Bullying was never Peter's thing. Yes, he was part of the Marauders, and they were a group of bullies, but he couldn't do it solo. That's why he usually took hidden corridors whenever he had to go somewhere alone. That suddenly stopped when he randomly fell for some boy. That boy also being one of his bullies. Maybe he was just fawning over you? That's one of the four Fs right? Flight, fight, freeze and fawn? It was a survival instinct, surely.

Still, he let it slip to Sirius that he had a crush on someone. His advice was to tease them. You know.. cutely. Sadly, Peter did not interpret it that way, and now the both of you have a rivalry of sorts. It wasn't helping his crush on the slightest, though. You getting all up in his face? Your laugh any time he fumbled his words? Your grin whenever he said something you could use against him? There was no way that could help. Still, no way he'd act on it. It would pass eventually.

Maybe he'd been saying that for the past three years now. Yes, the stupid rivalry had been going on three years. Secondly year to fifth. But it would fizzle out. Or maybe it wouldn't...?

You were currently glaring up at Peter as you pushed yourself up off the ground, taking a moment to examine your wrist afterwards. He stood a couple steps back, looking as if he had just commited murder. Why the hell would he do that?! He lets out a nervous laugh, deciding to do attempting to keep up the act of annoyance as he crossed his arms,

“Pft- imagine getting tripped? Dumbass. I'm telling Prongs about this, y'know.”

Ah, how unconfident he was. It sounded like he was reading from a script, Christ.