Sirius Black and the Quest for Sugar
Moony plot and JK's stuff.
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Chapter 5
I was skipping happily to the Great Hall chanting "NO TEACHER DICTATORSHIP" – wait – skipping? Ok, maybe not. I don't skip. Anyways, I was driving Jamesie crazy and he finally butted in by saying, "Ready for your next task Sirius?"
I stopped my chant. Sure I was ready!
"Yeah, duh..."
And then James grinned wickedly and whispered it in my ear.
"You've got to idolize Peter for 24 hours, but show it, like really idolize him, or you fail this task."
"WHAT?" I yelped and leapt away. Idolize PETER? How could I do THAT? I mean, sure, washing Snape's hair had seemed hard, but I KNEW this one was out of question. I mean – who would idolize someone like PETER?
I planned to find some sugar – and soon.
Only I didn't. I almost got to eat some chocolate Jon Patil offered me, but Remus came along and took it and ate it himself. Grr... And so the next morning, I found myself facing 24 hours of Peter idolization – and it had to be good.
I rolled out of bed and wrenched the curtains open. Peter was still snoring. Good. I tiptoed quietly down to breakfast and left him sleeping. James and Remus were already eating.
"Hi guys," I said cheerfully.
"You ready to do the task when Peter wakes up?" James asked.
"No."
James grinned evilly, and I felt like taking that piece of syrup-covered toast he was eating and smacking it in his evilly cheery face. Grr... and then Peter came down. He was looking really nervous and such, and James caught my eye with a wink. So began the idolatry of Peter Pettigrew.
"Guys! I have a problem, I think I left my essay somewhere when I was doing it in the Common Room yesterday and now I can't find it! McGonagall's gonna kill me! Can you please help me find it?"
Just wonderful... my first idolizing task would be writing Peter's essay.
James just laughed, "I reckon it's in your bag Peter, where it's usually at."
Peter turned red, but said hotly, "No, I already checked my bag three times."
"Don't worry Peter, Transfiguration isn't until after lunch, you'll have plenty of time to find it," Remus said.
I took a deep breath then began, "Oh Peter! You lost your essay? Never fear dear Peter! I'll write an essay for you! Or I'll blame it on me, so you won't get a detention, we can't BEAR you getting a detention."
Peter looked at me with arched eyebrows.
"Stop it Sirius, it's not funny."
"What ever do you mean? None of your problems are ever funny! They are very serious and we must fix it right away!"
I glanced at James who was laughing silently. Peter glared at me.
"James, what stupid prank are you guys trying to play on me?"
"Why ever would I play a prank on you? You're Peter, so wise, so smart, so attractive. I'd DIE to be you."
"Fine, play this stupid prank," he said angrily and sat down.
Meanwhile, I rummaged in my bag for a piece of parchment and a quill.
"I'll make your essay top notch Peter, so you'll get a O on it!"
Peter looked at the quill in my hand and the parchment and he seemed to perk up.
"You – you – you really are doing this Sirius?"
"Of course I would, why wouldn't I? If you received a detention from McGonagall, that would be really horrible, now..."
And I finished the essay. It wasn't an O, but it was a good E, which would be good for Peter, since he almost always got Ds on his papers. I forced a grin and handed the essay to Peter.
"All done Peter! I say this is good enough for an E! Now you needn't worry about your lost essay!"
Peter was really happy, I don't think he had ever had someone worship him before...
And then he said, "Sirius, do you think you could do all my homework for me?"
Double homework... great... James was going to pay. I couldn't believe all this I was going through, but it would be worth it in the end. The thought of sugar was all that kept me going.
"Yes of course Peter! I'd gladly do it, you need to rest instead of doing everything! Now, why not eat some toast, I'll pour the syrup for you, go on now!"
Syrup? That had sugar... Just as I reached the syrup bottle, James noticed and took it himself.
"Allow me Peter, Sirius might take the risk of eating the sugar," and he poured it over Peter's toast. James and Remus had too catchy eyes.
During potions...
"Now pair up please, we will be mixing a Shrinking Solution."
I looked at James and he shook his head and pointed at Peter. Oh yeah. Idolatry. I smiled sweetly and looked at Peter, "Peter, do you want to be my partner?"
Peter looked really shocked. His mouth dropped and his eyes bugged out.
"Oh – oh but you don't have to, it's just that, well, I thought it would be cool, you know, if I actually got to work with Peter Pettigrew. But if you don't want to you know..."
Peter managed to speak.
"Of course I want to, but don't you want to work with James or Remus rather than me?"
Um... duh... if it weren't for the sugar, I wouldn't be doing your homework and asking to be your partner in the first place, I thought. But of course, I had to get sugar. I was going to die.
"Of course not! Who would rather work with James when they have an opportunity to work with you?"
And so we received a D on our potion. Hoorah.
This Peter idolizing was really bad. By the end of the day, I was to do Peter's homework, go a D on my Shrinking Solution, got bitten by a Mandrake, had to be Peter's bodyguard, and be his practical slave.
And THEN at dinner, I took the last treacle fudge without James and Remus noticing, and it would have been sugar, but... "Sirius, I want more treacle fudge."
"Oh, well, you can take mine Peter, sorry about taking the last one when you want it. Please forgive me Peter!"
Back in the dormitory... it was... "Sirius, I can't iron my pants, can you iron my pants?"
It was really hard to keep smiling. I was never an iron person either. I burned by fingers when my Mum made me do it. At the moment I felt like smacking him.
"Of course Peter! We can't risk YOUR fingers being burned! If mine are burned, it doesn't matter, so long as your fingers are safe!" – Not.
And I managed to burn my hand. James was going to pay. But hey – look on the bright side, at least Peter was stupid enough not to think of the real possibilities he had – like drinking Veritaserum and having him question me. That would be a pain-killer.
I went to bed with a throbbing hand and a stinging Mandrake bite and not enough treacle fudge. As if THAT wasn't enough, James' deal was 24 hours and I still had the 8 hours we sleep every night... at 3 am it was...
"Sirius, I'm hungry."
And you know how much I hate to be waken up. I almost felt like killing him. But James' stupid deal was holding me back.
"Of course Peter, I'll get some of my chocolate frogs."
I wished not. My chocolate frog stash was my pride, but it was the only food accessible right now and I wanted to go back to sleep. I threw the frogs at him.
"Ouch!"
"Oh sorry Peter! I'm really sorry! I didn't mean to! I hope you forgive me! Please Peter please?"
And then I rolled over snoring again. Yay. 24 hours of idolatry were OVER. But the next morning, Peter's says, "Sirius I forgot to do my astronomy essay."
I smiled and said, "Well I'll gladly do it for you."
But I didn't really write it. What I actually did was dig into his bag, pull out the essay and rip it into shreds.
"There, now you'll get a grade on it," I said sweetly, then started on my waffles without syrup. And waffles without syrup is horrible.
Peter looked at me expectantly, I guess he was waiting for me to fall over him in apology because he said, "Sirius, you apologize right now!"
"Gladly," I said.
I took the Pumpkin Juice and dumped it in his face.
"SIRIUS!"
"What? Look, you took advantage of me. I can see you're not a good friend. Well at least not mine anymore."
Peter was left gasping and dripping in pumpkin juice.
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