Post by Mistress Whiskers on Oct 18, 2007 1:53:51 GMT -6
Title: Take a chance
Author: Sake1_1
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry potter and if I did it’d be a dark day for all. This story is out of cannon so be warned. I wrote this for the Christmas with a Marauder challenge by Christina. The plot bunnies have over powered me, I’m sorry. Rewriten to make more of a story.
Summery: AU The story of how (I see) Peter turning to Voldermort's side.
Chapter 1 Past the point of no return
“Catch up, Wormtail!” James yelled over his shoulder as he ran down the hallway to the Great Hall.
“Why are we running?” Peter wheezed out between labored breaths.
“We sent Snivellus a present.” Sirius said grinning widely at James.
“And we’d hate to miss the look on his face when he gets it!” James smirked in that patented way that he always did. It was the smirk that made girl’s knees weak; teachers stutter and made Sirius laugh.
“Right you are Prongs,” Sirius laughed loudly as they both sped ahead leaving Peter alone in the hallway breathing hard.
“No, no. Don’t wait for me, I’ll be fine.” Peter muttered as he slowed to a walk then to leaning against a wall. “No need to worry. I’m just going to have a heart attack and die.”
Peter slowed his breathing after a minuet and noticed just how empty the hallway was. Empty hallways where not a safe place to be, Peter knew that from experience. He thought briefly of going back to the Common room and waiting for Remus to finish his shower. Peter looked to the left and then to the right and straightened his shoulders. Peter took one step and paused. Then he took another, nothing again. You’re paranoid, Peter thought to himself. And as Peter took his third step he was grabbed from behind by his robe and dragged into a secret passage.
“Let me-” Peter barely got the words out of his mouth before he was pushed against a wall and soft lips pressed against his. Peter closed his eyes as a warm body pressed against him and hands roamed down his chest. A tongue traced lightly against his bottom lip and he opened his mouth as it entered. It had started soft but was quickly becoming demanding, as it always had. The hands slid to his waist and Peter thrust against the body with out thinking tasting rather then hearing the groan from the other body. The lips left his mouth and he opened his eyes.
“Never done that before,” Patience Price looked at him with her soft brown eyes and he felt the warm rush all over his body as she bushed the short black hair out of her face.
“Yeah…” Peter felt his ears burn hotly.
“I guess I could give your Christmas present right here…” Patience wiggled her eyebrows.
“What?” Peter flushed deeper looking around the passage way. “But someone could catch us!”
“That’d be half the fun, don’t you think?” Patience asked.
“…That is too kinky for a Hufflepuff.” Peter muttered.
“Just because we don’t flaunt it like Sirius Black doesn’t mean we don’t know how to have a good time, honey bunches of oats.” Patience kissed Peter’s neck and started to undo his tie.
“Oh, gods…” Peter leaned his head back and groaned as her teeth scrapped his neck.
“Moony, have you seen Wormtail?” Peter opened his eyes at the sound of Sirius’ voice.
“I thought he was with you.” Remus said walking down the hallway at a slow pace.
“He was but James lost him.” Sirius probably shrugged his shoulders. Patience nipped at Peter’s neck and he had to bite his lip to keep from letting out a sound.
“You wanna get us caught?” Peter whispered.
“In 6 months we haven’t been caught yet.” Patience muttered against his neck causing goose bumps to rise all over his body. “I think this would be a splendid way to tell your buddies, eh?”
“Maybe he took the wrong way.” Remus said with a laugh hanging in the words and Peter clenched his fists as Patience stopped kissing and was simply breathing against his neck.
“Wouldn’t surprise me if he did,” Sirius chuckled loudly. “Wanna go ask Prongs for the map so we can guide our lost little rat back?”
“Alright,” Remus could be heard walking past where the couple where standing. Peter stood completely still until after their footsteps were gone.
“Guess you have to get back before they get the map, eh?” Patience said calmly stepping back from Peter’s body.
“Yeah,” Peter nodded retying his tie correctly.
“Christina’s probably wondering where I am anyways.” Patience shrugged.
“It’s alright, you know? I’ve never had much luck with sex...” Peter blushed deeply.
“That’s about to change!” Patience grabbed him by his robes and kissed him hard. It was at times like this that Peter wondered if she knew what a hold she had on him. Peter had no dilutions on the subject of Patience Price; he had already past the point of no return. The moment her mouth left his he felt her smile.
“Where?” Peter whimpered.
“The classroom in the east wing with the badger carved into it?” Patience asked.
“When?”
“Midnight sound good to you?”
“I don’t know if I can get away from my friends...” Peter looked down slightly. He knew how James and Sirius liked to party Christmas eve.
“I’ll make it worth your while, Peter.” Patience smiled innocently.
“Worth my-”
“Corset or something from the tempest collection?” Patience asked bluntly.
“You have a corset?” Peter asked.
“It’s yellow and black. Although, the tempest collection shouldn’t be underrated,” Patience whispered.
“Oh gods,” Peter closed his eyes tightly. “McGonagall naked on a cold day. McGonagall naked on a cold day.”
“See you then, honey bunches of oats.” Patience nibbled on his ear once before straightening her uniform and walking out of the passage way.
“Yes, this is worth joining the dark lord for,” Peter muttered to himself.
Author: Sake1_1
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry potter and if I did it’d be a dark day for all. This story is out of cannon so be warned. I wrote this for the Christmas with a Marauder challenge by Christina. The plot bunnies have over powered me, I’m sorry. Rewriten to make more of a story.
Summery: AU The story of how (I see) Peter turning to Voldermort's side.
Chapter 1 Past the point of no return
“Catch up, Wormtail!” James yelled over his shoulder as he ran down the hallway to the Great Hall.
“Why are we running?” Peter wheezed out between labored breaths.
“We sent Snivellus a present.” Sirius said grinning widely at James.
“And we’d hate to miss the look on his face when he gets it!” James smirked in that patented way that he always did. It was the smirk that made girl’s knees weak; teachers stutter and made Sirius laugh.
“Right you are Prongs,” Sirius laughed loudly as they both sped ahead leaving Peter alone in the hallway breathing hard.
“No, no. Don’t wait for me, I’ll be fine.” Peter muttered as he slowed to a walk then to leaning against a wall. “No need to worry. I’m just going to have a heart attack and die.”
Peter slowed his breathing after a minuet and noticed just how empty the hallway was. Empty hallways where not a safe place to be, Peter knew that from experience. He thought briefly of going back to the Common room and waiting for Remus to finish his shower. Peter looked to the left and then to the right and straightened his shoulders. Peter took one step and paused. Then he took another, nothing again. You’re paranoid, Peter thought to himself. And as Peter took his third step he was grabbed from behind by his robe and dragged into a secret passage.
“Let me-” Peter barely got the words out of his mouth before he was pushed against a wall and soft lips pressed against his. Peter closed his eyes as a warm body pressed against him and hands roamed down his chest. A tongue traced lightly against his bottom lip and he opened his mouth as it entered. It had started soft but was quickly becoming demanding, as it always had. The hands slid to his waist and Peter thrust against the body with out thinking tasting rather then hearing the groan from the other body. The lips left his mouth and he opened his eyes.
“Never done that before,” Patience Price looked at him with her soft brown eyes and he felt the warm rush all over his body as she bushed the short black hair out of her face.
“Yeah…” Peter felt his ears burn hotly.
“I guess I could give your Christmas present right here…” Patience wiggled her eyebrows.
“What?” Peter flushed deeper looking around the passage way. “But someone could catch us!”
“That’d be half the fun, don’t you think?” Patience asked.
“…That is too kinky for a Hufflepuff.” Peter muttered.
“Just because we don’t flaunt it like Sirius Black doesn’t mean we don’t know how to have a good time, honey bunches of oats.” Patience kissed Peter’s neck and started to undo his tie.
“Oh, gods…” Peter leaned his head back and groaned as her teeth scrapped his neck.
“Moony, have you seen Wormtail?” Peter opened his eyes at the sound of Sirius’ voice.
“I thought he was with you.” Remus said walking down the hallway at a slow pace.
“He was but James lost him.” Sirius probably shrugged his shoulders. Patience nipped at Peter’s neck and he had to bite his lip to keep from letting out a sound.
“You wanna get us caught?” Peter whispered.
“In 6 months we haven’t been caught yet.” Patience muttered against his neck causing goose bumps to rise all over his body. “I think this would be a splendid way to tell your buddies, eh?”
“Maybe he took the wrong way.” Remus said with a laugh hanging in the words and Peter clenched his fists as Patience stopped kissing and was simply breathing against his neck.
“Wouldn’t surprise me if he did,” Sirius chuckled loudly. “Wanna go ask Prongs for the map so we can guide our lost little rat back?”
“Alright,” Remus could be heard walking past where the couple where standing. Peter stood completely still until after their footsteps were gone.
“Guess you have to get back before they get the map, eh?” Patience said calmly stepping back from Peter’s body.
“Yeah,” Peter nodded retying his tie correctly.
“Christina’s probably wondering where I am anyways.” Patience shrugged.
“It’s alright, you know? I’ve never had much luck with sex...” Peter blushed deeply.
“That’s about to change!” Patience grabbed him by his robes and kissed him hard. It was at times like this that Peter wondered if she knew what a hold she had on him. Peter had no dilutions on the subject of Patience Price; he had already past the point of no return. The moment her mouth left his he felt her smile.
“Where?” Peter whimpered.
“The classroom in the east wing with the badger carved into it?” Patience asked.
“When?”
“Midnight sound good to you?”
“I don’t know if I can get away from my friends...” Peter looked down slightly. He knew how James and Sirius liked to party Christmas eve.
“I’ll make it worth your while, Peter.” Patience smiled innocently.
“Worth my-”
“Corset or something from the tempest collection?” Patience asked bluntly.
“You have a corset?” Peter asked.
“It’s yellow and black. Although, the tempest collection shouldn’t be underrated,” Patience whispered.
“Oh gods,” Peter closed his eyes tightly. “McGonagall naked on a cold day. McGonagall naked on a cold day.”
“See you then, honey bunches of oats.” Patience nibbled on his ear once before straightening her uniform and walking out of the passage way.
“Yes, this is worth joining the dark lord for,” Peter muttered to himself.