Pettigrew, Peter

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{ A B O U T . Y O U }

Name: Abbie
Gender: I’ve run out of interesting ways to say ‘female’
Age: 20 (ew. I’m old.)
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Years of RPG Experience: rounding on six
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{ A B O U T . T H E . C H A R A C T E R }

Name: Peter Pettrigrew
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Year: Graduate
Face Claim: Ben McKenzie

Canon or Original? Canon

Facial Properties:

Peter’s least favorite feature about his face is his nose. Crooked and a little large for his face, it’s gotten worse and worse over the years because of all the fights he’s gotten himself into. His deep-set eyes are dark with thick-but-not-bushy eyebrows curving gently above them. A strong jaw-line defines the rectangular angles of his face, only enhanced by the worry lines on his forehead. His short mop of light brown hair is usually styled in the just-out-of-bed way, mostly because he runs a hand through it in the morning and doesn’t touch it again till the next day.

Physique:

Not quite the Quidditch player that Sirius and James are, Peter tries his hardest to gain some sort of muscle, but has come up with just a shadow of what his friends have achieved. Although, he always makes himself feel better by comparing himself to Remus when he’s feeling particularly weak. Not really tall, but not really short, Peter is the epitome of average. Average height, average weight, average muscle tone and style. In short, Peter is nothing that special when it comes to the eyes, except maybe how easily he makes you melt with his own.

Wand Type: Chestnut, 9¼", dragon heartstring
Wand Expertise: Transfiguration
Patronus: Rat
Boggart:

Personality:

HATE THIS AND I’LL LOVE YOU

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Ever since his start at Hogwarts, Peter has found himself almost magnetically attracted to the Marauders. He’d follow them everywhere, do everything they did, they were the big brothers he never had. Even now, after he’s graduated, he’s lives in the same building, hangs out with the same people, everything he learned in life he learned from the Marauders. They were the ones that stuck up for him, the ones that defended him, the ones that were always there to make someone back off if they were getting a little too ‘unfriendly’. The Marauders are his family, the closest thing he’s ever gotten to one anyways. While he knows he’ll never be as good at Quidditch as James and Sirius, and he’ll never be as smart as Remus, and he’ll never duel as well as any of them, being around them created a feeling of importance. If they were important, then he must be too. At least, that’s what he told himself.

UNDISCLOSED DESIRES

When Peter first started off at Hogwarts, there was a reason he felt the need to find a group to stick with. Fear. Fear of almost anything and everything. Without the Marauders, Peter would probably end up sitting in some corner, because no way in hell was he going to risk getting his ass kicked or worse without someone to back him up. Peter’s fear completely controls him, from what he eats for breakfast, to how he thinks, how he acts, and who he picks fights with. Fear is what motivates him, the thing that tells him what to say, who to side with, just about everything. Before making a move Peter thinks out all options, anything that might go right and anything that might go wrong. If he thinks that he might come out the worse in any situation, he avoids it as much as possible until he can change the balance of the outcome. Fear is a powerful emotion, and Peter knows that all too well.

RICOCHET!

Ever since he was young, Peter’s moods have been somewhat…unpredictable. He’s never been diagnosed to have anything in particular, but he’s often been described as ‘bipolar’, if only because his moods change almost on a dime. One word, one event, one day can change his mood on a moment’s notice, with his intensely bad and hyper-good moods lasting for sometimes a week or more at a time. During one of his bad weeks, it can be impossible to get him to do anything. It’s almost painful to even get out of bed, and he isn’t interested in things that on a normal day he’d be more than happy to indulge in. He’s angry at just about everyone, annoyed with almost everything, and most people have learned to just stay away from him for a few days. When he’s excessively happy (what any doctor might call ‘manic’), it’s almost impossible to bring him down. Everything is good, everything is perfect, and nothing can bring him down. Even if he was about to be expelled he’d have a smile on his face, because it’s almost like his brain doesn’t have the ability to figure out that he really is about to be kicked out of school.

IT BECAME A LIE ON YOU

Lying and manipulating is just about the only thing that Peter can claim to be good at. The only people that really know him well enough to realize when he’s lying are his parents, and even the Marauders sometimes don’t catch on to when he’s manipulating them. Half of the reason no one realizes it is because sometimes Peter doesn’t even know it himself. The only way he’s ever gotten anything he wanted was by manipulating people, so it’s kind of just become something that he does involuntarily. He knows just what to say, just what to do, exactly the right attitude to put toward an issue to get exactly what he wants out of it. He can’t help it, it’s just the way he’s learned to get his way. But when he actively puts work into getting what he wants, there’s almost nothing that can stop him. He’ll work every angle he can think of to get what he wants, and most people don’t even know what hit them.

Likes:
+ The Marauders
+ Antagonizing people (only when the Marauders are around to back him up, of course)
+ Being in Gryffindor (gives him a certain image he doesn’t necessarily earn)
+ Quidditch (even though he sucks at it)
+ Butterbeer
+ Ice Mice
+ Defense Against the Dark Arts
+ Manipulating People
+ Debating (only when he’s winning)
+ Getting what he wants

Dislikes:
– Professor McGonagall
– Dueling
– Being looked down upon
– Knowing he’s not a good wizard
– His Animagus form (a rat? Really?)
– Feeling weak/scared
– Physical pain
– His pale skin
– His mood swings
– Snakes

History:

WHEN DID THIS STORM BEGIN?

Ever since he was little, Peter’s been sort of on his own. His real father died when he was very young, and ever since about a year after that, his mother has been married to his step-father. Since he was young enough that he wouldn’t remember his real father Mrs. Pettigrew changed his last name to fit his step-father’s, and removed almost everything that reminded her of him from the house. Missing him terribly, she did her best to erase his memory completely so that she just wouldn’t have to think about it, and did her best to concentrate on Peter as he grew. As a boy, Peter was normal. Happy. He had friends and he’d play like any normal little boy. His mood swings were starting to show, but they weren’t bad enough that they caused many problems. Things were going well. But when Peter was about six years old, things took a turn for the worst.

GHOST TOWN

The day his step-father lost his job with the Ministry of Magic, he came home with a six pack of beer, sat down on the couch, and didn’t move except to take sips here and there until the next morning. Waking up to her husband passed out on the couch, Mrs. Pettigrew did her best not to let her son see the state of his ‘father’, and hurried him off to school. As the weeks and months went on, Peter’s step-father was still denied work, having been blackballed from almost every magical workplace in the wizarding world, and as the weeks and months went on, the worse he receded into his drunken shell on the couch every night. Mrs. Pettrigrew soon became bitter and angry, getting into fights with him almost every night by the time Peter was eight. Seeing his step-father change moods almost instantly only reinforced his own anger issues, and as Peter grew older he also grew angrier. He hated the way his parents fought, hated the way his step-father kept hurting his mother, hated the way his mother barely looked at him anymore. Sometimes she’d stare at the wall, refusing to look him in the face, and say, “I wish you didn’t look so much like your father.”

POISON

The years went on, and Peter’s mood swings started to get worse. He started getting into fights at school and almost always losing, which only made him more angry. It was during one such fight that Peter’s first sign of magical ability showed, and it was because of this that Peter was actually beginning to be feared in the younger grades. Laying there on the ground after yet another firm kickings-of-his-ass, Peter was glaring at a boy when suddenly his nose started bleeding like a river. He lost so much blood that he was sent to a hospital, and he didn’t stop bleeding for almost a half-hour. It wasn’t until Peter got home that he actually knew what he’d done, and his mother explained to him that he was magical, just like his parents. See, for the past nine years or so, she had neglected to explain to him what might happen when his magical abilities came to fruition, so until that point Peter had no idea whether or not he was even like his parents. For him, it was almost like a miracle, the idea of being able to go off somewhere other than where he was. Maybe there someone might understand him.

STARTS WITH ONE

When he got to Hogwarts, Peter soon realized that no one there knew of his past. They didn’t know about his family or how broken it was. He could be whoever he wanted to be. And when the Potter boy welcomed him into his little group…it really was like a whole different world. The fact that anyone would accept him as a friend was completely new to Peter, and he followed the three boys around like a lost dog, and has ever since. They put up with his mood swings, and helped him with his classes, helped him with girls and magic. They were the first friends that Peter really had. Getting into mischief with them was probably the best part of his Hogwarts experience, if only because for once in his life, Peter felt like he had something to belong to. He was a Marauder. A part of something. Accepted.

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{ C O N T R A C T }

I solemnly swear that I, Abbie, have read the rules, understand clearly what my responsibilities are now that I am joining ISS, and will abide by these standards set by the staff.[/color][/blockquote]

[Lily Evans]

accepted !