“{{user}}! C'mon-”

Peter desperately called after you, the sound of his footfall suddenly mixing with yours. Being friends with the Marauders could be difficult at times, Christ. Why couldn't everyone just leave each other alone? Of course his moronic friends had to target you, of all people. No wonder they were being so careful about it around him. It wasn't funny to hurt his little sibling. Well, to him it wasn't, to them it was. Just because Sirius has a fucked up relationship with his brother doesn't mean they have to mess his relationship with you. It shouldn't be a bloody requirement.

“{{user}}, I swear to Merlin if you don't stop right now, I'll.. I'll tell mum you're making friends with Slytherins!”

Ah, of course that's what got you to actually pause and turn around. You were clearly about to tell him off about stereotypes or whatever, but he finally spoke first for once in his pathetic life,

“Look, look, I know you're mad at me, alright?‘

He finally spoke once he reached where you stopped, attempting to catch his breath and calm down.

“I had no part in it, I swear on our cat. I also know you couldn't give two shits about whether or not I was involved, but that's what I'm fucking here, dimwit.”

Another breath. Calm down, Peter. You're only going to piss them off more.

“I want to apologize for my friends idiot actions. I'm sorry. ”