Flip of the Coin

Any means to the end -The story of Peter Pettigrew

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March 18th 1979 Owls

[siriuslyblackrp-archive]

I do. I want to eat you.

I guess they’re intimated by my brilliance - nothing that can be helped, I reckon. There this old couple in the building yah, that’s afraid of me, bless them. Hahah. It’s quite fun, actually. The Muggles are the most fun hanging out and about with, anyway. The flat isn’t that interesting… Or Muggle safe.

I know, Wormtail, bless. That’s a plan then!

True, you know me to well. Alas, I can’t hide my masterplans any more. But now you know the deal - have fun, be fun, seek fun or else a parade in the nude and scaring tourists and locals alike. Have to grow up? What’s become of you, Wormtail. Have to. Grow up. There’s no bloody have to in life. No.

Oh. Got for you getting a jibe at him, Pete.

Cookies! I’ll have to kiss your mum the next time I see her! You can come around at dinner time for a few hours, yeah? I’m gonna head over to James’ and Lily’s later in the evening though. Dinner, food, cookies, Muppets. Gotta warm up for my battle with Evans.

Looking foward to see ya!

/Sirius

[taleofwormtail-blog]

Well, that settles that then. Do the others know?

Oh, to be perpetually free and nude like the illustrious Sirius Black. We could all learn a thing or two about never growing up from his majesty.

Right. I'll just get someone to watch mum for a few hours and I'll pop right over. She has it in the oven now so it'll be hot and ready when I get there. 

See you soon, pads.

/Peter

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March 18th; The Lonely Road; Self

Most days, Peter was afraid to leave his house. It wasn't fear for his own life, per se --that threat was still there, as an order member. No one knew he was a spy, he could still be attacked. No, he was more worried for his mother. They had taken her. Tortured her while he watched on, helplessly bound until he agreed to help. And then, in an act of false mercy, they wiped her memories, but not completely. Whoever had done it had botched the job; she would scream in her sleep, sweat and toss and turn. She didn't know where these nightmares had come from, and she often had panic attacks and insomnia.

Peter knew that the Dark Lo-- He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named would not send anyone after him. No --he could be trusted to be summoned and he would come. He knew what would happen if he didn't, and the only excuse was an Order Meeting, and He would know if Peter lied about that. He always knew, and there was always punishment. Reward as well, for good behavior. He, himself, was not tortured, for instance, if he had accurate and sufficient reports.

Peter jumped as he was tapped on his shoulder, almost forgetting he was in the market, almost absurdly staring at the bread racks. It was a store attendant, a pretty muggle girl with green eyes and brown hair that curled at the bottom. "Sorry, sir, I didn't mean to startle you. I just--"

"P-Peter--" he stuttered out, interrupting her. "Don't call me Sir, I'm just Peter,"

"Oh," she blushed slightly and pushed her hair behind her ear. "I just was wondering if you were looking for something specific?"

"No. No, thank you," he said, shaking his head and grabbing what his mother had sent him for. He turned quickly and walked away, embarrassed, before turning back and calling after her. She wheeled around, a big smile on her face. But then, he couldn't do it. Couldn't ask for her name, or if they could meet up some time. "Uh... have a good day," he said dully, and as the girl's smile turned sad he turned away once more and paid for his things, heading home.

He wouldn't put any more people in danger uselessly.

[taleofwormtail-blog]

March 18th 1979 Owls

[siriuslyblackrp-archive]

Well, give it a try. You can do it, boy. Express yourself, use the lovely thing called language that separates you from a mere animal Peter!

Yes, it’s brilliant! Really brilliant. Prongs gave one to me. It’s really neat being able to watch stuff when you want to. It’s mighty fun popping the film into the VHS as well. They really think of all the little details, don’t they? Prongs don’t appreciate the Muppets much but I bet you do, eh, Wormtail? Eat your mum’s food and have some beers and watch the Muppets. Sounds like a great evening, right? And no, not so much Muggles in here. The neighbours seems not to want come in and visit for a cuppa. Silly folks.

Hm, I dunno, mate. It’s still very weird. Why would they waste all their energy and time doing stuff like that? I mean, specially Moony’s mum since he doesn’t even live at home any more. Shouldn’t they like… Be happy and celebrate? But tell your mother thanks! And I know - every mum likes me. I’m just so darn adorable, ain’t I? It’s really useful. And fun.I love mums. Maybe I’ll pop around and say thanks to her in person later. I REALLY want some moons after all! That would be brill. I’ve told Remus to make me a star for my birthday, but Jupiter’s moons might just be a tad better I think.

Oh, Peter. They DO love rats, very much, them birds. Picking and pecking and eating rats and worms. Worms they love. AHahah. But y’know, maybe you can find a bird without a beak and all. You’re just not sticking your head out. There’s tons of fun to have still! I’ve been talking to Prongs and we might visit one of his cabin’s a weekend, us all and Lily. Running around the nature, naked and welcoming the sun and spring… Bathing. Killing rabbits. You in? Ghost stories… LOTS OF PUDDING.

And a true Marauder can always make mischief, Peter, even if we’re not at school any more. Don’t  turn into one of those boring adults that just bloody work and shite, mate. I’ll have to kill you then, y’know.

Wait, you did meet Regulus? Would be a miracle if that git’s changed. What happened?

/Sirius - a-waitin’ food

[taleofwormtail-blog]

Well, if I didn't know better, I might think a dog wanted some rat in him more than you claim birds to. 

You're not doing that thing where you act like a human dog when you meet them, are you? You used to get quite excited sometimes. Perhaps you've stopped, but I mean it seems unlikely that if you acted normal muggles wouldn't come over for a cuppa. They can't be that rude, can they?

Yes, you can count me in. A weekend away from it all sounds perfect, and you know I can't resist pudding.

Kill me? Nah, you wouldn't do that over me being boring. Kidnap me and make me strip and run down the street, maybe, but never kill me. We do have to grow up sometime though, and with the war, sometime may be sooner than we like.

Not all of much. He was a git, I made fun of him. Just like in school, except without you two goading each other. 

Mum made cookies as well, sending some off to the others in addition. When's good to come over?

/Peter

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March 18th 1979 Owls

Rats are not good for a dog’s digestion.

Mum says hello and she wants to know if she can make you anything for me to send. 

Merlin, it has hasn’t it? I feel like with all the stuff going on, I haven’t been able to visit casually.

But you look so chubby and delicious that I think you’re the rat to prove that statement wrong, mate. Shall have to probe you a bit the next time we get to turn and if you wont squirm around so much there wont be any true danger, mate.Just a little testy bite to feel ya up and all.

What is it with mums and wanting to send stuff all the time? Remus’ mum’s like that too. It’s weird. Well, if she wanna, didn’t you promise us that… that… casserole or what it was before?That would be smashing. Did you know, Wormtail, that I have a microwave now? Mighty fun it is! Lily gave it to me. It’s hilarious how it beeps when it’s finished. I’m charming it up a bit too to make it even more brilliant. Should come around to check it out. I have the Muppets to on one of those VHS’s! Fucking great thing, that machine is. Letting me watch stuff whenever I want instead of having to wait on the telly showing me stuff.

Oh, those Muggles. I do say. Brill stuff. Gonna pull my bike out for real soon too. Yup.

What are you up with, Wormtail? Any fun tales to tell? If you don’t have time to see in person have the courtesy to tell in ink at least! Need any advice from good ol’ Padfoot? Is it a bird that’s stolen you away from us, huh? Nah… Is it? ‘Sides your mum, that is.

/Sirius

[taleofwormtail-blog]

I can't even begin to express how that sounds when I read that, Pads. 

Microwave... Oh! Wait, really? And a VHS thingie? Well, aren't you a proper Muggle-in-training. Having some muggles over often? But yeah, I'll stop by and bring a casserole with me, mum'll be more than delighted. 

It's what mums do when they like their son and his mates. Mum adores you, I swear. If you made a pouty face and asked for the moon she'd bring you each of Jupiter's. 

Me? Nah, nothing interesting. I'm dying for some interesting, like back in school. And no, no bird. Birds may eat rats, as you have so eloquently put back in our school days, raising a suggestive eyebrow, but there still has yet to be a bird to really take an interest. No, just taking care of mum and stuff for the order. Did run into your brother a few weeks back. He hasn't changed in the slightest, but nothing really of note.

/Peter

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March 18th 1979 Owls

Rats are not good for a dog’s digestion.

Mum says hello and she wants to know if she can make you anything for me to send. 

Merlin, it has hasn’t it? I feel like with all the stuff going on, I haven’t been able to visit casually.

But you look so chubby and delicious that I think you're the rat to prove that statement wrong, mate. Shall have to probe you a bit the next time we get to turn and if you wont squirm around so much there wont be any true danger, mate.Just a little testy bite to feel ya up and all.

What is it with mums and wanting to send stuff all the time? Remus' mum's like that too. It's weird. Well, if she wanna, didn't you promise us that... that... casserole or what it was before?That would be smashing. Did you know, Wormtail, that I have a microwave now? Mighty fun it is! Lily gave it to me. It's hilarious how it beeps when it's finished. I'm charming it up a bit too to make it even more brilliant. Should come around to check it out. I have the Muppets to on one of those VHS's! Fucking great thing, that machine is. Letting me watch stuff whenever I want instead of having to wait on the telly showing me stuff.

Oh, those Muggles. I do say. Brill stuff. Gonna pull my bike out for real soon too. Yup.

What are you up with, Wormtail? Any fun tales to tell? If you don't have time to see in person have the courtesy to tell in ink at least! Need any advice from good ol' Padfoot? Is it a bird that's stolen you away from us, huh? Nah... Is it? 'Sides your mum, that is.

/Sirius

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LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE Name:  Peter "Wormtail" Pettigrew Eye Color:  Brown Hair Style/Color:  short, straight, mousy brown Height:  5'11" Clothing Style: Peter prefers his muggle clothes to wizard robes, given the times. He blends in, and even though he didn't grow up knowing his muggle side very well -and really doesn't care to know that part of him -something draws him to that kind of clothing Best Physical Feature:  His slight build is great for sneaking around and slipping in and out of areas unnoticed. 

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS First Thoughts Waking Up: Just a dream. It was just a dream.  What They Think About the Most: Better times back in hogwarts  What They Think About Before Bed: A way out What They Think Their Best Quality Is: Devotion to the cause.

LAYER FOUR: WHAT’S BETTER? Single or Group Dates: Single; he gets embarrassed enough as it is To be Loved or Respected:  Respected. Dogs or Cats:  Dogs. Please don't tell Sirius, his head is big enough

LAYER FIVE: DO THEY… Lie:  Constantly. Believe in Themselves:  Not in the slightest. Believe in Love: Yes. It's what got him where he was in the first place Want Someone: Not anymore.

LAYER SIX: EVER? Been on Stage:  No. Done Drugs: Yes. Changed Who They Were to Fit In:  He grew to fit with the Marauders --a change for the better.

LAYER SEVEN: FAVORITES Favorite Color:  Red Favorite Animal:  Owl

LAYER EIGHT: AGE Day Their Next Birthday Will Be:  June 24th How Old Will They Be:  20 Age They Lost They Virginity:  N/A Does Age Matter: No. 

LAYER NINE: IN A BOY OR GIRL Best Personality: He can't help but develop crushes on girls that are genuinely nice to him. He's been scorned in the past by being the one wanted least often, and having someone genuinely take interest in him really wins him over. Best Eye Color: Green. Best Hair Color:  Red. Best thing to do With a Partner: Any mutual interest. If they're not both having fun, what, really, is the point?

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http://taleofwormtail.tumblr.com/ask

[caradocdearborn25]

That you’re a virgin? Do you really want to continue that conversation.

[taleofwormtail-blog]

No, no, no, the part where you’re into my male friends. Which is it? I’m not sure what you go after in guys. 

[caradocdearborn25]

Is this you trying to be sassy Wormtail? Are you attempting to answer back?

[taleofwormtail-blog]

No, that's me trying to be a good bloke and see if I could put in a good word, not that I think it'll do much good.

[hot-chaser-james]

March 18, 1979 | James Potter & the Order

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Marlene jostled her foot, nearly banging it into the table as it bounced upwards. She was nervous about this meeting, knowing she would have to recite her failure to unmask her assailant. Not knowing where to look, she stared at the ceiling as James spoke, her frustration increasing. Lily, Caradoc, Emmeline, and Edgar were the only members present that knew about her carelessness. Wiping her sweaty palms on her jeans, she tried to focus on Lily’s words. Regulus and Evan? She frowned, watching Lily as she took her seat across the table. Marlene didn’t have any evidence on those two, or anyone in particular, but she had strong suspicions of other individuals. Taking her chance, before her courage failed, she cleared her throat and and slapped a palm against the table, making it known she had something to add.

“I-” she faltered, suddenly conscious of everyone’s eyes on her. “While I can’t attest to the accusations put forth against Rosier and the younger Black,” she continued, sending an apologetic glance at Lily. “I was a victim of a recent attack at my flat. I managed to…unmask my assailant.” She fidgeted and looked down at her feet, feeling the excitement mount in the room. “I didn’t get a glimpse of their face.” The disappointed silence was deafening. Marlene tensed and blushed with shame, upset with herself. “T-they were tall, pale, a male Death Eater. I have the m-mask with me,” she finished, choking on her words. Keen on avoiding everyone’s questioning stares, she fished the mask out of her purse, throwing it to the middle of the table. “In regards to my suspicions, I am strongly convinced that Bellatrix Lestrange, alongside that husband of hers, are associated with He Who Must Not Be Named.” Eager to finish her disappointing address, she looked at Lily, worried her next words would hurt her. “As for my attacker, I believe him to be…” She gulped, mouthing an apology to her best friend.

“Severus Snape.”

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Peter had been avoiding eye contact the whole meeting, hoping, praying no one suspected what he'd been up to on the side. He'd be fine, he'd been careful this entire time he'd been working. If he hadn't, he wouldn't be here... If He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named even began to suspect that he might possibly had given any hints he would be dead and if the Order had caught him he'd be in Azkaban. Honestly, he often wondered which would be worse.

That changed when Snape's name was mentioned. His head snapped up and his eyes went first to Lily and then to James, Remus, and Sirius. He'd suspected that as well -- not that he'd attacked Marlene, but what he was. He mumbled an ascent that sounded much like he thought Snape could be, before a little louder saying "And he does seem to associate with that type," but he knew he was being altogether unhelpful

[caradocdearborn25]

That you’re a virgin? Do you really want to continue that conversation.

[taleofwormtail-blog]

No, no, no, the part where you're into my male friends. Which is it? I'm not sure what you go after in guys. 

[taleofwormtail-blog]

There’s no need to hide it. Many people say the others are very attractive.

[caradocdearborn25]

Well you don’t pull a girl like Lily with a face like yours, this is true.

[taleofwormtail-blog]

Indeed not, but you're avoiding the topic at hand

[taleofwormtail-blog]

Ah, I see. You’re hard up for information on the others’ naked forms and was hoping I could provide because you stand no chance. Sorry, no luck. James has always been after Evans and if Remus and Sirius ever did the nasty it was without me

[caradocdearborn25]

Pardon?

Virgin says what?

[taleofwormtail-blog]

There's no need to hide it. Many people say the others are very attractive.

[caradocdearborn25]

So you’re telling me you weren’t even invited to Remus, James and Sirius’ nightly rampant homosexual acts on one another in Hogwarts?

Fuck, that’s rough.

[taleofwormtail-blog]

Ah, I see. You're hard up for information on the others' naked forms and was hoping I could provide because you stand no chance. Sorry, no luck. James has always been after Evans and if Remus and Sirius ever did the nasty it was without me

[taleofwormtail-blog]

yur going to die a virgin.

Well, there goes my good mood

[taleofwormtail-blog]

marlenemckins replied to your post: dont worry, caradoc was a virgin until age 23.

GOOD ON YOU PETER.

-smiles- Thanks Marlene

[caradocdearborn25]

Is that taking the various homosexual gangbangs with the Maurauders out the equation?

[taleofwormtail-blog]

There weren't any! Why are you so obsessed about my nonexistent sex life?