Dead Beat Pete

I was choking in the crowd Building my rain up in the cloud Falling like ashes to the ground Hoping my feelings, they would drown But they never did, ever lived, ebbing and flowing Inhibited, limited Till it broke open and rained down You rained down, like PAIN

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missglenda:

It was usually a mess in Glenda’s head - never stopping, always thinking about one, two, ten things at once, always way too aware of herself and always wondering when the next opportunity to embarrass herself would come that she can’t avoid no matter how much she would want to. But ever since New Years Eve and that kiss, ever since she found out what it was like to feel his lips against hers, it was a whole new mess in her head. She didn’t really know what to do with it, how to think about anything else but that kiss or wonder what it really meant, especially after Peter didn’t even seem to care about it all while all she wanted was to do it again and again and countless more times, if that was possible.

And that stupid, dumb, annoying, sexy dream had to happen and even just thinking about it made Glenda turn completely red, but at the same time, she couldn’t get it out of her head even more than the kiss and she literally had no idea how she was going to be able to stand in front of Peter after it, because she was sure she was not going to be able to utter a word after seeing his pe– well, his dream pe– that.

She wasn’t going to think about it. She wasn’t going to think about it. She wasn’t going to thi-

And suddenly Peter was standing in front of her and all she could see was that dream and think about his lips against hers and she had to force herself from looking at his lips or even worse, his crotch, because she was cool. He was cool about all of this, so she was cool about it too, and he did not need to know about that dream, nothing, never. And still, her “P-Peter, hi. Hello, hi,” came off as weird and awkward and stutter-y and she might have been looking at his shoulder instead of his eyes. Because if she looked into his eyes, she would be so far gone. Or, well, more gone than she already was.

For a second, running away did cross her mind, but she immediately pushed it aside. She didn’t run away when she randomly walked up to him for the first time and didn’t have the faintest clue about what to say, and since then, she started getting to know him and he was just so amazing, funny, kind. How could she ever run away from somebody like him. She might not want to embarrass herself, but she wanted to talk to him more. So she shook her head and smiled, hoping she wasn’t completely red and hoping that he didn’t catch on the fact that she wasn’t exactly looking into his eyes. She only had to get through a little bit, and then she would forget about that damn dream and not feel awkward anymore, right? “I mean, yeah, yes, I’d– like that. Yeah.”

She already sounded flustered once she noticed him in front of her and it already made him think that she definitely remembered New Years Eve. Part of him was now thinking that maybe he should have just kept walking down the corridor instead of stopping in front of her but he immediately disregarded that because he knew it would have been rude. Sure things were a little awkward, but when it came to the two of them there was always some little hint of awkward mixed into any and all conversations.

He gave her a smile, not even noticing that he was doing something very similar to her and not actually looking her directly in the eye. He still wanted to hang out with her but he didn’t want to mess things up by getting into his own head too much. If he got distracted thinking about kissing her again he would be a mess. “Great, yeah, thought you’d wanna take out that new lighter of yours ya know, gotta check up and see if you’re gettin’ better at this.” He told her, a quick chuckle passing his lips as he tilted his head to the side to gesture for her to follow along. Peter was trying his best to keep things lighthearted, but as he began walking and he looked away from her he made a face that screamed what am I saying?

Looking back to make sure she was actually following, he paused so that the two could walk side by side as opposed to him running up in front of her. Peter glanced over to her a couple times, trying his best to remain inconspicuous about it. He only focused on her for a moment before he immediately went back to looking straight ahead of him. The silence between them was painful and he tried to think of something to say that wouldn’t sound strange or out of the ordinary. “So, the rest of your break went alright, yeah? I don’t think I asked how things were after...uh New Years.” he said before he could stop himself, pulling his pack of cigarettes from his pocket when they reached outside.

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[ @missglenda​ ]

Peter tried his best not to have the thought of his kiss with Glenda on New Years Eve rattling around his brain consistently. He acted as if it was no big deal at the time, mainly because of how sudden it was and there was no way he was going to ruin things by addressing the kiss. But hell, it was driving him mental. How soft her lips felt against his, the taste of all the alcohol she drank on her tongue, the fact that he could even form proper sentences around her now was astonishing.

He was lucky there was still some time for them not to face each other before going back to school, but once returning to Hogwarts he didn’t want to make things weird. Peter was going to act normal, maybe if he was lucky she wouldn’t have even remembered the kiss herself.

To the best of his abilities, Peter stayed cool any time he saw Glenda though his gaze did drift from time to time, sometimes the two of them unable to look one another in the eye or a speedy, awkward escape after a shoddy excuse. He was doing his best to improve at staying normal around here and as he was on his way out of class he caught a glimpse of her in the crowded corridors. Instead of acting like he didn’t notice her, he walked over and stood in front of her waiting for her to notice him.

“Hey, Glenda. I was just headin’ out for a little smoke break, did you uh, wanna come join?”

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missglenda:

She was probably way too focused on the rambling because she only caught the part where he was… was he looking at her lips? Did she see that correctly? She couldn’t tell because the next moment his eyes were directed as hers and he was talking and she was probably just imagining it, but she couldn’t even think too much about it because he suddenly agreed to do one song and really, she couldn’t ask for anything better and he seemed to even mean it and a huge grin appeared on her face. “Really? You mean it?” she asked back in a high pitched, happy screaming voice and it was probably  in some capacity the drink, she wasn’t sure, but she threw her hands around his shoulders and neck and hugged him real tight.

“Thank you thank you thank you thank you,“ she kept saying over and over again, hoping he wouldn’t mind the hug and then as she untangled herself from him, she quickly placed a small kiss onto his cheeks. “You won’t regret it, you really won’t,“ she said and raised her cup up to drink from her firewhiskey, but around all the big moves, she poured almost all of it out of the cup, so she could barely get anything to actually drink, still she drank the rest and she could feel the alcohol burning and warming her body even more, the smile just glued onto her lips at this point. “What do you want to sing? I was thinking something fun, maybe like Wizard in the Night? Do you know that song? I really love that song.“

Peter almost stumbled backwards when she threw her arms around him and started hugging him. Even though he wasn’t expecting this reaction from her at all it was definitely welcome and it made him happy to know he had made her so happy. As the two of them stood there though, his arms were sticking out to the side not completely sure what he should be doing. Should he be hugging her back? Maybe he should be hugging her back that would be the right thing to do here as opposed to looking like an idiot who has never been hugged before. Quickly he put his arms around her waist (trying not to go too low but not too high either) to return the hug and with all the excited thank you’s out of her mouth Peter just started grinning to himself. “It’s nothin’ you don’t gotta thank me so much...”

If a simple hug wasn’t enough, when she pulled back and gave him a kiss on the cheek it was like his brain had just short circuited and he was completely out of it. He stared at her with a goofy look on his face, just taking in how she was glowing from all the excitement. He could barely think straight watching her and focusing on the cheek she kissed that felt like it was burning from the touch. He managed to fade back in when she was asking about songs and he softly nodded his head, “Yeah, I know that one. That sounds great...whatever you want is-yeah it’s great. Let’s give it a go then?”

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missglenda:

“Thank you,” she said with a smile as she reached for the cup Pete was handing to her and then let out a small chuckle as he quickly switched the two cups up, probably realizing he was handing her his own cup. She took a sip and she could feel the burning sensation of the alcohol going through her entire body, warming her up from the inside (not that it wasn’t already hot) – and once again it was such a nice, new, exciting feeling that she had to giggle. She kept the cup at her lips as she cocked her head to the side, listening to Pete’s question.

It was so nice of him to even think about it even though he clearly didn’t want to do it, she couldn’t keep the grin off of her face. “Are you asking this because you wanna do it or because I asked and you don’t wanna be rude or something?” she asked, genuinely curious of the answer, but quickly added. “Because I really wanna do it, it sounds like it would be so much fun, but I don’t want you to do it just because I asked you to and then feel awkward or not enjoy it or both. I mean, not that I assume that you would do it just because I asked you, but you know I don’t want you to do it if you don’t wanna.” The rambling was still there but somehow she didn’t feel the awkwardness and the embarrassment that she felt most of the time and she wished she could feel like this other times too. “And to answer your question, not really sure if it will be as much fun, never tried it before. I’ve always been scared of it, but it does look like a lot of fun.”

Peter bobbed his head from side to side at her question because if he was honest it was mostly the latter. He didn’t want to be rude but he also didn’t want to disappoint her either. Glenda looked at him with so much excitement in her eye and it was so enamouring and saying no almost physically hurt. “Maybe a bit of both? I can see you gettin’ real pouty if I say no again and it kindaaa breaks my heart.” He could barely explain or understand what he was feeling any time he was with her and standing here while drunk at a party probably wasn’t the best time to try and figure it out. 

She seemed to ramble on so casually and as he watched her lips he had to admit that he wasn’t sure he caught everything she was saying. He was little distracted and he tried not to make it too obvious so he made sure to lift his gaze back up to meet hers. “So...alright. One song. I think that should be enough to satisfy you, yeah?” he offered gesturing over to the stage area that, for now, was free of any performers. Peter assumed he had enough to drink to help him ignore how horrible he was going to be at this, and he was hoping the same went for all the guests in attendance. 

[missglenda]

it’s a wonderful life [ peter & glenda ]

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missglenda:

The trailers before the movie was usually one of Glenda’s favorite part and made her want to watch all of them by the end of it because they usually looked cool and she found something interesting in every single one of them, and she looked forward to that part so much, and yet this time she barely saw any of it because she was looking at Peter from the corner of her eyes the whole time, to see how he reacted, if he enjoyed it or not so far. He seemed to like what he saw and his comments at the end of each trailer brought a bigger and bigger smile on Glenda’s face.

When the movie started, she settled into her seat, determined to actually watch the movie instead of just being a creep and watch how Peter enjoyed the movie and how he reacted to certain scenes in the film, but she found herself looking over at him to see his reaction and if he liked what he saw or not.

She had her head turned a little to the side and her eyes on Peter to see his reaction when she reached into the bowl of popcorn and their hands brushed together and Glenda’s eyes widened and she quickly snapped her head back fully towards the screen and snatched her head out of the bowl and put it in her lap, her heart beating out of her chest and feeling the blush take over her entire face. “Sorry, sorry,” she mumbled along with Peter, but she didn’t dare look at him and suddenly found the darkness of the theater a real blessing.

Her fingers still tingled on the spot where his fingers brushed against hers and she couldn’t think of anything but that one second and even though she didn’t know what it meant, she wished it would have lasted longer, that they wouldn’t have snatched their hands away so quickly. She wished they wouldn’t have snatched their hands away at all. Not really sure how that sound has gone, with their hands brushing against each other in the popcorn bowl, but maybe if it didn’t happen in the popcorn bowl but out of it and it was intentional and they would just sort of hold hand, that would have been nice.

It took her about four seconds to realize what she was thinking about and what implications and conclusions it would bring about Peter and this movie date which really wasn’t a date at all, her mind just thought it was fun to play games with her about this and now she was silently panicking. She wanted to sneak a look at Peter but she also didn’t dare took her eyes off of the movie screen because what if he saw and misunderstood and alright, technically speaking he probably would understand it exactly as it is, but she didn’t want him to know anything because even she didn’t understand what was going on or what this was on her part.  Unless he kind of felt the same, because in that case this would be a different story, but would he have snatched his hand away so quickly if he did feel anything?

Oh gosh, this was stupid and confusing and awkward and she kind of both did and did not wish to know what he was thinking in that moment. But instead of asking him that, to break the awkwardness (was that even necessary, did he feel awkward at all or was that only her?), she leaned a bit to the side and whispered, “Are you— are you enjoying it so far?”

She really wanted to make sure that he was enjoying himself it seemed cause out of the corner of his eye he could see her paying more attention to him and his reactions as opposed to the trailers that he was so focused on. From the slight glance that he took Glenda’s way, she looked to be very happy with his current reactions.

Peter leaned over to her just before the film started and whispered, “You gotta keep your eyes on the screen or you’ll miss the film.” turning his head so he can look at her and see her reaction. She probably didn’t think that he could notice her watching him but he didn’t really mind it too much. He understood her desire to make sure he enjoyed something that she really liked so he was doing his best to have a good time, though it wasn’t very hard.

When the two of them had their hands brush together he was glad that they were shrouded in darkness in the theatre so that nobody saw that awkward exchange. Peter was feeling his heart race as he kept his head back against the seat and keeping his eyes and mind on the movie. It was difficult for him to keep his focus on what was happening though and he kept thinking about how soft her touch was and part of him wondering if he could risk another. Neither of them seemed to want to reach over for more popcorn after that though so he tried to shake the idea out of his brain and get back to the movie.

Glenda asked him if he was enjoying the movie as it progressed and the two of them moved on from the their slip up, or at least it seemed like they did. He honestly was unable to form an opinion from being so distracted but he couldn’t tell her that now could he? That would not go over well. “Yeah-yeah...it’s crazy how much woulda changed if he wasn’t born.” he answered sort of knowing what he was talking about but just barely.

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twistedmeadowes:

“I am not small, Peter.” Dorcas could hear the slight whine in her voice, but she also knew that she was on the small side. She was short, for sure, and she definitely lacked muscle mass. It was something she definitely needed to work on, building up that muscle. She wasn’t exactly sure why she needed it, but it would never hurt to have a little mass, to be a bit more imposing. Still, she laughed and took another sip of her drink before she offered the cup out to him. “Here, have a sip of mine as I get you to the kitchen.”

Her eyes darted around the room, bodies creating a wall, and she slipped her arm through Peter’s so that she didn’t lose him in the crowd, gave him a tug so she could shove her way through. “So we’re going to get you up on that stage to sing sometime tonight, right? I did it, I’ll probably do it again, if you stick around long enough.”

“What are ya talkin’ about? You could practically fit in my pocket.” He told her with a grin at her whining. It was very clear if you compared the two of them, there was denying how petite she was. Maybe he needed to lay off the cauldron cakes. 

With the offer of a sip of her drink, he bowed his head to her. “What a kind gesture. I guess it’s true what they say about how sweet drunk girls are.” he joked before taking the cup from her and taking a sip. It went down smoothly and it was definitely what he needed right about now.

“Me? Doing karaoke? You must be mad.” he replied with a snort as she pulled him along, weaving through the sea of people blocking their way to the kitchen. “I mean, I dunno maybe if ya get enough drinks in me but I happen to hold my liquor very well.” Peter spoke pretty proudly of that fact. He did not spend lots of time and effort honing his craft to end up drunkenly singing karaoke in front of all his peers. “But I have no problems watching you get up there, I’m sure it’ll be a hoot.”

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missglenda:

“Sounds like a perfect plan, yes, definitely not moving,” Glenda nodded as she watched Pete walk backward towards what was probably the kitchen and then disappear. She really did want to sing and she kind of wanted to see how long he would last and if she could convince him to sing, but at the same time, it seemed like singing was something he really didn’t want to do, and she didn’t want him to feel pressured into it. She wanted to have fun and now that he was getting them drink, she really hoped they could have fun together, but something they both would enjoy.

Half a minute after he disappeared, the song change and it was one of Glenda’s favorites and even though the person karaoke-ing it was pretty much butchering the song, Glenda started jumping around, dancing, singing along with the crowd from the top of her lungs. It was nearing the end of the song when in the mids of her jumping, she turned around and saw Pete approach with two cups in his hand and she grinned at him and continued jumping and dancing until the song actually ended, and only then she jumped in front of him, a little bit closer then intended but she didn’t realize that and beamed up at him happily. “Hi. You’re back.”

Peter maneuvered carefully through the crowd after grabbing their drinks and watched Glenda jumping around and dancing. He stopped in his tracks and a dopey smile spread across his face while he admired from afar. She looked so cute enjoying herself, was this even legal? Should he even be thinking about how cute she was, what was going on with him?

He had to chug most of his drink to actually have the courage to go back to her otherwise he’d just be staring from afar like a weirdo. “Hey-hi...yeah I’m back. Just uh, just like I said.” he stammered with an awkward chuckle as she came in front of him looking like a ray of sunshine. “Here you go.” he leaned back a little in an attempt to relieve some of the shyness he was feeling as he handed her the cup that he had been drinking from before realizing his mistake and handed her the full one. “You’re definitely having lots of fun it looks like...and, I mean I’m not saying I’ll do it just yet, but you think singing karaoke is going to be even more fun than this?”

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itsmefrank:

Pete,

Oh good. I’m glad. I hurled a rock at Atticus’s window to join me. That way we can both surprise her. Two blokes going to the films isn’t a weird thing right? I mean we’re together but not like together. We’re neighbours above all else.

I’m not really sure Pete. I mean they are our equals. They just have their balls up and no.. right. I feel bad for the girls forced to marriage or even dates really. They should have as much choice in their happiness than any of us. I wonder if there will ever be a pureblood revolt? The women take over and make all their men house elves? ..Do you think that could actually be possible in our lifetime?

Well. I’m no expert. Annie and I had a date and we just went on a walk in the forbidden forest. I mean that was my first date and last date so far. I’m quite horrid at dating? Well no I don’t think that would be considered a date unless she digs you. Do you think she digs you??

Maybe one day Pete. Maybe one day. If not you can always think about it and put yourself in a good mood right?

That sounds like a decent films. I mean, it shouldn’t be bad if it’s titled A Wonderful Life, right? Good luck mate. I mean if it ends up being a horror flick don’t be scared to hide your face behind the popcorn bag it’s ok.

Frank,

It shouldn’t be weird. It’s only weird if you make it weird. I’m sure she’ll appreciate the surprise. Or at the very least she won’t tell you guys to go away and that’s just as good.

Imagine that. That sure would be an interesting day wouldn’t it? I’d sure as hell believe something like that could happen. Ladies are tough, they go through some shit and most guys don’t make it any easier. I’d love to see the day they take over, granted as blokes we’d probably be right fucked if women took over and made us their house elves but I’d be okay with it.

I highly doubt that she digs me. Like, that is just very, very unlikely I wouldn’t even consider it. Besides I’m still rooting for her and James, but that boy has been very distracted lately. 

Yeah I mean I’m not expecting it to be bad or nothing though I’m not sure what to expect. I don’t go see a lot of films. Or any really. Both Annie and Glenda approve of it so I’m sure I’ll have nothing to worry about

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stalwart-shacklebolt:

Pete,

Keep that pride. It’s a good thing. I do know. We’ve actually got a tally going, update it every Prefect meeting. I’m certain Remus has seen it. You didn’t hear this from me, but I think one of your pranks is exactly what this castle needs.

Tell her to start practicing and it can definitely happen. My mum loves a good reason to foist baked goods on others. Plus, it’d be bloody fun to watch. Ah, you’re one of those kids. That was Clara. I, on the other hand, have done nothing wrong ever and am a shining example of a child.

The dogs and I’ll definitely have to pop by a park near you then. They’ll love the smells and you’ll love the dogs. Everyone wins, eh?

King,

That’s actually quite clever. I’m sure one day soon we’ll knock that tally back down to zero. I know I’ve said it a couple times with the way things have been lately but seeing as I’m not usually the brains of the operations it doesn’t get too far if the lads are busy.

She’s already started. I had to sadly admit to her that they are not on par with your mum’s just yet, but she will keep on trying. Would you expect any less from me though? And it’s no surprise there King, you’re always a perfect example for everything I’m not shocked that you’re the angel of the family.

Well I’ll look forward to it then, maybe I’ll let Sirius know about it too. He’s always been a dog person.

[missglenda]

it’s a wonderful life [ peter & glenda ]

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missglenda:

Glenda was red all over, though at this point she wasn’t sure if it was because of the almost fall and the general awkwardness she displayed in front of him, or the fact that he has his hand on her shoulder. It felt like that one spot was burning since the moment he was touching her in the best way possible, and she just sort of forced herself not to look down there and bring attention to it because it kind of seemed like he did it without realizing it and she wasn’t really sure what that meant or if that meant anything but it was nice and she didn’t really want him to stop it.

“I– you know– I am a really, really good actress,“ she stumbled on the words as she sent him a smile, trying to sound teasing but ending up more like she was just trying to cover her tracks, which was technically what she was doing but that really wasn’t the point. And then he took his hands back suddenly and it was all awkward again (did it even stop being awkward, really?) and she found herself pushing her hands into her pockets, mirroring his action because she just didn’t know what to do with her hands.

“I– yes, popcorn it is then. I– thank you. That is really nice of you,“ she smiled, thanking him for the offer. They ordered the food and with a bowl of popcorn in Peter’s hands and two cups of Coca Cola in Glenda’s they headed into the theater. The movie and the trailers didn’t start yet and they quickly found their seats and got comfortable, chatting kind of awkwardly, but still nicely about their holidays while they did that. When they both settled in, she clapped her hands together and turned to him with an excited grin. “Are you excited? It’s going to be so much fun.“ And just like clockwork, the theater got darker and the trailers started rolling.

“It’s nothin’.” He shrugged his shoulders, looking quite sheepish as she thanked him. That was how dates worked right? Wait, was he calling this a date now? Now he’s just thankful that he didn’t say that out loud or else he would have just bumped up the awkward factor of all of these even more. He was just overthinking things, that’s all. But that in itself was troubling because usually he barely thought at all.

He paid and followed Glenda into the theater with their snacks, doing his best to think of things to say as to not come across like an idiot. He was lucky that this was a movie so they didn’t have to talk for very long. They took their seats and Peter had to resist the urge to bounce his leg as a nervous reflex. Keeping the bowl of popcorn resting on his leg so it was between them was just enough so he wouldn’t be tempted but his other leg did fidget somewhat every now and again during awkward silences between their conversation.

“I mean, I guess so. This is all pretty exciting.” he replied, looking around them as the lights in the theater quickly dimmed and trailers began playing. He had to admit even the trailers were interesting. He was kind of hoping Glenda couldn’t see the look of awe on his face since the actual movie hadn’t even begun but every time he leaned over to whisper “that looked cool” or “I’d go see that” might have given it away. 

But then the movie did start and Peter was just so fascinated. He could barely take his eyes off the screen as he watched it, not really paying attention as his hands dipped into the popcorn bowl or reached over for his soda. He only really looked away from the film when he reached into the bowl and felt his fingers brush against Glenda’s for a quick second. He turned to her and pulled his hands out immediately whispering, “sorry, sorry ‘bout that.” under his breath.

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missglenda:

Glenda grinned happily because he might have not said yes right away, but he did say the eyes were working which she hoped would mean it was only a matter of time before he would agree. It was really cute though, how he tried to get out of it, but then again, he was really cute in general, so that was not surprising at all. Maybe it would have been better to just let it go and not embarrass herself in front of him with her voice, but it just seemed so much fun.

But then he offered the firewhiskey and she could still feel that one she has in her throat and it warming her entire body and kind of fueling her and it was such a good feeling and she could still try to convince him of the singing once he was back. She made a big show of thinking it over first, though, before she nodded. “Firewhiskey does sound fun, to be honest, it’d be so nice of you to bring us some but we’re definitely not done with me trying to convince you to karaoke.”

It seemed as though she was still set on the idea of karaoke but at least he was able to distract the thought even for a little bit. He was used to being stupid, embarrassing himself in front of people with the help of his friends. Maybe he would agree to it after a few more drinks but right now the thought of singing extremely off key and out of time in front of a group of people he’d have to see back at school soon was out of the question.

“Yeah, no I’ll go get us some. I’ll be right back.” he told her, slowly walking backwards as he backed away from her. “You just...just think about how much fun firewhiskey is, yeah? No thinking about songs or music or singing. None of that nonsense.” he told her, pointing at her with his empty drink in his hand. He was mostly joking because he doubted he’d be able to keep her mind off of this plan but maybe she would think he was just witty rather than an asshole. “I’ll be right back,” he repeated as a reminder, “so don’t move.”

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missglenda:

Technically Glenda didn’t see who she turned towards when she suggested karaoke, it was just an idea that hit her and figured she’d drag along whoever was closest, but then Peter was standing right in front of her and she couldn’t help not to beam up at him. She just couldn’t not smile whenever he was around. She wondered if he was standing there for a long time and she just didn’t notice and she really hoped he didn’t. She wouldn’t have wanted to seem rude or anything.

“Oh come on, Pete, please,“ she pleaded with him with what she hoped were the most unresistable puppydog eyes as she tilted her head to the side and leaned in a bit. “I doubt you ever make a fool of yourself, I’d say that is more me. And I am not that big of a singer either, and when I say that I mean I am sure nobody will like it, but everyone’s doing it and if we choose a good song, it could be so much fun!“

Why did girls have to have the insane power to control him with the power of adorable puppydog eyes? Especially Glenda and it wasn’t helping that she leaned in closer to him as well. He let out a soft chuckle as she begged and he continued to shake his head trying not to be tempted. “That just isn’t fair. That look that-it’s practically cheating ya know.” he pointed out, looking back over at her from the corner of his eye.

She had some good points, and he already hated the idea of disappointing her because who in the world would want to make Glenda sad? But that awkward feeling in his gut thinking of getting up there and looking stupid seemed to take over. “You know what’s a lot of fun? Firewhisky. Lots and lots of firewhisky. Everyones doing that too, that is my kinda fun. Maybe I should go get us some.” he commented, pointing back towards the direction of the kitchen. He wasn’t sure it would get him out of it but it was definitely worth a shot.

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missglenda:

Glenda was once again amazed and excited at yet another party, even though this one was so much different from the Black Gala she was at a week ago. The difference was palpable, really. While the gala was fancy and high class and everyone was just so… elite, at least from the looks of it, here people simply had fun and enjoyed themselves, no big fancy showing or anything, and even though she did enjoy the gala, she couldn’t deny that this was just more fun.

Somebody was karaoke-ing a song she couldn’t recognize, but it was kind of good and she was sort of moving to the left and then to the right, kind of swaying, kind of dancing, but really nothing showy, just something to the beat, and then an idea popped into her head. “Come on, karaoke a song with me!” she turned to the person standing next to her with an excited glint in her eyes. She wasn’t really good at it, but still, it could be fun.

Somehow it just happened that Peter gravitated towards Glenda's presence when he spotted her at the party. He glanced around the room, wondered if it would be weird if he walked over to her to say hi. She looked kind of adorable swaying to the music and he was hoping that he didn’t accidentally let that slip at all during the night of drinking. Finally he made the decision to walk over to her and attempting to greet her over the music and the drunken singing going on.

Peter looked at Glenda, eyes widened in surprise at her immediate proposition. “What? Oh no, no, no. No way. That...that is not gonna happen.” he replied, shaking his head before taking another swig of the drink in his hand. She looked so happy, so excited but Peter was on his way to getting plastered and was in no way a singer. “I know I make a fool of myself a lot but karaoke is where I draw the line.”

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twistedmeadowes:

“Cheers.” Dorcas knew how to enjoy a party. She’d gotten to Cattermole’s late, when the party was already pretty much in full swing, and had already started drinking. Of course she had. Fingers curled around the bottle in her hand as she clinked it against the one held by the person next to her, and then she took a long sip from it, eyes scanning, exploring the room. Cattermole definitely knew how to throw a party, that was for damn sure, and this was much more fun than the stuffy affairs she’d attended already this holiday season. 

Her eyes scanned the room for a moment, and she slipped away from the corner she’d been occupying, fully intending on making her way to the kitchen where she knew there were snacks, when her feet betrayed her and she stumbled into someone. “Shoot, sorry. Y’alright?” Her speech, slightly slurred, held a hint of amusement. She really shouldn’t be laughing at running into someone, but hell, it was a party. It was fun. 

Peter had waited until his dad was passed out (which to no surprise didn’t take long) before heading to the Cattermole party. He really enjoyed parties, all the drinking and bad decisions to be made were right up his alley but leaving home to go enjoy himself was a strange feeling. His mother practically had to throw him out the door to get him to go but he was sure it would be worth it.

When he walked through the door the party was already in full swing, people dancing, drinking and making out or doing all three at the same time. Peter did his best to make his way through all of it, feeling he needed to catch up on all the fun he was missing out on. As he wandered around in search of the kitchen he felt someone bump into him. He glanced down at Dorcas and chuckled at her drunken state. “Yeah, I’m good. You’re small so you didn’t do much damage.” he answered before eyeing the drink in her hand. “Where’d ya get that? I think I need to get on your level of drunk as soon as possible.”

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siriusly-bright:

“Hey,” Sirius drawled, pointing a tipsy finger at the person walking towards (or more likely past) him. “Blurry is a good look on you.”

“Blurry is actually my best look, thanks for noticing Pads.” He grinned as he put his hand on his friends shoulder. “You’re not tryna get me into one of Cattermoles specially marked hookup rooms with that compliment are ya?”

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mcrymac:

Peter, 

Do you want to tell me if he’s talked about any certain girls lately? Certain kisses being had? He hasn’t asked me to wear an ugly Christmas jumper, but that sounds like a delightful card. Please tell me he’s gotten you into one?

Mary,

I think I would have remembered if he told me about any girls he’s been kissing. He usually likes to do that in great detail to annoy the hell out of everyone. But I can’t say it’s happened recently, why do you ask?

And as of yet, he has yet to get me into one of those ugly jumpers but I’m pretty sure it will happen sooner rather than later.

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