About YOU
Alias:
Andyy
Age:
Seventeen.
Location:
Texas. [I live with Zeli.]

About the CHARACTER
Full Name:
Peter Anderson Pettigrew
Gender:
Male.
Age:
Seventeen.
Year:
Seventh.
House:
Gryffindor.
Wand:
12". Ivy leaf, mermaid scale, unicorn horn.

Canon or Original?
Canon.
Appearance:
Peter Pettigrew isn't what you would called "handsome", he's a little on the cubby side and his smile is way out wack. Peter though, puts himself out this way because of all the stress he has to go through with putting up with James and Sirius. Peter is a boy of seventeen with shaggy blond hair that he parts down in the sides or sometimes not at all. He's got blueish brown eyes with a quirky smile on his face. Peter isn't very tall or dark and handsome, in fact he's short, around 5'7, not tall enough to past for some guys. He's very pale and sunburns really easy. Peter is usually seen with a cupcake in his hand or all over his face. That isn't something a girl's eye would really catch.

Hobbies:
a. following Sirius Black & James Potter around
b. finding bugs
c. being the worry-wart
Likes:
a. when James & Sirius are nice to him
b. a good laugh
c. Lily Evans
d. joking around
Dislikes:
a. when James & Sirius are pulling the prank on Peter
b. being made fun of
c. being the center of attention

Flaws:
He's got a lot of flaws. Peter isn't the best looking around Hogwarts and he damn knows it. He's got messy blond hair that falls over to the sides which he doesn't like much and this goofy smile whenever a pretty girl talks to him. Main flaws, that he tends to bit his fingers so his hands are really rough.
Personality:
Peter Pettigrew is the tag-along boy in the group. He enjoys advanters and doesn't mind doing the dirty work most of the time. He's an all around nice guy with a mind of a killer. Though he doesn't seem it, Peter gets angry really easy. And he's usually really stressed out because of all the pranks James and Sirius put him through. He dislikes being the center of attention or their pranks, he keeps to himself though most of time in fear he would lose them. Peter's helpful and somewhat of a caring guy.

When it comes to girls, Peter is as dense as rock. He doesn't know the first thing about them, he is shy and akward when just thinking about one. His face turns red really easy so he spends him time not talking to girls. He leaves it all up to James and Sirius. Peter is a little laid back but can't sit still. He has to be up and about. To be honest with everyone, Peter likes Remus better than all his friends because Remus is someone Peter can actually come and talk to without being made fun of. Peter really doesn't like to be mad fun of.

Fears:
a. The Dark Lord
b. being alone with no one liking him
c. Sirius Black & James Potter
d. James finding out about his crush on Lily
Goals:
a. to tell Lily his feelings
b. to be better than James & Sirius

Personal History:
Peter Anderson Pettigrew grew up in the outskirts of London, England on a famer's ranch. He never had money nor power, because his parents Emily & Richard Pettigrew thought they would be happier without it. Emily and Richard met at Hogwarts, Emily Breekwood was in Hufflepuff while Richard Pettigrew was a lone star Gryffindor. Both very good-looking with blond hair and great brown and blue eyes. On March 13th 1954, Peter was born into their lives.

When Peter turned five he started showing signs of magic, his parents were both a witch and wizard so it didn't surprise them just made them proud of their son. Soon after that, Peter had gotten a taste of power when he and his father went out to a store and he through a hissy fit in the store. His father had gotten him a chocolate bar and even gave the boy a piggy-back ride on the way home. Peter loved the feeling of having control, yet he kept quiet about it. Around his nineth birthday his parents bought him a pet rat named Carl. Peter always plays with the rat and made him run in circles. To Peter it wasn't a pet, it was a thing that gave him more power. When Peter hit the age of eleven he got his letter to Hogwarts.

Once at Hogwarts, Peter Pettigrew went from a power-hungry boy to a meek, shy, akward boy who tagged around alot. That was untill he met James Potter, Sirius Black, and Remus Lupin. He could smell the popular-ness oozing off them, so he decided he would make himself be friends with them. He had always been on to stuck up, so stuckig up to them came natural. James never really liked Peter but allowed him to be with the gang because Sirius and Remus did really care for the boy. Now, in his seventh year at Hogwarts, Peter awaits for the day to have the most power above them all. Or in his mind, be the next James Potter.
Parents:
Emily Breekwood-Pettigrew - Mother
Richard Pettigrew - Father
Siblings?
None.
Pets?
He owns a small pet rat named: Carl.

Sample RP:
[Recycled]
Oh Gawd. It was him. That one boy, the boy whom's ego was to big for anyone to hold. The boy whom smirked and rolled his eyes, even if you were an adult. He was the kind of boy who would tell you how it is and not give a second thought and what you thought were your feelings. The kind of boy who slept in all his classes yet got straight A's for hardly trying. The kind of boy everyone envied because he was so tall and good-looking and knew it, and knew just how to flawt it. Yeah, that was him. Cocky, rude, and serious about punching your face in if you said something about his girl pants.

Zackary Adam Lorens.

Girls had envied how his slinder legs could fit so slim in their pants, how his hair could be brushed and pulled down so prefectly. Boys envied at how many girls drooled at his feet yet he didn't even look at them. How he could be so rude and mean to them, that it made them want him more. Professors grew angry with him since he sat around in class and slept while the other students tried their hardest to pass their exams and Lorens just took fifteen minutes and was done, still making a better grade. It made the Slytherin boy laugh, laugh on the inside and glow with glee. They were all suckers who tried to hard to fit in when he didn't even lift a finger and they all wanted to be him. That was how cocky he was, he believe everyone wanted to be just like him.

7:42. Zack blinked his eyes, he had wished it was earlier, waking up at the crack of dawn seemed to get on everyones nerves, 'pecially when he turned on the light and made loud nosies. He turned over in his bed, his hand digging under the pillow, a crumple of an object fell into his hands. A love note? From another one of those silly girls? Wait, girls weren't allowed in the boy's dorm at night. He sat up pulling the note out quickly. It wasn't a note, but a photo. He narrowed his eyes to take a better look, his dark eyes adjusting to the dark.

A tall and lean boy, hair of a golden blonde and eyes of a deep blue, his skin was pale and white, so creamy looking that it made Zack's mouth water. His hands so slinder and sleek, his lips cherry red, his cheeks a tint of pink. Zack pressed his face lower down to the picture, the boy had worn torn jeans with white and navy blue checkered vans, a tight light blue t-shirt, his cherry lips were pierced at the sides. The boy had look so happy. His arms were wrapped around someone. Zack moved his thumb other the other person. He could feel himself blink a few more times. It was him. He could feel a pit of anger in his chest. Nick. His first love, his first everything.

"I don't need you anymore. I can't love you."

Zack glared at the boy ripping the photo. Yeah? Well he didn't need Nick either. It had been ages when he had taken that photo of himself and Nick. Ages, when he had held the boy and felt at peace. When there was no need to be cocky and rude. He swallowed hard snapping on his light and getting dressed tossing the photo next to his desser. Gawd. What a moron he was to fall for someone like Nick. So sweet and inncent on the outside but ugly on the inside. Kind of like someone he knew?

He slapped on some old girl jeans he picked up off the floor and slipping on his black and white checker vans along with a tight red t-shirt that read: SceneXcore Dinosaur on it. He looked in the mirror running a brush though his hair and glacing at his teeth. He was looking perfect this morning, as of every morning. He blinked his eyes making his way out of the dorm and the Common Room. It was stuffy and the corridors and hallways didn't make his breathing any better. He rushed down the stairs nearly slipping off the last one, he caught himself on the rail, than turning on his heels walking out the door that lead to the lake. He was angry, sad, and yes...heartbroken. Someone must have found that photo, he was trying to forget. Really, he was, yet how could he when everyone tend to remind him.

The thing about Zack was, he wasn't like most boys. Sure, he played Quidditch, a damn good Chaser and an even better Slytherin Captain, and sure he seen a few naughty books and pictures in his times, but unlike boys who fancied over girls he fancied over boys. He didn't care who knew, it wasn't like he was going to hit on anyone at Hogwarts. They tend to ingore him anyway. Heck, even Malfoy wouldn't be friends with him with how cocky and rude he was. Zack wasn't rich nor did he have the best wizard and witch of a mum and dad. He didn't get to do what he want most of his time and he didn't have a job. He kicked at a rose bush that he had walked pass to get to the lake. One of the yellow roses getting stuck at the hemp of his pant's leg. He rolled his eyes grabbing the rose and tossing it in the lake.

Yellow roses were Nick's favorite.
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