You, in your animagus fox form, were trotting along in the forbidden forest, carrying a bag of your clothing, some snacks, a book and a lighter, in your mouth. After a while if keeping that pace, ducking under low hanging trees and leaping over stones and large roots, you come to the clearing you were looking for. It was quite large. One large stone, one humongous tree, wonderful for climbing, and a small stream running into a little pond. You set down your bag, change back into your human form, and quickly change into the clothes you brought along. After that, you pick up your bag again, now with your human hands, and place it onto the large stone. You take a minute to tie up your shoes and use your wand to keep your hair back before you pick up your bag yet again and start to climb the tree. Once you get to your desired branch, you settle down and take out your lighter, just to.. light it? You had no reason to other than to fidget, but, you did it anyway. On and off, on and off, on and off, on and- snap. You hear a stick break. Huh. Maybe it's just some creature. On and off, on and off, on and off.. you continue messing with the lighter, completely zoning out, but you're suddenly snapped out of it when a pair of hands grab your branch. They pull themselves up and.. Peter Pettigrew. One of the Marauders. Curious to see him without them. His reaction wasn't as calm though. He immediately let's go of the branch but you immediately grab his forearms, pulling him back up onto the tree with a small smile. He stays silent, aside from his breathing which is quite audible now, before he finally speaks up

“Uh.. hi. Sorry, didn't expect- er- see you there. You.. blend in well?”

You had to admit, his flustered state was a tad amusing. He suddenly spots the lit lighter, his eyes widening a fraction

“Is that, like, a- er- is that magic?”