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"OK, now just go up to Sirius and talkl about something, anything. Although I do suggest talking about him since he's still a black and isn't the humblest of them all." Peter joked. Peter got a piece of black cloth that had been forgotten in the common room from the last time he ripped his robe. "Let's do this!" Peter said excitedly as he waited for Sirius to get into the conversation then he stood behind him and made sure to make the cutting noise super loud an pull on Sirius's hair. With the black cloth in his hand at first glance it would look like Peter had his hair. "RUN MARY!" He said when he saw the anger in Sirius's face that came after the sad shock. Peter was snickering the whole time as he ran away with Mary's hand in his own.

Easter || Mary + Peter

"Sounds like an easy enough role for me to play." While it was generally difficult to appear innocent while in the boys dormitory, they had pretty much all gotten used to it by now. Giving him a smile of encouragement, she stood idly by, hoping no one came along.

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"Okay let's come up with a plan. You could be the innocent decoy and I'll pretend to cut off some of his hair. His oh so precious hair that he takes care of more than most." Peter found scissors in a desk in the common room, he smiled at Mary ans asked if she was ready.

Easter || Mary + Peter

Raising her eyebrows slightly, Mary couldn’t help but laugh at the weird way in which Peter was moving. It was adorable, really, but something that you shouldn’t get too close to. “I’m always willing and ready to prank Sirius.”

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"We could pretend to snip of some of his hair. He might actually cry." Peter didn't mean the last part, and he hoped it wouldn't actually happen because crazier things than a black crying has happened when people get drunk. "There's some scissors in here just give me a second to find them."

Easter || Mary + Peter

Raising her eyebrows slightly, Mary couldn’t help but laugh at the weird way in which Peter was moving. It was adorable, really, but something that you shouldn’t get too close to. “I’m always willing and ready to prank Sirius.”

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"Oh I will, but for now we should join the dancing." Peter said as he grabbed Mary by the waist and starting moving in a weird fashion that he called "dancing". "OK so maybe no dancing... Want to go prank Sirius instead?"

Easter || Mary + Peter

"I like the bonus. You should take advantage it- a lot." Laughing slightly, Mary couldn’t help but grin at the thought of what was happening. The fact that it was happening at all, after all this time. “Remind me to drink with you more often.”

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"I was by your side all the time before, now I just get the added bonus that I can kiss you." All that time that Peter spent being jealous of Caradoc was being washed away and Peter couldn't be happier. He tended to be invisible to a lot of people, but mary was always the one girl who always saw him. "I told you alcohol is the best."

Easter || Mary + Peter

"Well, you better get used to it- the being at your side part, at least. Because now that we’re together, you’re going to see a whole lot of me." Even if they were always together beforehand, it’d be different now. Better. "M’glad you did it. Super glad for the effects of alcohol, because now I can kiss you whenever I like."

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"Wow am I stupid for have waiting this long. Although the combination of you at my side and a nice buzz going on is pretty awesome." Peter kissed her again, he had been holding back for so long that he didn't really want to stop. "I think this is one of the few true and blue Gryffindor things that I've done. Plus I am pretty shocked that we happened before James and Lily."

Easter || Mary + Peter

Me too; if I had known this was going to happen, I wouldn’t have been so upset at first.” While not being able to see her mother still upset Mary, this helped to make up for it. Laughing at his rambling, she quickly leaned forward to kiss his cheek. “I know, I know- don’t worry. M’sure I’ll never feel pressured by you.”

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"Well Easter is officially my new favorite holiday. God am I glad they cancelled it." Peter smiled and held her by the waist. "Of course you can still sleep in my bed, amongst doing other things. Not that we're going to do anything right now. I don't want to pressure you so please don't feel like it. I'm sorry." Peter said awkwardly, he didn't mean to act perverted it was like a reflex.

Easter || Mary + Peter

"That would have been nice, but m’glad you told me at all." Granted, she should have been able to tell, but it didn’t seem as if he knew either. Biting down on her lip, Mary had to stop herself from vigorously nodding her head. "Yeah- yeah, I’d love to Peter." This wasn’t at all how she had seen their night going, but it was great. It was really, really great. "I still get to sleep in your bed, right?"

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"Whoa whoa, you okay, Moony?"

"Uh…w-what?"

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Peter laughed, "Yeah it is about bloody time. Probably should have told you all of this a long time ago. Could have saved you from that wanker, Caradoc." Even though Peter had brought the conversation to Caradoc Peter no longer felt jealous, for once it was obvious to him who Mary liked. "So I don't really know how to do this considering my limited experience, but would you like to be my girlfriend?" Peter asked, hoping it didn't sound too childlike.

Easter || Mary + Peter

Pulling back slightly, Mary tried her best to control her breathing as a tiny smile came across her lips. “Yeah….wow,” she whispered, the moment still haven’t fully sunken in yet. Because she had kissed him, and he kissed her back, and it was….pretty damn great. “S’about bloody time.”

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When Mary kissed him he was in utter shock. He believed that she was going to reject him and they would just awkwardly stay friends until one of them wouldn't be able to take all the tension between them. He hadn't even given much thought to what he would do if she actually liked him back. peter was never good at thinking farther into the future. So as most would do he kissed her back. "Wow..." was all he had to say after

Easter || Mary + Peter

Mary froze slightly at his words, taking a few seconds for them to all actually sink in. “I-I uhm…” she stammered, not knowing what to do or say herself. This was Peter, the person she had spent an entire year fancying and after everything, after all this time he was saying words like that and she was…lost. So she did the only thing she could really think of.

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Peter's plan back fired on him, he was hoping to use her example. "Um... I-I..."Peter stuttered, getting very nervous and flustered all of a sudden. Peter decided to just go for it in a Gryffindor bravery sort of way, "I would say: Mary you are more wonderful and beautiful than I could ever imagine someone being. You make my heart race in a good way, and you're as good if not better than pudding." Peter contemplated just saying it was all hypothetical, but his mind was fuzzy so instead he said the opposite. "It's not hypothetical."

Easter || Mary + Peter

"I-I dont know," Mary giggled, biting down on her lip as she contemplated it. "I usually uhm…avoid them and run in the opposite direction so my experience is non-existent." Tilting her head to the side, her eyebrows quirked up slightly. "Why, how would you do it?”

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Peter smiled and leaned in closer, the smell of alcohol very present in his breath. "A lot of things get easier the more you drink. Hey, how would you go about telling someone you like them?" Peter asked as he stared into Mary's eyes, he had a trick up his sleeve and his half-drunken mind hoped he would be able to execute it.

Easter || Mary + Peter

Mary blushed slightly at his words, never having gotten used to hearing compliments from other people. “You’re not so bad yourself,” she whispered jokingly, a smile slowly appearing on her face. Grabbing the bottle from him and taking a swig of firewhiskey, it thankfully went down smoothly. “At least the more you drink, the easier it gets.”

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"You're really beautiful you know?" Peter said in a hushed tone, pulling her closer to him. "I think my toes will be pretty okay, if anyone's going to break them it'll probably be me." Peter joked as he tried to dance, he wasn't the best at it but he definitely was trying. He opened his mouth to say something but cut himself off and grabbed the bottle of firewhiskey while still holding on to Mary. Peter took a swig then offered it to Mary.

Easter || Mary + Peter

Setting her glass down on the table, Mary wrapped her arms around his neck. “I’d love to,” she responded with a smile. “Though I may break a toe or two.” Being so close to a person would normally give her anxiety, but seeing as they usually slept in the same bed, it felt sort of natural.

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Peter smiled and took a big gulp of firewhiskey before going towards Mary. He held her at the waist, "Dance?" Peter was already feeling a bit more than tipsy, but not drunk yet, and without actually being drunk Peter still had very much reduced inhibitions

Easter || Mary + Peter

Pouring a bit of the firewhiskey into a glass, Mary’s eyes lit up as she reached over to turn the radio on to the Wizarding Wireless Network. “As you wish, Mister Pettigrew.”

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Peter smiled, it was definitely going to be a fun evening. "How about that music Miss. Mary." Peter said as he was about to pour more into his cup but decided to just drink it from the bottle. It burned for a bit but he knew soon enough it would be like drinking water.

Easter || Mary + Peter

Taking the shot with him, Mary grimaced slightly as the alcohol burned her throat. “I hate the first one- s’always the most rough.”

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"Maybe a bit, but I don't mind the title." Peter said as he grabbed small cups and poured a shot into each one. "Cheers" he said before downing the shot.

Easter || Mary + Peter

Glancing upwards towards the stairs, Mary grinned at the sight of Peter and what he was holding. “Would it be inappropriate to call you my saviour on this day?”

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 “I think she would make me really happy, she already does. I just hope it’s the same for her.” Peter said, he was smiling because considering how things were going it seemed like she really liked being around him, Peter just wondered if she thought of him only as a friend or something more. He really hoped for the something more. “Yea I wouldn’t just do it randomly; although this may seem a bit random.” Peter said as he took some hair that had fallen onto Mary’s face and placed it behind her ear. “Your hair was in your face, a little random I guess.” Peter said awkwardly. Peter hid his face in the pillow, he didn’t want to tell her yet, but it was so tempting to just blurt it out and let the possibility of her stomping on her heart happen. He hated that he felt that vulnerable, and normally he would just turn into stone and walk away from the conversation, but when it was Mary he just couldn’t.

Peter smiled, his friends tended to hurt him on accident but they would always laugh about it later. Normally when Peter would curse loudly about how big his bruise was. Some days he felt like a soft fruit, easily bruised. Other than that ever since he became an animagi he was never hurt during the full moon. Startled a bit when Remus almost got out of the chains, but as a rat it was easy to hide and he was grateful for that. “You should have a permanent cushion spell on you so if you do actually fall in the middle of the hallway you won’t conk your head and get brain damage.” Peter knew the end of the year was coming up, but he didn’t want it to arrive. He just wanted to stay with his friends at school and have fun, he wasn’t ready to face the real world, and especially not face the war. Peter smiled as she ran her fingers through his hair, “Thanks I think it’s pretty good too. If you ever do anything to it I’m sure it’ll be great.”

Peter looked like a little kid who had been scolded. He spent so much of his life trying to fit in after feeling like such an outcast. A lot of what he did was just what he thought was expected of him, if he was any good at athletics he would have joined the Quidditch team because he thought that’s what he was supposed to do, but when he tried out he just wasn’t good enough. He agreed to be the girl’s boyfriend because he thought that he was supposed to have a girlfriend. In the recent years he had strayed from that attitude a lot, but there was always something in the back of his mind telling him that he should try to be ‘normal’. Most days Peter ignored it, but sometimes it was just louder than the rest of his thoughts. Peter kissed the top of her head as she rested it on her shoulder. Peter was going to hold her to her promise. “Eventually we both have to actually go to class. Plus I’m super hungry and want to get some lunch.”

Up All Night || Peter/Mary

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