Cat, Rat, and Dog

By Matelia-legwll

A/N: When we left off last time, Peter was having some problems, yes?

In my panic, I grabbed my wand and cast a spell on her. I don't know what spell that was, but she disappeared from my sight for the moment. I immediately dropped my wand in shock, and started hitting my head on the wall. If she hadn't known beforehand, she knew now.

A curious sound startled me from my reverie. I looked down at the floor near the foot of my bed to see a kitten, hissing and spitting at me.

CHAPTER ONE: Lily

How dare he do that! I was only asking a simple question. He shrunk me somehow and altered my structure so that I had to stand on my hands as well as my feet. It took a little practice to get myself coordinated enough to go around to his bed and chew him out for doing something like this.

He wasn't paying any attention to me! Pettigrew was busy pounding his head on the wall. Is this some sort of weird form of male entertainment? I swear I saw Potter and even Black doing this also. I started berating him for doing whatever he did to me. I threatened to curse him into oblivion before he turned and paid any attention to me.

How strange. The look on his face indicated that he did not understand a single word I had been saying. What is he? Deaf? I looked at him with consternation. What spell had he cast on me? A look of fear flitted across his face, and he collapsed.

Fainted? What had he done to me to make him faint when he beheld his handiwork? I immediately dashed into the toilet, tripping over my hands a few times. If only I could catch a glimpse of myself in a mirror. I climbed up one of the cabinets, my fingernails and toenails helping more than I would have thought possible.

When I looked in the mirror, I nearly fainted myself. I had a tail! What was I ruddy supposed to do with a tail? I tried lashing it, and to my dismay saw it responding in the mirror. This caused me to focus on myself more. I had ginger fur all over my body. Even on my face. I yelped in horror. That stupid Pettigrew had made me a cat!

I jumped off the sink and landed hard on the floor. I ran around in a panic until I managed to hit my head on the door. Everything got dark as I blacked out from the impact.

CHAPTER TWO: Sirius

Climbing the stair to the dormitory, I would have never thought that I would find Peter unconscious lying on the floor. However, as soon as James and I spread wide the door to share the goods with Wormtail, I spotted him on the floor.

"Wormy! Wake up! We have cheese!" I said in a sing-song voice.

Wormtail didn't even stir.

"What's up with him?" asked James, kneeling down near him and feeling his forehead with the back of a hand.

I frowned. "Cheese always works," I pouted. I examined the scene more carefully. There was his wand, underneath him. I pulled it out, and said to James, "Lucky he didn't break it."

James grinned at me. "Trust Wormtail to Stun himself." James pulled out his wand and said, "Enervate!"

Wormtail's eyes fluttered open to look at us with pure horror. "The cat! The cat!" he exclaimed, "I didn't mean to do it!"

"Do what?" said James, exchanging an amused glance with me.

"The cat!"

"What cat?" I asked, surveying the scene. Surely Wormtail hadn't fainted because he had a nightmare. Then again, it was Wormtail we were talking about. "The cat in your dreams, that is always chasing you?" I suggested.

"No, Padfoot. The cat!"

I shrugged at James. He turned back to Peter and said, "I don't see a cat, Wormtail."

If possible, Wormtail's eyes got even wider. "She's not here? But Prongs, where is she? Where's the cat?"

I sighed. "Stop pulling our legs, Wormy. And eat your cheese."

"Cheese? Really?" Peter's worried expression faded for an instant, but then it came back. "How can I think about cheese when there is the cat to worry about?"

"I don't know what cat you keep talking about, Wormtail," said James as he went into the loo.

Seconds later, I heard a loud gasp, and the sound of a load of things falling out of a cabinet.

"Prongs!" I shouted dashing in there, only to trip over a kneeling James and slide painfully across the floor on my already bruised shoulder. "Ow!" I moaned, before sitting up and looking at what James had in his hands.

A kitten lay asleep in his grasp. A red furry little kitten. Where had that come from?

"Look Padfoot," James said softly. "Wormtail's cat."

All of a sudden, Peter appeared in the doorway. "The cat!" He exclaimed in fear, and nearly fainted again.

I quickly steadied him, and demanded he explain where the cat had come from.

Peter looked nervously at the cat, and so I said in a reassuring tone, "Don't worry about the cat. If it wakes up and starts chasing you, I'll chase it."

"Well," he stalled. "All right."

"Go on," James encouraged him.

"While you guys were gone, I went to the library, but Evans found me and started asking about Moony. I told her he was feeling ill and up in our dormitory, and she left to tell him that there were supposed to be patrols tonight," Peter said all in one breath.

"What?" exclaimed James. "There wasn't supposed to be patrols tonight for him. We got stopped by McGonagall on our way to the kitchens and she said that she had told Evans the wrong night."

"That's right," I added, "and if we were to see Evans that we would tell her so."

"Oh, good," sighed Peter. "I stopped by the Hospital Wing to check on Moony but he was out cold."

"How did you get in, Wormy?" asked James.

"I'm Wormtail," said Peter proudly. James groaned. I felt he should have seen that one coming.

"So the cat chased you as Wormtail and you got up here and changed back, and still fainted?" asked James.

"Er—well," started Peter, but at that moment, the cat stretched and opened its eyes.

Peter fled to his bed, and I heard the sound of curtains pulling shut. I chuckled for a moment, before noticing that James had engaged the cat in a staring contest. I let out a laugh.

A/N: Well, how was that? I've finally got a perspective from Sirius, Lily and Peter up now. They will be rotating to tell the story appropriately. I also combined Chapters 1 & 2 because 1 was so short, and it gets the numbers back in the right order. Stick around for more of Lily's reaction, and please review. I'd like to know what you think.

Come on, can I get at least a couple more reviews before I give another update? I have it written on my computer to the eleventh chapter so far, but I want some more reviews. Is that really too much to ask? Just tell me your favorite part so far, or something.