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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 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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