How pathetic can you be to get excited about this stuff? That poor guy must have absolutely no friends, Lily thought sadly.
"Did you see that guy in there?" Lily asked, pointing him out.
"Oh, hey! Peter! Over here!" James shouted at the kid.
"James, you know him?" Lily asked.
"Yeah, that's Peter. He always hangs out with us," James replied.
"You mean he is always going to be around?" Lily said, looking rather sick.
Sirius noticed her look of repulsion, "Don't worry, he isn't always around. He often goes off by himself."
Remus looked at Sirius thoughtfully, "Yeah, he does. Where does he go?"
"Away, that's the important part," Sirius said meanly.
"Be nice, Sirius, he is our friend," James scolded.
"Not my first choice," Sirius whispered into Lily's ear.
She tried to cover her smile as Peter finally made his way over, excitedly brandishing his 'oh so cool' measurement device.
"James, look at this," Peter said, showing him his set of brass scales.
James tried to look interested as Peter told him everything about them, but even he could not be that polite. "Uh, Peter, I don't mean to interrupt, but we need to finish up. We still have to get Lily an owl."
"Lily?" Peter repeated.
"Oh, my mistake. Lily this is Peter Pettigrew. Peter this is Lily Evans, she's Schoel's girlfriend," James warned him.
Peter was to say the least, the oddball of the group. Not extremely attractive, nor apparently wealthy. He didn't have the charming personality, and he certainly didn't share interests with the three pranksters. Lily couldn't figure out how they had come to become friends.
"Hey," Peter said by way of a greeting.
Lily responded likewise.