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Peter Pettigrew ([info]p__pettigrew) wrote in [info]hogwarts_dawn,
@ 2021-03-19 15:59:00

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Entry tags:character: peter pettigrew, unused: cassandra trelawney

RP: Peter/Cassandra
Who: Peter/Cassandra
When: Afternoon, 19 March
Where: Cassandra's new office
What: Peter has good news about the green houses

Peter had been thinking about his conversation with Sirius since it happened. The only thing that seemed to distract him was working on the greenhouses. Those were things that he could do and do well. Once he'd gotten an idea, though, he worked nonstopped. Eating and working from his room and barely leaving it, until he'd gotten the spells all worked out.

With a parchment in hand, he started to run through the hallways of Hogwart until he reached the seventh floor. Offices. They were going to have offices here. He wasn't sure why they needed one. He finally saw her through an open door. "I know why we need the office. So I don't have to run to show you something," he said a little out of breath. "This was much easier when I was eleven."

He went in, parchment in hand. "I think I know how we built the greenhouse, which really- what an idiot! I should have thought of it sooner. What's the one thing that we have plenty of? Weeds right? Things are basically spilling over from the Forbidden Forest, not that I think we should go in there, but we can magicall sever what's come out. We can use the weeds, with the right spells, which by the way I have, to create the structure that keeps the glass in place." He finally took a deep breath. "And hi how are you? Sorry, I've disappeared. I was working on this and got... distracted."



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[info]blondemagic
2021-03-19 08:17 pm UTC (link)
Cassandra had been moving furniture around which had been in the room in the first place. There wasn't a window which was quite annoying and something that she would try to remedy later - either with a false one or getting some help with the wall. She didn't know if it was against the outside or not. It was impossible to tell with all the stone but that was as may be. Empty shelves lined the walls and there were a couple of desks - facing one another for easier conversation.

On her's was a typewriter which wasn't particularly helpful in the long run but she was learning her keyboard. Apparently typing would be very helpful with the computer if they ever figured that out. The 'hunt-and-peck' as it was called was not very productive so she needed to learn to be quicker. But why couldn't things be bloody alphabetical? Wouldn't that have made it faster.

So when she was interrupted in her practice, she was more than pleased to stop. Her eyes were wide in surprise as Peter rushed in, parchment in hand. He looked a little flushed as if he had been properly running through the halls which was a little more amusing than she wanted to admit. "I can't even begin to imagine you at eleven," she teased lightly but her attention was all his as he explained his plan for the framing.

"They do have eight years of wild growth. There should be plenty outside of the trees," she agreed, really not wanting to go into the Forest if they could help it. It was a very clever idea, though, and it would look very pretty when it was done. "You don't have to apologize for working or not being present. I don't own you," she offered with a smile. As for how she was, she just exhaled heavily and shook her head slightly, not wanting to get into just how overwhelmed she was feeling.

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[info]p__pettigrew
2021-03-19 08:36 pm UTC (link)
He sat down. "What are you doing? Where did you find that? Muggle studies?" He couldn't imagine anyone else at Hogwarts using one. "I remember going to offices with my mother when I was little. The noise as women typed, it was almost hypnotic. Not that I know how to use it, but-" He had always enjoyed the noise. It was almost musical with its fast tempo and the ring at the end of the line.

"Exactly, so we're actually cleaning up while being clever and I figured that it would look nicer than all steal. It would also require less upkeep. Vines and weeds don't actually rust, and I know that eventually we'll have to let them go when we finally move out of this school, but as long as we take the glass out, it's just food for the ground." He grinned. "I'm still working on seeing what material can best be transfigured into glass. Almost everything can, but we want something that will last."

He sat back, thinking about what she said and what she didn't say. "We seem to be doing both that well then. I spoke to Sirius, but before we get into that, why the sigh?

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[info]blondemagic
2021-03-19 08:48 pm UTC (link)
"Mm!" she nodded enthusiastically. There had been a lot of interesting things in that classroom and the strange woman in the professor's quarters had indicated it was all up for grabs. So here Cassandra was with her typewriter. "I am trying to learn how to type - quickly. The layout of the letters is silly but Scorpius says we'll need a 'computer' for the Muggle interactions and typing is, apparently, part of that." She enjoyed his story though. It was a sweet memory.

"If we move out of the school," she corrected softly, biting her bottom lip. Harry was right. "There is no guarantee that the castle will let us go." As much as she volunteered to be the one to find out, she didn't know that Harry would ever take her up on it. "Would not sand or some such be best for glass?"

Her eyebrows went up and she leaned forward, elbows on the desk, head on her hands, "I wasn't sure he'd actually try. He's such a sad boy. I think I've become his new mother." Cassandra paused for a moment, just to laugh at the ridiculousness of the idea. But she hadn't answered Peter yet. "I don't know how we are going to manage the 'computer' part of this. It would be so much easier if we could just do things face-to-face. So I suppose I am just frustrated."

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[info]p__pettigrew
2021-03-19 09:00 pm UTC (link)
"I don't know what a computer is. It must be after my times," he said. "I was just thinking that they'll need that for school when we're done, but- they won't, will they? Those students only know the Muggle world. They are the ones who could teach us Muggle studies, and that includes people like me who grew up in the Muggle world."

Peter shrugged. "Eventually it will. When there are enough people, I bet the castle will want us out. We're ruining the school," he said laughing. "Not that I think we'll be going far. With so few of us, it makes sense to stick together for safety." He nodded. "Actually I was thinking that, but I can't seem to make it last for more than a few days. I'll just need to keep playing with the spell and then we can just go grab sand at a beach if we don't want to upset whatever lives in the lake."

He snorted. "Of course you have. Sirius needs everyone to love him. We agreed to try and mend things, but-" He shrugged. "He's Sirius. He'll find something new, someone new, something shiny that will hold his interest more than me and that will be the end of things." He sighed. "Look, let's focus on a few things at a time, okay? First off greenhouses and property. Maybe you can get one of the people from the recent past to look for that after you give directions, and then we work on supplies. I mean how bad can it be?" he asked, although he felt that it was pretty hard when they didn't even know what computers were. "Of course, you don't have to listen to them. I don't care how modern things get, this is Scotland. There must be local producers for basic things. Find them. Screw what people tell you and work your way up to these computers."

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[info]blondemagic
2021-03-19 09:32 pm UTC (link)
"I... would rather not have lessons taught to me by an eleven-year-old," she pressed her lips together for a moment, trying not to smile, "They're still a bit snotty and smelly." But she suspected that it would happen in the end - for most of them. Children would become the source of knowledge that they needed.

She tried to imagine opening up Hogsmeade again or Diagon Alley but it didn't feel right. They were so... Dead. And she imagined her home, which had been just outside of the village, likely wasn't standing anymore. It was probably just a pile of discarded stones that no one remembered had been once a house. So she nodded her agreement but for now, focused on the glass. "Quartz then, perhaps? Or lead," she offered, not knowing that lead glass had gone out of fashion for a reason. "Or a mixture."

"It isn't my place," she began with, keeping her tone carefully soft, "but he thinks the same, you know? That you'll get sick of him and leave. But you heard nothing from me and it is an affair between you and your friends and I'm stopping." She made a motion with her hands as if she were dismissing the whole thing.

Cassandra wanted to focus on the problems at hand. "Well, the trick is recent and familiar with Muggles. That is in short supply." She had to cover her mouth with the back of her hand, stifling her laughter as he dismissed a whole bloody country as backwoods. So easy to do when it was bloody Scotland, wasn't it? "There are a lot of villages not too far from here. Maybe Dufftown so 'tis not too far." Escaping the castle for a bit was a terrible temptation but she'd never been in trouble in her life. Cassandra bit her bottom lip, clearly unsure about it.

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[info]p__pettigrew
2021-03-19 09:52 pm UTC (link)
Peter looked at her and then laughed. "I meant some of the older ones. They'd be our age or close to it. They aren't smelly and they might actually know the world more than an eleven-year-old. I can't say I knew much about buying good at that age."

Peter shook his head. "Not lead. It's actually poisonous, causes illnesses, and I don't think the problem is the material but my spell. Your first instinct, with the sand is actually the best one. I just have to keep working on it. I'll get it."

He nodded. "Yes and as a result he leaves first. Besides he admitted it that he doesn't care about me as much as he cares about James and Remus. It's not like I didn't know, but hearing him say it- I need time." He sighed. "I... It made me think. This- Us.. I don't want to treat you like he treated me. I don't want this to become a friendship just because I'm alone which sounds stupid now that we're talking, because I don't feel like I'm taking advantage of you or you of me. It's actually nice to talk to you, and I'm making a mess."

He sat up. "So let's talk to them and say that we can't set up anything short term without meeting people. Let him go to Gringott's, convert money and then we go and look them over. We can't live somewhere else but we can leave Hogwarts. We've done it already when visiting Diagon Alley. Let's do it all nice and proper, with money in our pocket so we can start getting food."

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[info]blondemagic
2021-03-19 10:15 pm UTC (link)
She sucked in a breath, shaking her head slightly as she thought of the older ones. "I can't imagine being closer to our age and suddenly finding out about magic. What a devastating blow to one's world view." And she didn't think anyone in this castle was good enough to handle it that delicately. Not even Albus Dumbledore.

"Really?" she sounded earnestly surprised. Cassandra had known about the ridiculousness of arsenic and belladonna beauty treatments but lead was practically in everything. "You should ask Draco. He said he found a book about charms for glass - maybe there's something in there on the transfiguration as well."

But the subject of Peter's friends was more important and she listened carefully, frowning to herself. An honest confession it might be but it was a terrible one. She knew that feeling, being the 'friend' on the outside. But he was continuing and now it was about them. Cassandra arched an eyebrow. "You're utterly ridiculous and were you closer, I might have actually done something equally ridiculous to stop your rambling. We have a natural rhythm, you and I. My... More adventurous counterpart."

She exhaled softly, glad for Peter to help her bandy about ideas. She had been fighting so hard to do things in the proper way - or at least, the modern way. Perhaps it was time to toss it all aside and do it her way instead. "Agreed," she paused for a moment, "I apologize. I've been making things more difficult than they need to be. Doing things in the proper manner has just always been terribly important."

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[info]p__pettigrew
2021-03-19 11:01 pm UTC (link)
"I think I heard that the oldest are nineteen so really, older than Regulus," he said with a snort. "Of course everyone looks twenty years younger than Regulus when he starts talking. But I imagine they have come up with all sorts of rationalization to explain some of the magic they must have done. It'll be interesting to see how they adjust."

He nodded. "It's not really good for you, I'm not sure all the details, but it gives you something," he said with a shrug. "And I will. I'll be strange working with a Malfoy, but things are so different now."

Peter wished he could dismiss it so easily. "I never want to treat you like that. It's not right. If you feel like I'm taking advantage, then you tell me, all right?" He smiled. "I just... I like you but I don't want to get into this, because we are lonely and we need company. I want to... I guess I want to take things day by day and become your friend first. How does that sound to you?"

He frowned. "I'm not sure there's a proper way. I think everyone knows how to do things a certain way because that's what their time taught them, but there's more than one way to do them right. If you feel strongly about something, then speak up. You have good instincts, use them."

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[info]blondemagic
2021-03-19 11:31 pm UTC (link)
She ducked her gaze slightly. They all looked young to her, barely able to take care of themselves. This was hardly true, she knew. Magic could do so much. But she had a strange lense of time to peer through. One being the year she was from and the other being her Sight. "What was it like - when you found out?"

Cassandra nodded slightly - yes, she'd tell him. She was acutely aware of the feeling of being 'used.' Mostly it was for her abilities - not for her friendship but she knew it. "It's always been easier for me to be on my own," she confessed softly, "The Sight has plagued me for so long. People become afraid of what I'll See. The castle has given me an opportunity to try again, day by day. I'm just not very good at it." It was her way of agreeing with him - but if he too became afraid, well, she wouldn't hold it against him.

"We'll leave it for Monday, perhaps. 'Tis poor manners to be doing business on a weekend," she decided firmly. They wouldn't really get anything done, she was certain.

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[info]p__pettigrew
2021-03-20 12:29 am UTC (link)
"My mum is a Muggleborn, so I always knew about magic but my dad died when I was little, so while she worked I stayed with my grandparents," he started telling her. "They knew about magic too and so did my uncle and aunt, but my grandparents' siblings, nephews and nieces, they had no idea. I knew since an early age that some people had magic and some didn't, but we couldn't tell the people with no magic about it. When you grow up like that, you never really question it."

It would have been easier if he'd liked to be on his own. "I wanted the company and James and Sirius- They were popular and being around them made me feel good. that was my fault." He sighed. "People are stupid, aren't they? The things you see would happen regardless. The fact that you see them should scare you, not them, and you need time to adjust too."

He nodded. "That seems like a wonderful idea. So we'll be working out of your office, not that it really matters for now since there's a department of two at the moment," he said, laughing.

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[info]blondemagic
2021-03-20 12:57 am UTC (link)
"No, I suppose not," her brow furrowed thoughtfully. Cassandra worried still for those who were older. For a child, it was still a life of wonder. Things could change and be accepted. Hopefully, they would have a good plan by that time.

This time she did get up, dragging her wheeled chair around behind her. She settled in beside Peter, just reaching to take his hand. That was... alright, surely. It wasn't too terrible a thing. "It's an understandable thing. Now, you're a grown man, looking at the world from the other side," she shrugged a shoulder slightly. Cassandra huffed a soft laugh, shaking her head slightly, "Nothing is certain. Not even my visions. There are always... ambiguities waiting for someone to insert something - like a trap. And Seeing them was a... badge of honor. Being frightened was not allowed."

She clicked her tongue at him, smiling, "Our office. I just get the bigger desk."

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[info]p__pettigrew
2021-03-20 01:14 am UTC (link)
Peter looked at the chair and laughed. "Where did you get that chair?" Did you raid the entire Muggle Studies office?" It probably would feel like some kind of novelty if you came from a different century, or if you were a pureblood.

He squeezed her hand. "Do you know what I find about all the people with chocolate frog cards? They are people who others don't fully understand. I imagine you most of all, because knowing the future is the scariest thing in the world. Life has no real meaning if things are meant to go a certain way, and I understand what you're saying, but fear and nuances rarely go together well. What I'm saying is that they are your visions and you can be proud and afraid at the same time if that's what you feel."

He nodded. "Our office. I can work with that not that I'll be here much. Once we find that spell, it's build build build for me."

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[info]blondemagic
2021-03-20 01:32 am UTC (link)
Cassandra grinned broadly, "Yes." She might have taken a bunch of things that she thought were interesting and cute. Glenda had told her to help herself. Cassandra opened a desk drawer and pulled out a colorful stick with a rabbit head on top. "I don't know what P-E-Zed is but look," she was so happy with her PEZ dispenser despite not knowing what it was for and happily pulled the head back and forth. No candy came out as it was long gone.

Wasn't he just so sweet? Peter was very special and his friends, such as they were, didn't really understand that. "It is not the visions that I am afraid of anymore - it is the death that will follow them eventually. Either it will be sudden and painful or it will be slow and agonizing as I gradually lose a sense of self." She would not say it out loud but she would rather die painfully than gradually go mad. The latter would have been terribly... embarrassing. "How horridly morbid. Let us ignore that."

Cassandra smiled fondly at him, "I just don't want you feeling like you're intruding at any point."

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[info]p__pettigrew
2021-03-20 01:47 am UTC (link)
Peter chuckled. "This is a candy dispenser. Pez is the company. Here, let me show you." He took it from her and pulled it open. "Here, you'd put the candies. They were standard size and you could buy different flavours. Then you closed them up and when you pulled the head back, a candy would pop out. I remember loving them as a kid. They weren't even that great candies, but I loved how they'd come out."

That was a much easier discussion. "You've hinted before and you certainly don't owe me any explanation, since you don't really know me from Adam, but why do you think those are your options. There must have been Seers who didn't die a painful death," he said. "Maybe the reason people go through that is because they are alone, dealing with this visions."

He nodded. "I do appreciate it. A lot. You didn't have to trust me, not even for what happened with James and Lily, but because you don't know me, but you've been kind from the first moment."

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[info]blondemagic
2021-03-20 01:59 am UTC (link)
Cassandra watched him as if this were the most fascinating thing she'd ever seen. Muggles thought of the strangest thing - though she was sure there were magical alternatives by now. Still, it was very cute. "I might have to find some sweets to put in it - just so we can use them properly."

Ah, now that was a question. She frowned slightly, "After a... serious vision, it's very painful. The headaches are always getting worse and my memory is worse already." Cassandra paused, meeting his eyes for a moment, "There are other options, of course, but they are things like the childbed - like my mother." And that option specifically struck terror in her, visible in her eyes, in the tension in her shoulders.

Cassandra shrugged her shoulders, "I liked you from the first moment, as I've said. Besides your question about the moon - there was just something about you."

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[info]p__pettigrew
2021-03-20 02:14 am UTC (link)
"These things have existed for decades. I bet they still exist. They still taste as bad, but probably have even strangers containers." After all, you didn't buy Pez for the qualify of its candies. If the containers got dull, kids would stop buying them.

"Childbirth isn't as dangerous as it once was," Peter said because that he knew about that and it would help put her mind to easy, but he had no idea about the visions. "Maybe things have changed. I mean you haven't had visions since coming here, have you? Were they bad? Maybe you'll have less and it's part of this little trip. I don't believe that the future is written for you."

Peter wasn't really good at talking to women, but he didn't have a problem with Cassandra and that was the greatest proof he had. "I felt comfortable talking to you, too. That- it doesn't happen."

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[info]blondemagic
2021-03-20 02:28 am UTC (link)
"Maybe we can look when we're in Dufftown," she suggested with a smile, though she didn't expect they'd have much time. She also thought that maybe she might look for something... Small and sweet in a different way. There might be objections to her passing out a litter of kittens if she could find them but she thought the wee things might lift collective spirits.

Cassandra couldn't entirely believe that though she wanted to. She slowly sucked in her bottom lip, "Well... Not about the collective us or anything pertaining to the magical world anyway. I have little mundane ones every day - the weather in the afternoon, a spoon falling on the floor, someone losing a button. Large ones, not so much, but that too is worrisome." Peter was trying to make this so positive but she couldn't help it. She knew her reality. "You just don't want me to collapse," her tone was teasing, trying to make light of it.

"I can't help but wonder what it would have been like if we had grown up in the same time," she thought aloud. Perhaps things could have been different for him, at the very least.

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[info]p__pettigrew
2021-03-20 02:40 am UTC (link)
"Sure. As long as there's a candy store, they'll have them." He didn't care how small or out of the way the shop was, he couldn't imagine one who didn't carry those candies.

He shrugged. "Or maybe you won't have as many important ones, which might suck in terms of new cards after your name but you might have a much longer life. The point is that we don't know, and as I said, I don't believe that things are preordained. If they were, then we can just sit down and ignore life."

Peter wasn't sure that it would have been a good idea. "You probably would have gone to school with us, seen how popular James and Sirius were and would have never noticed me. So maybe it's best that we didn't."

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[info]blondemagic
2021-03-20 02:50 am UTC (link)
She certainly didn't give a rat's arse about new bloody cards. That whole thing was ridiculous and just a way to get children to buy sweets. But then again, so were the PEZ dispensers, she supposed. "Which means I will do as I have always done and live while I wait. I am not the kind to just... waste away."

Cassandra made a face at him and gently poked his side, "You need to understand that I am not that sort. I was never interested in popularity and I'm still not." She lifted her hand, a finger curled under his chin to make sure he was looking at her properly. "I am not going to stop being your friend unless you purposely hurt me. I picked you."

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[info]p__pettigrew
2021-03-20 05:02 pm UTC (link)
"That sounds like a good idea, but that doesn't meant that we can't do some research on the subject. You can't be the only Seer in existence and there must be Seers in different countries," Peter said. "Maybe there are solutions and potions that didn't exist in your time. It's been over a century and I have no idea because it was never something I had to worry about but there's a difference between not being paralyzed by fear and willfully ignore a possible problem. When the borders open up, we need to look into it."

Peter shrugged. "It wasn't anything about you and more about me. I always disappeared with Sirius and James around. It was some sort of spell that made me and Remus become invisible and people only saw them." He probably shouldn't have been so used to it, but he was. He smiled at her. "I don't want to hurt you, so that's good."

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