“Come on, Peter! What are you waiting for? You’ve been putting this off for over a month.”
Peter looked down at his feet and tried not to let on how nervous he was. Every since their third year, when James had suggested the possibility of them becoming Animagi, Peter had been nervous. Even now, when he had read every book in the library about the subject, practiced the concentration and the incantation involved everyday for two years, he was still nervous. Peter shifted his weight, avoiding looking at the others. Sirius tapped his foot impatiently.
“Do you really want to be left out again?” James asked, exasperated. “The full moon is in less than two weeks, Peter. If you don’t try it now then you’re not going to be ready to go with us.” Peter still did not look up and James threw up his hands in frustration.
“Whatever,” he said, turning his back on Peter and coming around to face Sirius. “Let’s get out of here. He’s too chicken to do it.” Peter felt the heat rising in his cheeks as James and Sirius walked away.
“Wait!” Peter yelled at their retreating backs. James and Sirius turned to face him, eyebrows raised. “I’ll do it.” James and Sirius grinned and came back to stand beside him.
“Excellent,” James said, slapping Peter on the back. Peter took a deep breath and raised his wand.
“Don’t forget to concentrate really hard,” Sirius advised.
“And remember the incantation,” James said. “Its-”
Peter glared at him. “I know what it is,” he snapped. “Just shut up and let me get on with it.”
Sirius and James fell silent and watched their friend eagerly. Peter took another deep breath, said the incantation, and closed his eyes tight. He waited a few moments.
“Guys, I don’t think it worked,” he started to say, but all that came out was a high pitched squeak. Peter opened his eyes and looked around, twisting his head around to look at his back. He was surprised to see a long bald tail and gray fur.
It worked! It worked!
he thought, happily.
He looked to see where James and Sirius were, wondering what his friends thought of him now, and found that they were both rolling with laughter.
“A mouse?” James said, disbelieving. Sirius tried to speak, but was doubled over, laughing too hard to speak.
Petere squeaked angrily and did the reverse spell. He closed his eyes again, then opened them a few moments later. He opened his mouth to tell James and Sirius off, but another squeak came out. Peter’s head whipped around and he, again, saw the bald tail and the gray fur.
he thought, fear flooding him. I’m stuck.
He began to squeak uncontrollably.
Laughing, Sirius pulled out his wand and did the reverse spell.
“I always knew you were a rat, Peter,” Sirius said, grinning broadly.
Peter looked down at his feet. I will never be good enough for them…