Peter ducked his head, trying to hide the flush that moved across his face. How did Lily stand him, this Slytherin? It was something he figured he could never understand and would just have to go with. Still not looking at Severus, Peter pulled open his bag and brought out his potions materials. It didn't even occur to him that he could ask the other for help--he never though to ask anyone but Lily in the first place.
So far, Peter managed not to bang anything around on the table. Considering that he usually dropped something by now, he was both relieved and worried. If he didn't drop anything now, would be drop something worse later? He hoped it wouldn't be anything of Severus' things. That moment came, however, when the Slytherin spoke again. Peter dropped his quill at the voice, splattering ink over his parchment.
"Ah... sorry. Sorry." He quickly moved to clean it up, answering the question as he did so. "I'm trying my potion's essay a bit. Get a late head start on it. How about you?"
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