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Awad........ Awad Awad Awad that was the only thing Peter could think about, his dark hair, the way he catches the quaffle. Everything about him is just perfect.
"Oi Oi sleepyhead get the fuck upp it's breakfast time" he heard Sirius shout as he threw a pillow at the half asleep Peter
"Shut up Sirius" he said as he got out of bed and changed into his robes.
Right after breakfast Peter had care of magical creatures he was the only one of the marauders that took that subjekt. Lucky for him Mary also took it so they would usually work together.
"Do you think Sirius and Remus are bangin yet" asked Mary like that was something you asked your friend.
"Oh yes, I mean they do sleep in the same bed evry night and yesterday the forgot to put up a silencing cahrm"
"Oh that must not have been nice to hear"
"Nope, but James just screamed STOP FUCKING EACHOTHER WITHOUT A SILENCING CHARM"
"Hahah" chuckeld Mary
Oh No oh No Peter thought Awad was in their lesson.
He was just standing there talking with His Friends and Peter could almost see his abs through His robe
O god No he was walking twords them
"Ey Griffindor blonde, yes you Pettigrew come over here and help me" Awad Said
Omg Omg Omg Peter could not belive mf Awad was talking to him, he states to feel abit whimsy, and then it was all black. Dun dun dun