Red Vines- 6th year
Peter's POV
Just a normal day around the castle-or as close to normal as it can be. We were in the Great Hall eating breakfast. I had French toast with syrup and bacon, Sirius had bacon and syrup, James had pancakes and sausage, and Remus was eating chocolate covered bacon and chocolate chip pancakes.
And I thought that wolfs couldn't eat chocolate…
Then we headed to charms with the Ravenclaws. We were learning about house work spells. I was trying to clean dishes with Sirius, Remus was trying to cook a meal, and James was trying to get Lily to go out with him by impressing her with dusting his desk. He was failing miserably.
In divination, I was supposed to die by my own hand. I don't know why I would kill myself though. James was going to marry a dangerous redhead, good thing Lily isn't in this class. Sirius was going to be blamed for something he didn't do. Remus had the worst, he was going to be left alone for years, and when one friend came back, he would see him die in the first battle of a war. Professor DiMaggio is officially my least favorite professor at Hogwarts.
Last class of the day: double potions with the Slytherins. We were working on a love potion. Mine was an olive green instead of the flamingo pink it should have been. James' was worse than mine with a pumpkin orange swirled with ghost white. Snape was snickering at him while his perfect potion was heating.
Of, course James just had to vow vengeance.
We ran in to Snape later that day.
"Well, it's Potter and his little gang," Snape sneered.
"Well, it's Snape and his nothings," James mocked him.
"You aren't going to hex me today," He said.
"Transfiguro red vines!" James yelled.
Snape's hair turned to…
"Wormy, stop eating his hair," Sirius said.
"Oops," I said. His hair had turned to red vines-looking things. The weird thing was that they tasted weird.
"So Peter," Remus said, "what did his hair taste like? Greasy?"
Who know he could be a prankster?
"It sort of tasted like sour grapes with no grease," I said.
"Sour grapes, hmmm," said James.
"Snivellous is getting kind of old," Sirius joined in.
"And we could use the sour grape taste to make a new nickname," said Remus.
"Like… Sour Grape Snape!" I ended.
"Not the best name," said James, "but it will do."
That is why Snivellous turned into Sour Grape Snape.
This was more AVPS than canon, but I was watching the musical last night. I'm sorry this is 2 days late. This chapter is dedicated to The scratch of quills. She is another real life friend of mine. Prompts will always be welcome…
Emily/guest- Thank you! A review just makes my day. The prompt about them making the marauders' map is great, but I think it would have taken them months to complete. I might edit it a little bit, but I will do my best.
