BUTHE REASON/U/B
Note: I don't own any of these characters, etc, etc. This is based on a private joke between my friends, aka "The Marauders," and "Peter" not wanting to be Peter anymore. Long story. But it's funny, and it's a joke, so don't take it seriously. Siriusly. Whatever.
He stared at his reflection, all the more convinced as to his true identity. He was not Peter Pettigrew. His family, that's what they had called him. Peter. To his friends, he was Wormtail. But he knew that he was not Peter, he was not Wormtail.
"Peter?" he heard Sirius's voice ask from outside the dormitory. "You up here?"
"Don't come in!" Peter called. "I'm -- I'm not decent!"
"Aw, I've seen you starkers before, you big baby, I just need a bit of -- " Sirius stopped in mid-sentence.
Peter whirled around, the fabric swishing as he did so. Sirius stood in the doorway, his eyes wide.
"Peter, what in the -- "
"Don't call me Peter anymore, Sirius."
Sirius continued to stare incredulously. "Pete, I think you need help. Let me go get Madam Pomfrey."
"Don't call me Peter anymore," Peter repeated. "Call me . . . call me Ginny."
"Hey, Padfoot, is Peter coming downstairs?"
"James, you'd better get up here, quick!"
"Why? What is it?"
"Peter's wearing a dress and insisting I call him Ginny!"
"WHAT?!" James came stumbling up the stairs, and ungracefully collided with Sirius on the landing. "PETER, WHAT IN THE NAME OF MERLIN ARE YOU DOING?!"
"I'm Ginny," Peter sniffed insistently, smoothing out the wrinkles of his dress.
"MOOOOOOOOOOOOOONY!" Sirius and James yelled in unison.
"Sod off, I'm in the middle of my Transfiguration essay!" came Remus's voice from the Common Room.
"Get up here, quick! It's an emergency!" James's eyes were widening with every word.
"Honestly," Remus grumbled, trudging up the stairs. "This had better be good, I was on a roll with that -- " Remus did a double-take. "Peter, what in the world are you doing in Lily's dress?"
"My name is Ginny. And it's not Lily's, it's mine. I bought it with my own money."
"Oh, no," Remus moaned, covering his face with his hands. "Peter, WHY?!"
"Ginny," Peter corrected him. "And I did it because this is who I really am."
"What you really are?!" Sirius repeated, his face turning purple. "You're really a transvestite?"
"No. I'm really Ginny, trapped inside Peter's body."
"Who the hell is Ginny?" James demanded to know.
"My true essence."
Remus snorted. "Your true essence is a girl? No wonder . . . "
"I'm beautiful," Peter insisted, twirling in his dress in wide circles. "And I'm Ginny. Get used to it, Marauders. This is who I really am."
Which is why Peter ended up duct-taped to a chair for three days until he promised to not let his alter-ego "Ginny" resurface again. And it's a wonder why he betrayed them . . .
Note: I don't own any of these characters, etc, etc. This is based on a private joke between my friends, aka "The Marauders," and "Peter" not wanting to be Peter anymore. Long story. But it's funny, and it's a joke, so don't take it seriously. Siriusly. Whatever.
He stared at his reflection, all the more convinced as to his true identity. He was not Peter Pettigrew. His family, that's what they had called him. Peter. To his friends, he was Wormtail. But he knew that he was not Peter, he was not Wormtail.
"Peter?" he heard Sirius's voice ask from outside the dormitory. "You up here?"
"Don't come in!" Peter called. "I'm -- I'm not decent!"
"Aw, I've seen you starkers before, you big baby, I just need a bit of -- " Sirius stopped in mid-sentence.
Peter whirled around, the fabric swishing as he did so. Sirius stood in the doorway, his eyes wide.
"Peter, what in the -- "
"Don't call me Peter anymore, Sirius."
Sirius continued to stare incredulously. "Pete, I think you need help. Let me go get Madam Pomfrey."
"Don't call me Peter anymore," Peter repeated. "Call me . . . call me Ginny."
"Hey, Padfoot, is Peter coming downstairs?"
"James, you'd better get up here, quick!"
"Why? What is it?"
"Peter's wearing a dress and insisting I call him Ginny!"
"WHAT?!" James came stumbling up the stairs, and ungracefully collided with Sirius on the landing. "PETER, WHAT IN THE NAME OF MERLIN ARE YOU DOING?!"
"I'm Ginny," Peter sniffed insistently, smoothing out the wrinkles of his dress.
"MOOOOOOOOOOOOOONY!" Sirius and James yelled in unison.
"Sod off, I'm in the middle of my Transfiguration essay!" came Remus's voice from the Common Room.
"Get up here, quick! It's an emergency!" James's eyes were widening with every word.
"Honestly," Remus grumbled, trudging up the stairs. "This had better be good, I was on a roll with that -- " Remus did a double-take. "Peter, what in the world are you doing in Lily's dress?"
"My name is Ginny. And it's not Lily's, it's mine. I bought it with my own money."
"Oh, no," Remus moaned, covering his face with his hands. "Peter, WHY?!"
"Ginny," Peter corrected him. "And I did it because this is who I really am."
"What you really are?!" Sirius repeated, his face turning purple. "You're really a transvestite?"
"No. I'm really Ginny, trapped inside Peter's body."
"Who the hell is Ginny?" James demanded to know.
"My true essence."
Remus snorted. "Your true essence is a girl? No wonder . . . "
"I'm beautiful," Peter insisted, twirling in his dress in wide circles. "And I'm Ginny. Get used to it, Marauders. This is who I really am."
Which is why Peter ended up duct-taped to a chair for three days until he promised to not let his alter-ego "Ginny" resurface again. And it's a wonder why he betrayed them . . .