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Peter Pettigrew (__wormy) wrote in the_recruitment,

Peter had chuckled at James remark, sounding nervous at the very offer of being able to ride his mate's broom; Peter wanted to be an able flyer -- Hell, he had wanted to join the Quidditch team!--however he just was not talented with brooms, or much of anything else. "It's alright," He had said, voice quiet.

When he saw Lily and Molly, Peter raised his hand, giving a wave, and a more sure smile. "Hi Lily, Molly..."

It was nice, to spend time with his friends and fellow Gryffindor's once again. Nice, to have a normal moment with them.

"You're not flying?" He asked this, directing his attention to the older of the red haired girls. Peter had walked up close to where the Witches stood, and James, and drew to a stop.

"I could watch with Molly. Let the experienced fliers have a go first." Peter really did not want to make a fool of himself.