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Sorry it's been ages, I couldn't decide whether to age him up a bit, or not. I'll save that for next chapter, so all those of you enjoying little Peter, Sorry. Well, I'll update as soon as I can, but that may or may not be very soon. Sorry that it's short, plese review.
Standard disclaimers apply, or did you think I bought out JK Rowling in the last 2 weeks?
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Peter got up from the table and walked around the hall to the exit, or the entrance, depending on which way you were going. He suddenly realized, however, that he had no idea where he was going. Seeing an older boy with Black robes with a red lion patch who was rounding up the first years, he ran over and followed him up to the dorms. They walked up the first flight of stairs, when suddenly it changed directions! Peter's eyes grew wide as he dug his fingernails in the banister, as if afraid to fall off the stairs. He slowly let go of the Polished wood railing and relaxed his strained eyelids. Pausing for a moment to test if the stairs were going to spin around again, He slowly walked up the stairs along with all of the rest of the students, winding around corriders to a portrait of a large woman decked out in pink, which made her look even larger.
"Password!" the overlarge woman in pink said."
"Facta non verba." Said the older boy, expectantly looking at the portrait. She waved her hand and bowed them, as the portrait swung open. They walked in a few steps, and came on to a grand room with high ceilings, brilliant red velvety couches lined with gold piping, and two identical crackling fire places.
"Wicked…." He heard someone, perhaps James or Sirius, say.
"This is the Gryffindor Common Room, both girls and boys of all years are allowed to be in here, and to the left are the dormitories, Boys are not allowed in the girls dormitories, and vice versa. However, precautionary measures have been taken in preventing boys from getting into girls dormitories. The older boy, who he had heard Remus tell someone was the Head Boy with a trying line about "Hogwarts, a History," said with a slight smile.
"Damn it, we'll never get anything past a guy who thinks it's funny that guys aren't allowed in girls' dorms." Sirius said to James, who gave a slight laugh, but not too loudly a to not disturb the "Stick in the mud."
"I don't know, with you here Sirius, I'd be more worried about girls sneeking into GUYS' dormitories." James replied, looking semi serious while Sirius made a gagging face.
"It's that Black Family charm. Both a blessing, and a curse." Sirius said with a shrug, while James continued to laugh mirthfully.
"I wish someone would curse ME then!" James replied, still laughing histerically
"I'll hex you if you like!" Sirius brandished his wand, and started jumping around like Zorro, a character from one of Peter's favorite childhood television series.
"No, I think if I wanted ANYONE to hex me, I'd have Lupin do it, because he'd at least get the hex right."
"That hurts, James."
"It should." James stuck his tongue out at Sirius and then stared at him silently for a moment before bursting out into a very raucous fit of laughter. The Head Boy turned to look at them, and stiffened.
"I would expect more of a concern for school rules from a Black." He said looking down on Sirius from the bottom of his eyes.
"Well I'd expect more of a concern for a black eye if I were you." Sirius muttered under his breath, and Peter was surprised by his disrespect.
"What was that?" Said the Head Boy, nose in the air.
"Oh, It was nothing!" He replied cheerfully, but adding in a much softer undertone, "you great pillock."
"Detention, Mr. Black."
"You can't give me detention!"
"Actually, as Head Boy, I can give you detention."
"Lousy git." Sirius muttered to James before turning to Remus and Peter.
"You kind of deserved it, mate." Remus said, shrugging at Sirius.
"But isn't it only the teachers who can give detentions?" Peter asked, joining the conversation.
"Nope, he just said the prefects and the Head Students can do it too, but only teachers can deduct house points."
"House points?"
"Weren't you listening? Dumbledore said something about it right after the feast. They're like, points you can get when you do well, and you can lose them when you break the rules."
"Oh. Did he deduct any house points?"
"No, Peter, he CAN'T deduct house points, because he's not a teacher, got it?"
"Got it." Peter replied, feeling a little bit stupid.
Remus, Sirius, and James ran up stairs to the boys dormitory, claiming the first three beds for themselves, James in the bed more towards the middle of the wall, and Remus and Sirius on either end, and Peter chose the bed near Remus, who was the most patient with him. It was getting late, so Peter changed into his pajamas, brushed his teeth, and got into bed, and was kept up quite late by Sirius and James playing some variant of "flash light tag" with their wand tips, probably the only spell Remus had bothered to teach them. Then, of course, Remus put a stop to the fun, because he was eager to get to his studies tomorrow morning refreshed and ready. Peter turned on his radio, which wasn't properly working because it was Hogwarts grounds after all, and it produced a steady stream of static, lulling him to sleep.