I do not own Harry Potter, just my OC and the plot. I will take time to mention that since I myself am not a notorious prankster, some of the prank ideas of the Marauders I got from other fanfics.

Chapter 2

The next day, Peter was anxiously awaiting Transfiguration to see if the girl he ran into was in fact Silver. As usual, he took his nervousness out on the breakfast table, eating twice what he normally did in an attempt to calm his anxiety. The other Marauders teased him mercilessly for this habit, and this day was no exception. Instead of laughing it off like he usually does, though, Peter hastily left the table, leaving Sirius and James slightly confused and Remus with a speculative glance. Peter's abrupt departure was promptly forgotten with the arrival of Lily and her friend Alice. James and Sirius both attempted to flirt with the two girls, each flirtation more arrogant than the last. The girls, used to the flirtations, ignored them and launched into their own conversation about the upcoming Hogsmeade trip.

Meanwhile, Peter started wandering the halls, killing time before class started. Usually when he roamed the halls, he had one of his other friends with him to distract him from his own thoughts. Many people deemed Peter as thoughtless and unintelligent because of how he acted; however, that doesn't mean he doesn't get lost in his own thoughts sometimes. The topic of his thoughts was again on the pretty girl he ran into yesterday, so much so that he wasn't watching where he was going. Again, the sound of two people crashing into each other could be heard, as Peter was knocked down. Before he fell completely, though, he felt a soft but firm hand latch onto his wrist, preventing him from going farther down. He heard a small grunt of effort come from his assistant, and he was completely righted. "We really need to stop meeting like this," came a soft voice. Peter's eyes widened as he saw the girl before him again. Flushing, he stammered, "I-I'm sorry, please forgive me. I wasn't looking where-where I was going." His eyes traveled to the ground, afraid to look at her to see if she was mad. His head snapped up at the sound of her chuckle. It tinkled like bells, which Peter supposed he shouldn't have been surprised about but he was. He then noticed that she hadn't let go of his wrist yet, and was looking at him with a smile, her eyes still alight from her laughter. "You need to relax, Peter. No harm done," she stated, releasing his wrist and gathering her books again. Peter scrambled down to help her and noticed several drawings on her books. "Did you draw these?" he asked, completely fascinated. She nodded, her cheeks flushing a bit. "They're just doodles, nothing special. It helps me stay focused sometimes after my mind wanders."

"They're more than doodles, they're art! It'd be great if I could draw like that, because then I'd be able to help my friends with-" he broke off, realizing with slight horror that he was just about to reveal something about the prank planned for tomorrow. He stammered again, losing the little confidence he had at appraising her art when she stopped him with, "You really think my doodles are that good? It's just something I do to pass the time…" Peter nodded his head enthusiastically, adopting the attitude he has whenever he's around James or Sirius: an awestruck fan. He quickly picked up the rest of her books and complimented her more on the doodles on the books, pointing out things that he liked with much enthusiasm. The girl was a bit dumbfounded by the abrupt change in attitude from the shy, stammering boy from before, she just stared at him. Regaining her composure quickly, she raised a hand like her mother does when she wants attention.

Peter immediately stopped talking, ashamed he had let himself ramble. The girl lowered her hand, thinking Wow I can't believe that worked. That's never happened before. Ignoring the sudden triumphant feeling bubbling in her gut, she glared at Peter, who effectively shrunk under it. He awaited a lecture, fearful that she was going to yell at him for how he acted. James and Sirius loved it when he showered them with compliments, but the girl may not feel the same way. Keeping her voice soft but firm, the girl drew upon her newfound authority and scolded, "Although I appreciate your enthusiasm about my doodles, please don't ever do that again. I despise insincere compliments and drivel from inconsequential people. If you ever do that to me again, I will not hesitate to shun you completely and give in to the rumors that you are a useless, stupid boy." At his astonished look, her gaze and tone both softened slightly as she continued, "However, as it is, I do not believe you are either stupid nor useless. Granted, I do not know you well, just what I have observed from class and from around the castle."

Peter stared at her, transfixed upon her face as she spoke. It took a few seconds to register that she had finished speaking, but when he did he immediately started apologizing, begging for forgiveness. He cut off at her sudden intense glare. He then started shifting guiltily under the intensity of it. The two stood in silence for nearly a minute before he tentatively said, "Even though we've had classes together, I-I don't know your name." Immediately his gaze dropped to the ground, as he continued, "You don't have to give it to me. I just thought it might be better if I knew your name the same way you know mine…" It was quiet for a moment, then she spoke, "My name's Silver. I wouldn't expect you to notice me, even if your friends have. I try my best to blend into the ground most of the time. Mother taught me that is the best way to observe and learn." Sighing slightly, she touched Peter on the shoulder, causing him to look up in curiosity. "We should get to class. It starts in ten minutes. Walk with me?" she asked tentatively. He nodded enthusiastically, then remembering what she said earlier, replied calmly, "It'd be my honor, m'lady, to escort you to class." She quirked an eyebrow as he unexpectedly bowed deeply to her, offering her his hand. She declined taking his hand, though, and promptly turned around heading towards class, expecting him to follow.

Upon arrival to the classroom, Silver went and sat with her best friend, who was lost in conversation with another classmate. Peter took his seat next to Remus, who asked, "So I suppose I do not need to point out that the girl you walked in with is, in fact, Silver Sullivan?" Peter flushed a bit, but gave his assent that they had officially met before coming to class together. The rest of the day was spent in complete normalcy, except when Peter noticed Silver talking to a certain black haired Slytherin while he was heading to the Great Hall with his friends.

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