Thankyou to Angel-of-vampires for this idea! I twisted it a little, but I reckon you'll like it. It's still the popular girl and Peter idea.
Musical reference, obviously.
Set in Marauder's fifth year, for the sake of it being set in that year. I like to make similarities in scenes between Harry, Ron and Hermione and the Marauders. I reckon you'll all find this one easily (because it's as easy to pick up as the musical reference).
7. Lovely Rita and Lucky Peter Her long golden hair waved behind her and her large, dark eyes glimmered beautifully as she floated with an air of effortless grace across the Entrance Hall on her slender, perfect legs. Rita O'Donoghue, a seventh year and the most popular and most beautiful girl at Hogwarts, some boys even said she was the most beautiful thing that had ever walked the floors of the Hogwarts castle. When she entered the Entrance Hall after lunch, every single boy turned their heads to stare at Rita's beauty. Rita, however, was completely oblivious to their attention, focussed only on one person there.
Peter Pettigrew was, as pretty much every girl at Hogwarts agreed on, the most unpopular and the most unattractive boy at Hogwarts. Peter had dawdled out of the Great Hall full from lunch. He stopped to see what everyone was looking at. There she was, the most beautiful, most wonderful, most graceful girl at Hogwarts. Rita was striding right up to him, looking him straight in the eyes. Peter's insides began squirming uncomfortably and he gulped.
"H - h - hi, Rita," stuttered Peter.
"Hi, Peter" Rita said with a smile.
His insides went soaring. She knew his name! Oh what a joy this was!
"H - how are y - you, Rita?" Peter asked her wringing his hands nervously.
"I'm great!" replied Rita. "Actually, Peter, I was going to ask if you wanted to go out with me."
Peter made a funny strangling noise and stuttered something. Rita waited patiently.
"Y - yes," Peter finally managed to say.
Rita smile breathlessly. "Cool," she said, "I'll see you in class then." And she turned away and walked back down the Hall.
Everybody's jaw had dropped and all eyes were now on Peter who stood there wondering if that had just happened.
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Earlier that day
Sirius observed himself in the bathroom mirror.
"Is anyone going to tell me what we're doing in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom with a cauldron of Polyjuice Potion and why on earth Padfoot is wearing girl's Hufflepuff robes?" Remus stared from James to Sirius. "Are you wearing heels?"
"They do wonders for my legs," said Sirius pulling back the robes to reveal one of his legs.
Remus slapped a hand to his forehead. "Dear God," he said turning away.
"Is it ready yet, Prongs?" Sirius asked James, now strutting around the bathroom in a very feminine manner.
"Yeah, we just need to add her hair now," James said.
"Her hair? Whose hair?" Remus asked. "What the hell is going on?"
"We told you before, Moony," said Sirius with a hand on his hip and the other waving about, "We're playing a joke on Wormtail. He's going to think Rita O'Donoghue had asked him out."
"That's pretty cruel," said Remus.
"It's all for a laugh," said James.
"See, we're using Polyjuice - "
"If you're using Polyjuice then how're you gonna get Rita's DNA?" asked Remus.
"Moony, I have been voted by the girls of Hogwarts as the hottest boy in the school. I even beat you two," said Sirius. "It's obvious how I got some of her hair - I snogged her and did a run for it." He waved a test tube with several long golden hairs in it.
"I was voted for?" said Remus, completely ignoring the second remark, highly interested in the first.
"Yeah, you got second - "
"He beat me?" asked James.
"By like one vote," said Sirius. He looked James and Remus up and down. "I can understand why."
Remus and James gave each other looks that clearly showed disturbance.
Sirius was now ladling Potion into a goblet.
"Remember you don't need much," James reminded him.
"Yeah, yeah," said Sirius. He dropped the long golden hairs into the flask and the Potion turned a pretty pearlescent white. "Cheers!" said Sirius, and he took a mouthful of Potion. Sirius's features began to change, his hair went lighter and grew down his back and his body became more shapely and curvy. "Wow," said Sirius admiring Rita's body, batting his eyelashes and pouting his lips, "she's got a pretty good body." Sirius turned to James and Remus and said "how do I look boys?"
"Like Rita," said Remus obviously. "But her legs are so much better."
Sirius looked offended. James high-fived Remus.
"I'll have you know, Moony, that my legs are damn fine," said Sirius with his hands on his hips. All three of them laughed.
"Hey, Padfoot, lunch is almost over," said James who had just checked his watch. "You better get going."
"Right," said Sirius. He took one last look at himself in the mirror. "See you later boys!" he said and strutted out of the bathroom.
"Damn," said James after Sirius had strutted out of the bathroom.
"James!"
"Hey! Technically it's Rita's body," said James defensively.
Remus peered out the bathroom door to see Sirius as Rita striding down the corridor with an effortless air of grace. "Damn," he agreed.
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At Dinner
Everything was back to normal. Except maybe Sirius who still had an odd habbit of flinging his head around thinking that a sheet of golden hair was going to flow about his shoulders. And Peter who seemed to be bouncing up and down uncontrollably on the spot where he sat.
"For God's sake Wormtail," said James, shifting down the bench a little. "What on earth has gotten into you?"
"R - r - r - r - r... " Peter stuttered, staring into nothing dazedly.
"Rita?" offered Remus absent mindedly. He was attacking his steak and cut it open. "Medium rare again," he muttered angriliy, "they know I like it very rare."
"Rita," repeated Peter dreamily.
"What about Rita?" asked Sirius, who seemed to be the only one interested in the conversation.
"She - she asked me out," said Peter, still dazed.
James snorted and Sirius tried not to laugh.
"Oh really now?" asked Sirius, trying not to sound surprised and to keep a straight face.
"Yes," said Peter, "after lunch."
"I don't believe it," said James with a smirk.
"Oh you should," said Peter, nodding. "Everyone saw it."
"Prove it," said Sirius. "She's right behind you, talk to her."
Peter sat up straighter and turned around quickly, sure enough seeing that beautiful sheet of golden hair. He stared at the back of Rita's head breathlessly.
"Well go on then," urged Sirius.
Peter extended a stubby finger and tapped Rita's shoulder. She turned around.
"Yes?" she said.
"Hi, Rita," said Peter.
A very confused look crossed Rita's face as she looked at Peter. She turned to her friend beside her and whispered something. They both shrugged.
"I don't think I know you," said Rita.
Peter looked confused. Hadn't she known his name that afternoon? "It's me, Peter."
Rita raised an eyebrow. "I don't know you."
"But - !" Peter started, but Rita had already turned away and was chatting with her friends again.
Peter sat opening and closing his mouth while he turned back to his friends, who's faces seemed steady (even though they all had muscles twitching in the corners of their mouths).
"Suppose I was dreaming," Peter said gloomily. "But it seemed so real..."
"Better luck next time, Peter," said James patting him on the back. "Still, you've always got us. And our legs are almost as good as hers."
Hope you enjoyed that! I'm pretty sure Rita will make a few more appearances.
