Peter Pettigrew: Revisited

Chapter 1

What were to happen if Peter Pettigrew's betrayal hadn't happened?

This is my first fanfiction, so any reviews would be great. J I do not own Harry Potter, the only thing I own is my OC. I'll try to post at least once a week with a new chapter. Enjoy!

I got to go or else I'll be late meeting my friends! Peter Pettigrew thought, running through the halls of Hogwarts. He was due to meet the other Marauder's at the willow tree by the lake and as always, he was running late.

Just as he passed the Charms classroom, he rounded the corner and BAM! "Ugh…that hurt," Peter muttered, rubbing his posterior which had taken the brunt of the fall. "I'm sorry, I didn't see you. Let me help you with those," he continued, noticing that the girl he ran into had already started gathering her things. As he handed her a stack of books and some parchment, he looked up at her for the first time. A small gasp escaped his lips as he took in her appearance. The girl was a fifth year Ravenclaw, the same year as him, but he had never seen her before. Her long brown hair framed her delicate face perfectly, pushed back with a simple black headband. Her eyes, however, are what caught Peter's attention straightaway. They were the most magnificent shade of blue he had ever seen. He nearly dropped the books he had picked up as she spoke in a soft but sure voice, "Thank you for your help, Peter. I'm sorry I got in your way in the way of your destination." Smiling at him, she took the books from him, purposely ignoring the flush of his cheeks as she strode past him. Peter, noticing she was leaving, stammered, "wa- wait. I-I'm the one who ran in-into you. Are-are you all right?"

"I'm fine, Peter, just a bit late for class now. I'll see you in Transfiguration," she called over her shoulder, glancing back at his flushed face with a small smile. With that, she disappeared into the Charms classroom. Peter, transfixed with her backside momentarily forgot why he was there in the first place. Cursing, he ran on his way again to meet his friends.

"Oi, Wormtail, you're late!" Sirius Black shouted as Peter approached them, breathless. "Sorry, mate, had a run in outside the Charms classroom. Books went flying everywhere and I just had to help her, charming gentleman I am," he replied, still panting from the exertion of running across the castle. "Oh, really then? Was she at least pretty?" Sirius taunted, attempting to get a rise out of his shy friend. Peter's cheeks flushed instantly, and he mumbled into the ground about how pretty the girl was. "Hey, Prongs, looks like Wormtail fancies her! Imagine that," Sirius continued, his annoyance from Peter's tardiness forgotten.

James Potter jumped down from a branch in the willow tree, landing gracefully next to Sirius, and replied, "Aren't you going to tell us who it is, Wormtail dear boy? We won't tease you…too much." Peter quietly responded, "I don't know her name. She's a Ravenclaw though."

"A Ravenclaw, huh? That's a bit too smart of a girl for you, eh, Wormtail?" Sirius joked.

Peter glared at Sirius, taking a swipe at his head to silence him, but Sirius deftly dodged the hand. Remus Lupin, the final of the Marauders, barely glanced from his book as he called, "Wasn't there some prank you wanted us here for, Pads? I'm assuming that's why you called us to gather here on this blustery day."

"Indeed I did!" Sirius proclaimed. "The idea I had was we make an epic spectacle of the Great Hall, to show our support for the upcoming Quidditch match. We could make all the dishware sing the Gryffindor motto any time it's touched. Ooh or we could get llamas to paint all over the hall with Gryffindor colors! Think of all of the possibilities boys!" Sirius was excitedly pacing back and forth, unable to contain the energy building up inside of him. James immediately jumped on the idea, adding other suggestions, while Peter just encouraged them both by telling them how brilliant they were. Remus allowed this to continue for some time, but once the idea of showering half of the hall in red and gold paint while the student body was at dinner was proposed, he calmly stated, "and how are you going to pull this off without McGonagall blowing a complete gasket? She may be supportive of the Quidditch team, but I doubt she'd let you make a giant mess of the Great Hall. Perhaps something on a smaller scale, one that's less destructive to our place of eating?"

"Oh, Moony, you're such a killjoy," Sirius complained. "But you do have a point. Can you imagine the horror if McGonagall withholds our eating privileges?" Peter nodded wholeheartedly in agreement, and then stated, "We all know how much you love your bacon, Padfoot. It'd be a crime in and of itself if that was taken away from you. You'd go completely rabid!" He cackled as Padfoot swatting at his head, which he managed to dodge most of, only getting a brief tap to the head. James suggested, "Well I think we should still do a prank of epic proportions in the Great Hall, but maybe it'd be better in the foyer? That way many people will see it but McGonagall can't ban us from eating, and if it's brilliant enough we'll get so much love from our fellow students."

"Perhaps a mural would be acceptable," Remus suggested, his mouth turning upwards into a small smile. "Brilliant!" Sirius cried, "But all of us are rubbish at art. Maybe we could get that girl from Transfiguration to help us?" James shook his head, "Nah, it'd have to be us. We don't need somebody else telling us how to show our colors. Besides, I doubt she'd help, if I'm thinking who you're thinking."

Peter asked, "Why wouldn't she? We're the Marauders, we're adored by all!" He emphasized his point by pretending to be an adoring fan wanting Sirius and James' autographs, doing his best impression of a star-struck fan.

"Because, Wormtail, the girl we're thinking of is a Ravenclaw. The match is Gryffindor vs. Ravenclaw, remember? I doubt we'd be able to get her to help us, even if Sirius were to put on his flirtatious charm for her," James replied, affectionately putting his arm around Sirius and ruffling his hair. Sirius, in turn, wiggled out of his grasp and responded with, "And she's too much of a teacher's pet, she puts Lily Evans to shame. Bloody brilliant artist, though. Besides, my charm has yet to work on her yet, even if she is insanely gorgeous. Those blue eyes could stop pegasi from flying in the sky, they're so intense!" Sirius mimed getting a heart attack, with all the dramatics that go along with it. Peter, entranced by the description of the girl, questioned, "What else does she have, besides blue eyes and a striking figure? Anything else of note?"

"Well, she's got brown hair that falls perfectly, no matter how her hair is, although she usually has it in a headband. And there's always drawings on her books and papers, which is how I know she's a brilliant artist," Sirius sighed, musing in her beauty. Peter, excited now that he might be able to find out his mystery girl, asked quietly, "What's her name? I think I've seen her around, but I can't remember her name…" Sirius and James, bored of the topic, had started to play with a Snitch that James had stolen and completely ignored Peter's question. Peter's face fell as he realized that they were not going to help him anymore, but started a bit when Remus answered his question: "Her name is Silver Sullivan. She's a half-blood and a very talented witch. I'm surprised she didn't get picked for prefect though. She'd be great, but Dumbledore has his reasoning for his choices. Why does she interest you so much?" Peter avoided Remus's eyes and averted the question by asking what he planned on having for dinner tonight. Remus quirked an eyebrow and looked up at Peter with a bemused expression on his face. "You think the girl you ran into outside the Charms class today is the Silver, don't you?" Peter hesitated, but then nodded. "A fair belief, but if you want true confirmation I suppose we could keep an eye out for her tomorrow during class."

Peter smiled broadly and nodded enthusiastically. "If you would please not mention to James or Sirius about this, I'd appreciate it. They'd tease me mercilessly if they knew." Remus just nodded and returned to his book. James and Sirius continued planning pranks while Peter enthusiastically encouraged them, occasionally pitching his own ideas just to have them be rejected for one reason or another. They spent the rest of the afternoon like this, laughing and joking with each other. Remus had left in the midst of one of Sirius's stories, muttering about not wanting to miss Ancient Runes.