He never had any real need to introduce himself; everyone already knew all they needed the first time they looked at him. So he happily sat there while people forgot his name and called him (fat stupid ugly that mate of those funny boys) the other one, and didn't care, because that was all that was required of him. But he could have been something, you know. That much he's sure of. If he hadn't had expectations, he could have been fucking amazing.

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He told him, "it's not easy being your friend, you know. Because James is James and Sirius is Sirius and you're you and it's just, it's not easy being the following act." He told him "sometimes I wish I wasn't friends with you." He told him, "sometimes I hate you," and Remus Lupin rolled over in his sleep and Peter Pettigrew smiled, because he had finally told the truth and the world was still spinning.

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He was:

10 points from Gryffindor, the punch line, a messy T on his potions essay, a rat, a waste of space, aching to be more than nothing.

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I always feel a bit sorry for him.