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Acne
Peter woke up one morning nearly halfway through his first year at Hogwarts in a cheerful mood. The weather had been pretty mild that year, he was ahead in most of his homework, and it was Friday.
Walking to the bathroom, he noticed that James and Sirius were still sleeping. Remus must have gone down to breakfast already. He quickly took his shower, and headed over to the sinks. Looking in the mirror, he stared in shock. There was something on his face. This ugly thing stood out like a sore thumb on his left cheek. Upon further inspection, he realized what it was.
It was a zit.
He was completely mortified. In addition to that, he had no idea how to conceal it. Girls knew what to do concerning these things. Sighing, Peter continued on with his morning ritual.
Walking down to breakfast, he hoped no one would notice. Unfortunately, that was not so.
"You've got something on your face, Pete," Sirius said after they all had finished eating breakfast.
Peter wiped a hand over his mouth, thinking that's what Sirius was referring to. It was common knowledge amongst everyone that Peter Pettigrew was a messy eater and often had crumbs all over his clothes.
"Is it gone?" Peter asked, wiping a second time.
"Uh no it's not mate," Sirius said staring at him oddly.
"What is that on your face?" James asked, staring at his plump friend intently.
Peter remained silent, now completely embarrassed.
"It's a zit!" Sirius said in surprise.
"Aw mate, that's disgusting!" James said, slightly leaning away from Peter.
James and Sirius made their way to their first class, no doubt making fun of their acne-riddled friend. Remus stayed behind with Peter and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Maybe Madame Pomfrey will know what to do about getting rid of them," Remus said quietly. Remus was the most sympathetic of the group and had the decency to not call out Peter's zit.
Peter nodded in agreement before catching up to his fellow Marauders.
At the end of the day, Peter took a visit to the Hospital Wing. Madame Pomfrey made a huge fuss about it, not keeping quiet about it at all. To his dismay, all of the current patients in the Hospital Wing now knew about his predicament.
A fairly long time later, Peter left the Wing bright red and extremely embarrassed. He hastily tucked the jar of acne creme into his book bag and hurried back to the Gryffindor common room as soon as possible.
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