WISHLISTS: Two Lives (Peter/Regulus)
Author: kerplankia
Recipient: briony_tallis
Title: Two Lives
Pairing: Peter/Regulus, Unrequited Peter/Sirius
Request: black cloud
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 556
Summary: Peter's life could have gone so much differently if Sirius had been a bit different, and if Regulus had not been there to pick up the pieces.
Author's Notes: A little rough (I really need to get a beta) and an extra pairing, but this just poured out as soon as I read your request!
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Sirius Black was the star, the sun, the moon of Peter Pettigrew's short and uneventful life.
When Sirius barked out a command, a question or a fanciful idea, Peter scrambled to attention and did his best to fulfill it.
Peter risked hand and paw to make Sirius happy. He would do anything for him because when he was with Sirius things happened. His heart
would soar and his stomach would tremble, and racing thoughts would zoom around the empty spaces in his mind until all he could think was
Sirius.Padfoot.Sirius.Padfoot.Sirius
Peter grew up, got a flat with Sirius and Remus (Prongs was too busy making little Pronglets) and joined the Aurors because that is what Sirius
did.
His life was average, a bit boring, but he did not mind. Peter's stomach swooped in the mornings when Sirius forgot his towel again in his room and did a casual, naked saunter back from the shower.
His heart fluttered when at lunch among the other Aurors, Sirius slapped a hand across his back and congratulated him on the catch of a minor criminal the day before.
Having drinks at the pub, Peter went cold when he saw for the nth time, Sirius flirting with numerous girls that seemed to only ever simper and cross their arms under their chest, raising assets that Sirius never failed to notice. But he knew that Sirius liked him better.
Then, during a simple Auror drill, something went wrong. Peter saw the green light flash from the end of a wand heading straight towards Sirius and thiswasnotright!
He felt himself leap in front of it, saw the panicked look on Sirius' face, and then--that was all. He never landed and never would feel the flutter swoop again.
Peter Pettigrew died for love, and he died a hero. After his death, he was mourned by many, and immortalized in stories of courage and bravery and selflessness.
This never happened.
It is 6th year, and Sirius had ignored Peter one too many times. The star had winked out, and the light of the sun and moon had faded away to darkness.
And then, Regulus slid into the picture. He was like a black cloud, angry and ready to burst (later, Peter smirks as 'ready to burst' takes on a different meaning when Regulus is moaning so loud underneath him) and he was all Peter's.
There was no James Potter to compete with, no Remus to be outwitted by and there was no rejection from this Black; Regulus loved him like Sirius never did.
When Regulus asked Peter to follow him to the end of the earth and back, Peter did. He met this new Dark Lord and revelled in the power that swirled in that first meeting.
When he was with Regulus that night, it was hard, fast and hungry. It ate the last of the stars, sun and moon that still glittered softly somewhere deep and Peter felt free.
When the Secret was given gladly to his Lord, Peter knew that nobody would ever feel as good, as powerful, as strong as he did then.
Just before this Peter died, years after Regulus (he had thought that Regulus would be strong like him), he wondered briefly what his life would have been like without Regulus.
He couldn't imagine one.
He didn't want to.
Recipient: briony_tallis
Title: Two Lives
Pairing: Peter/Regulus, Unrequited Peter/Sirius
Request: black cloud
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 556
Summary: Peter's life could have gone so much differently if Sirius had been a bit different, and if Regulus had not been there to pick up the pieces.
Author's Notes: A little rough (I really need to get a beta) and an extra pairing, but this just poured out as soon as I read your request!
~~~~~~~~~~
Sirius Black was the star, the sun, the moon of Peter Pettigrew's short and uneventful life.
When Sirius barked out a command, a question or a fanciful idea, Peter scrambled to attention and did his best to fulfill it.
Peter risked hand and paw to make Sirius happy. He would do anything for him because when he was with Sirius things happened. His heart
would soar and his stomach would tremble, and racing thoughts would zoom around the empty spaces in his mind until all he could think was
Sirius.Padfoot.Sirius.Padfoot.Sirius
Peter grew up, got a flat with Sirius and Remus (Prongs was too busy making little Pronglets) and joined the Aurors because that is what Sirius
did.
His life was average, a bit boring, but he did not mind. Peter's stomach swooped in the mornings when Sirius forgot his towel again in his room and did a casual, naked saunter back from the shower.
His heart fluttered when at lunch among the other Aurors, Sirius slapped a hand across his back and congratulated him on the catch of a minor criminal the day before.
Having drinks at the pub, Peter went cold when he saw for the nth time, Sirius flirting with numerous girls that seemed to only ever simper and cross their arms under their chest, raising assets that Sirius never failed to notice. But he knew that Sirius liked him better.
Then, during a simple Auror drill, something went wrong. Peter saw the green light flash from the end of a wand heading straight towards Sirius and thiswasnotright!
He felt himself leap in front of it, saw the panicked look on Sirius' face, and then--that was all. He never landed and never would feel the flutter swoop again.
Peter Pettigrew died for love, and he died a hero. After his death, he was mourned by many, and immortalized in stories of courage and bravery and selflessness.
This never happened.
It is 6th year, and Sirius had ignored Peter one too many times. The star had winked out, and the light of the sun and moon had faded away to darkness.
And then, Regulus slid into the picture. He was like a black cloud, angry and ready to burst (later, Peter smirks as 'ready to burst' takes on a different meaning when Regulus is moaning so loud underneath him) and he was all Peter's.
There was no James Potter to compete with, no Remus to be outwitted by and there was no rejection from this Black; Regulus loved him like Sirius never did.
When Regulus asked Peter to follow him to the end of the earth and back, Peter did. He met this new Dark Lord and revelled in the power that swirled in that first meeting.
When he was with Regulus that night, it was hard, fast and hungry. It ate the last of the stars, sun and moon that still glittered softly somewhere deep and Peter felt free.
When the Secret was given gladly to his Lord, Peter knew that nobody would ever feel as good, as powerful, as strong as he did then.
Just before this Peter died, years after Regulus (he had thought that Regulus would be strong like him), he wondered briefly what his life would have been like without Regulus.
He couldn't imagine one.
He didn't want to.