Chapter Five: Rats Can Have Good Hearts

Peter... Peter... Peter... now, where have I heard that name before? Oh, right! The dumb gone intelligent back to dumb and back to intelligent to a sign of genius to just plain stupid.

Peter Pettigrew was the last person I'd ever think would be a traitor. I remember the time James, Remus and I welcomed him into our group of friends. That day Severus Snape, my favorite person in the world, had been tormenting and I will never forget the gratefulness in Peter's eyes as we cheered him on...

"Expelliarmus!" shouted Snape at a fat, short, innocent looking Gryffindor second year. I could feel my blood boil as I saw the poor boy being knocked into the wall behind him but James seemed to be feeling the same 'cause he already had his wand out and was making his way toward Snape.

"Petrificus Totalus!" shouted James. I knelt next to Peter and noticed he was trembling. He looked terrified sitting on the floor staring blankly ahead to where Snape was now lying.

"Hey, Peter. Are you alright?" I asked him. He looked up at me surprised and nodded. "You know," I continued. "Why don't you show Snivelly over there how it feels to be bullied?"

Peter looked up to surprised. "But I can't duel!" he said to me, I chuckled.

"Course you can!" James said joining us. Remus was too much of a good boy to encourage another boy to hex the air out of loathed enemy. "All you have to do is point your wand and say, Furnuculus, and he'll wish he never messed with you."

Peter looked at us fear written all over his face. We weren't making fun of him as others would've thought, we were trying to help him stand up for himself. He looked at Snape who was recovering from the hex and looked back at us with determination in his eyes. Peter stood up and walked over close to where Snape was standing up, keeping distance just in case. Snape sneered at him, "Going to hex me, Pettigrew?"

Peter smiled, fearfully, but he smiled. He aimed his wand at Snape and to our surprise yelled, "IMPEDIMENTA!" Snape was knocked off his feet and went flying backward into the wall. James, myself and some curious second, third, and fourth years clapped loudly and cheered for Peter, even Remus cheered for him. Peter smiled sheepishly as James and I threw ourselves at him and hugged him ruffling his hair in the process. He was one of us.

Idiot. I should've known from the beginning he was a bastard. The fight with Snape had probably been a plan to get into our circle of friends. To everyone James and I were Hogwarts most handsome, clever and powerful students... something we took advantage of many times. Including getting Peter a date...

During our fifth year end of term feast I noticed Peter's gaze shifting a lot toward the Ravenclaw table... I hoped he wasn't looking at my girlfriend. Close... he was looking at Marissa's best friend, Charlotte Stevens, a pretty blond, blue-eyed which could have perfectly passed for a veela. I smirked to myself as I planned the summer's adventure...

"Nice flat, Sirius," said Peter, admiring it for the first time. He made his way to the kitchen and gulped as he saw Charlotte sitting there chatting with Marissa. She looked up at him and lighted up.

"Peter! How nice to see you," she said, pleasantly. I snickered, Peter pale and was opening and closing his mouth with shock. "How are you?"

I hit him on the back and he immediately recovered... a little. "F– Fi– Fine..." he stammered. "You?"

"Never better!" Charlotte said brightly. If you want to know the truth, she actually thought Peter was cute, and she accepted my proposition of dating him without me having to use blackmail... "So, hey, umm... I was wondering... would you like to catch a muggle movie tonight or something?" she asked, timidly. I was laughing in the inside and I imagined Marissa too, by the look on her face. Peter was turning as red as a tomato, not to different from the color Charlotte's face was sporting.

"Umm... well... I suppo–" He stooped and cleared his throat. "Sure. I mean, no problem," he said with an air of indifference.

"Well, I guess we better go," she said, kissing him on the cheek and leading the way out of the flat. "What's wrong with her?" Peter mouthed at me and I merely grinned and he paled. I guess the mischievous glint in my eye decided to pay a visit and unfortunately for Peter, he saw it. As soon as the door closed and we made sure they'd left, Marissa and I busted out laughing.

"They looked like lost puppies," I said, wiping away tears of laughter. Marissa was leaning against the kitchen counter for support.

"Lost puppies?" she asked. "They looked more like dying puppies... the look on their faces... and Charlotte she was all up for it and I swear I thought she was going to be sick..."

I laughed harder. Charlotte liked him but I don't think she liked the idea of making the first move. "Yeah, well... Now, where were we before they arrived?" I asked putting my arms around Marissa and kissing her lightly on the lips.

"I don't know, but you can try and enlighten me," she said, I kissed her more passionately. "Oh, that's better..."

(A/N: People I'm fifteen let's keep the fic PG-13 thanks)

His first date... not really. Peter had dated hideously ugly girls before her, I'm glad she thought he was cute. They lasted for a really long time actually. They were the talk of our sixth year. Charlotte, the hot Ravenclaw sixth year and Peter, the fat but cute Gryffindor sixth year. All the other guys were so jealous of him and saying things about how did he get such a hottie and things like that... but Peter actually had a great heart. Believe it or not in our second year he was the one who came up with becoming animagus...

"Remus, we need to talk to you," James said, I saw Remus' face pale even more than what it originally had been.

"S– sure," he stammered. I looked at him and noticed he knew what we were going to talk to him about. Peter was sitting beside me, lost in his own thoughts.

"Remus," I started. "Are you a werewolf?"

He looked at us, with eyes as big as saucers. It would be a long time before he finally replied, "yes," he said quietly. James and I looked at each other, Peter was still deep in thought. "I guess, we can forget all about being friends now, huh?" Remus said. We all looked at him puzzled.

"What are you talking about?" James and I asked in unison.

"You wouldn't... wan to –er–... be friends with a..." he started saying nervously. He swallowed hard. "Werewolf."

"We don't care what you are," I said quickly. James nodded in agreement.

"All we care about is about who you are," James continued.

"Guys, I have an idea," said Peter's squeaky voice. "I know how we can help Remus."

The three of us looked at him as though he'd grown another head. What could we possibly do to help Remus?

"My dad wrote a book about... werewolves and the only thing that can keep him company during the transformations are animals..." he said. We were still looking at him. Is he mad?

"Where exactly are you going with this, Pete?" asked James.

"We could figure out how to be animagus..." he said. "Illegally," he finished.

We stared at him. Peter actually had a brain, and I won't ever get tired of saying it. Peter Pettigrew wasn't as dumb as he looked.

"That's perfect!" I said after a few minutes of stunned silence. "We could look in the restricted section and during the summer holidays asked our parents without hinting them what were trying to do!"

Remus paled even more. "You guys can't do that! No, not for me...! I mean, I appreciate that you guys care... but those transformations could go horribly wrong! What are you thinking...? No, no, no... I won't let you!"

"And who, may I ask, asked for your permission," I asked, innocently. Remus stared at me. "That's what I thought... guys," I said turning to Peter and James. "We have to start planning..."

I was very surprised when he suddenly got a brain. He never really spoke much, he failed almost every subject but he somehow knew what do next... and sometimes he didn't. Many times he got us in trouble and other times his stammering attempts to get us out of trouble actually got us out of trouble. There are many things Remus, myself, and even James, should thank Peter for. But there is no doubt in my mind that we all hate him for betrayer. Peter Pettigrew joined my list of most hated people at number three.

Disclaimer: I trick my sister into giving me money... D'you think I own HP?

A/N: Thank you sooooo much for the reviews!!!! I re-wrote the first three chapters almost completely... read them I changed a couple of things.

I bet you're asking yourself: why didn't she include when Peter framed him for Lily and James' murder? That peeps is coming a little later, for now you get this .

The other day I was reading a fic and I want to ask all of the Sirius fic writers.

Why is Lily and James romance so perfect and when it comes to Sirius he always breaks up with girl, goes back, breaks up again, declare their undying hate, then their undying love and then they hate each other again. Somehow (I wonder...) she ends up pregnant has the baby, hide the fact that Sirius is the father, then fifteen years later she confesses. Then they keep having problems and Sirius disappears and then reappears and they hate each other again and then they love each other again and it always ends in happily ever after? I swear he has the weirdest relationships... I'm not insulting the other writer's I was just wondering (I've read many fics like that and I think I have a couple in my favorites so) In your review tell me what you think...

Again, thanks for the reviews! : ) Wasn't that the longest author's note ever? I promise next chapter will be a long one... I already started writing it and it's coming put pretty long so...