[ And maybe that's the difference right now. Peter won't run -- he still loves his friends, where as a few years? He would run from any of them, hide from them and never look back.
His heart pounds in is chest, and he can hear Sirius coming, so he just opens his door. He clenches the doorknob tightly, because he's afraid. And maybe he shouldn't be, but he is absolutely, utterly afraid. Sirius Black hated him. That's what it felt like and it makes his stomach twist.
What point was there to anything, when he had no one? When he was truly, utterly alone? ]
I'm -- it's just here, Padfoot...
[ The name comes easily, without a thought, and he winces the moment he says it. Maybe he shouldn't assume their friendship is still in tact, maybe he should treat him like a stranger.
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[ And maybe that's the difference right now. Peter won't run -- he still loves his friends, where as a few years? He would run from any of them, hide from them and never look back.
His heart pounds in is chest, and he can hear Sirius coming, so he just opens his door. He clenches the doorknob tightly, because he's afraid. And maybe he shouldn't be, but he is absolutely, utterly afraid. Sirius Black hated him. That's what it felt like and it makes his stomach twist.
What point was there to anything, when he had no one? When he was truly, utterly alone? ]
I'm -- it's just here, Padfoot...
[ The name comes easily, without a thought, and he winces the moment he says it. Maybe he shouldn't assume their friendship is still in tact, maybe he should treat him like a stranger.
Peter just wants to hide. ]