of candy that she had came for before glancing back at him.

“Do you live around here?” It was an innocent enough question, a casual way to make conversation with Peter. She nodded her head at him, “No, I get it, someone from my neck of the woods in Muggle London is definitely out of the ordinary.” Her tone was low as she spoke, not wanting someone to overhear them. “But Mary and Lily really helped me get to know the area – it’s a lot easier then I thought it would be.” She moved towards the register, laying her items down to rung in before paying for them. She stepped aside with her items. Turning politely to the side to allow Peter to pay for his own.

Peter gave a shrug and a laugh. He didn’t imagine Marlene would go to half the grimey places he’d been in. 

“Sorta. Its a good hike up the road. Figured I could use the walk and the other places by my flat are just- Well I’m pretty sure one is run by the muggle mafia. They keep giving me weird looks every time I go in that bloody place.” He shook his head. 

He watched her pay for her items and he dreaded having to put up his own. He glanced around anxiously for a spot to ditch the condoms. But it would be too obvious to do it now. Whats worse, it would look like he was trying to ditch them. 

Peter’s cheeks were red and he shyly put the box and a pack of toothpaste up on the counter. The teller, a young redhead, smirked back at his obvious discomfort.

Peter tried to play it cool, glancing around like a lad, quickly snatching a packet of crisps and placing them beside the box. 

“Ten-fifty.” the girl raised a brow. 

Peter was too preoccupied with his own self dying inside to hear. He was also struck by the the fact that Marlene was waiting beside him.

“I, oh.” he stammered, digging away in his pocket and nearly throwing it at her. 

“Uh, yah, cheers.” he grabbed the bag and nodded at Marlene to head out.

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lilyyxxevanss:

“Good.” she grinned sweetly. “See, I knew you were a wise boy, Pete.” she laughed. “Not my fault your mate made a fool of himself more than once.” she shrugged with a smirk. To be honest, it was mostly endearing that he ended up being goofy but once she said it, it would go to his head so she’d rather play it cool. 

“Not really. It’s not fun when you’re broke and doesn’t have a job.” she shrugged. “Soon my landlord will stop by and it’s not like I can ask me family for money. Wizards don’t find it amusing when you try to pay in muggle money.” she gave a mirthless chuckle.

His grin grew, and he continued to put away in her kitchen, searching random cupboards for supplies. “The hell you keep yer teacups?” He frowned, pulling out a drawer. 

“I think that seems to be the general consensus. You could always find a roommate? Might split the cost a bit..” he suggested with a shrug. “Sugar? Milk?” He asked, already back on the tea subject.

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mr-moonyremus:

“20 years?” Remus looked at him skeptically. “I’m only eighteen, Wormie.” He chuckled and nudged him. “Try seven.” He smiled. “How do I fold my shirts in a weird way?”

“Something way below my skill level that is temporary and won’t bring up and suspicion about who I am.” He looked back at Peter. “Ya know, my whole thing I have going on.”

“No.” Remus shook his head. “Not only did I barely get my N.E.W.T. in Potions, but I’m not going to be someone’s lab rat.” He chuckled at the irony.

“Living with you mate, it felt like 20 years,” he teased, giving him a nudge with the side of his shoulders.

“I dunno, you do this thing with the arms and you tuck it under, its weird mate.”

Peter pursed his lip to the side and frowned while he thought. He wasn’t going to be the one to say it, but Remus might have a lot more difficulty fulfilling that list then they thought. There’s gotta be something.

“Well have you considered a place that would just accept you.. as is?” he asked carefully, knowing it was a touchy subject. “Like telling them that yer-” he glanced around and wasn’t about to risk saying it aloud. Remus knew what he meant. 

“Ya know, being a rat ain’t all bad..” he teased, but they continued on walking. “Okay well, what are your skills,” he started to make a mental list. 

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mr-moonyremus:

“At the muggle shops?” Remus shrugged, “I mean I know my mum’s a muggle and all, but I’m not too sure I’ll be all that knowledgeable. Plus they’ll think it’s strange when I have little record in their society.”

Remus started towards Diagon Alley, looking back only once to make sure Peter was following him. “Come on.”

“Well, that’s awfully sweet.” He thought for a moment. “Am I too messy though?”

“I’ve lived with you for 20 YEARS already Moo!” Peter exclaimed, casually strolling beside him. Diagon was missing its usual cheer today and just looked quiet and sad. “I know pretty much everything there is to know about your sleeping habits, how you fold your shirts in a weird way..” 

He was completely serious about the offer but wasn’t going to push Remus into it. He didn’t want to make him uncomfortable, knowing how nice he was; Too nice to say no, even if he didn’t want them to live together.

“What are you looking for anyways?” He glanced around for obviously signs for employment but not finding any. “Yer smart, if you can’t find something, bollocks all for the rest of us.” He gave a short laugh. 

“Maybe potions?” he suggest, spotting a sign. “You could be a-” he looked at the sign to read it. “a “production model representative.”“ he made a face, and looked to Moony. “Whats that?”

He glanced at the sign again. “’Must be willing to sample any variety of potions, liability waiver required.’” uhhhhhh.... Maybe not. End up with four arms.”

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prongspotteringabout:

“Yeah, I mean, it’s all a bit bloody terrifying isn’t it.”  James sighed.  “But the greater good and all.  I want to get out there, play my part.  Bloody Moody holding me back.”  James found himself easily frustrated by the war.  He wanted to get involved, he wanted to fight, he wanted to be fierce.

“I mean logical.”  James shrugged.  “Navigating this is like a minefield.”

“Shut up.  I thought it was romantic.”  At the time James had thought he’d never live it down, but he’d quickly laughed it off.  Turning it into a joke and making it seem like he was pranking Lily had seemed the best idea at the time, but perhaps hadn’t ended as well as he’d liked.

“I don’t know.  I’m going to woo her.  Maybe.  Or give her space.  I don’t know what will work better.”

“Yah,” he said hesitantly, giving a weak little nod. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to get involved... hell he still had no idea what he wanted. And whats worse, imagining his friends fighting scared him even more. 

“Yah real romantic. I remember her face after.” Peter burst out laughing at his friend’s misfortunes. It was their only source of entertainment really. 

“See, fuck birds mate,” Peter shook his head warningly. “See this is what I’m talking about. Space, not space, too much space. ‘Fore you know it, shes taking the kids and the car.” He continued to shake his head. “Women are mental mate. Never make any sense and then get mad at you when you try to figure ‘em out.”

“Lily’s great an’ all but,” he raised his brows and gave a shrug.