things worth dying

by springleopard

Ever since third year, we've planned to get a flat together. I don't think any of us ever really thought about life after Hogwarts before that. Well - we'd thought about it, of course. But not as something that would happen to us. That June, we finally realized.

13. 13: Marlene

Marlene

When we walk into the Great Hall, I see Peter Pettigrew sitting alone.

I don't have anything against Peter in particular. He hasn't been behaving egregiously, the way Black has been. And unlike James, it's not on him to talk sense into Black.

So yes, he's met that incredibly low bar. But he's never particularly done anything to make Lily feel welcome, never initiated any conversations with her or gone out of his way to make her feel included. And today I'm fed up with the whole lot of them.

I try to block Lily's view, to steer her away before she notices him, but it doesn't work.

"Oh look, there's Peter! Hey Peter!" She waves, leading me over to sit with him.

Ugh, fine.

Lily chatters away at him as she loads up her plate, asking how his revision is going and talking about what subjects she's most worried about.

I guess I should probably join in, but I don't. The last thing I want to deal with right now is James Potter's friends and their bullshit. Scowling, I focus on my food, ignoring the conversation entirely.

But as usual, avoiding James Potter's friends and their bullshit doesn't turn out to be an option. Before long, Potter, Black, and Lupin enter the Great Hall, heading towards us and laughing.