Post by Peter E. Pettigrew on Aug 18, 2010 15:11:45 GMT 1
It was sunny and it was hot, or at least as hot as it got in Great Britain during spring really, and Peter was doing hard work in Hagrid's vegetable garden. He'd gotten yet another detention and rather than sit the boy down and make him do lines yet again, Professor McGonagall decided it would be best if he made the most of the available sunshine and worked in Hagrid's vegetable patch for a while.
Peter had to admit, it was the hardest thing he'd ever had to do, not only was the work hard but he had a feeling he was going to miss lunch and he hadn't had too big a breakfast. The vegetable patch was massive and so were the vegetables, but what did you expect from a guy that was almost the size of a giant. Okay, maybe he was a few feet sorter, but he was much bigger than anyone Peter knew, not that Peter knew a lot of people really, but he had seen them, people that was and none of them had looked as big as Hagrid, not even the ones he;d classed as big at the time.
Weeding, harvesting and watering. Hagrid watched his every move and then after a couple of hours, Peter was allowed to stop and go back to the castle, but he was far too exhausted to go anywhere for the time being, instead he put the watering can back where Hagrid had told him and sat on the horseless cart that had bits of hay strewn across it. Hagrid headed up to the castle and Peter laid back, the wood creaking a little under his weight but surely he weighed nothing compared to what the cart carried. He didn't care though, he just wanted to rest and really get a glass of water.
Closing his eyes for what felt like a second Peter stayed where he was, relaxing in the midday sun, but by the time he opened his eyes, his sweaty clothes had dried and were cooler, the sun had moved and he was in the shade of large trees that loomed near Hagrid's cabin. Peter wasn't a genius or anything but from the position of the sun he figured he'd fallen asleep, but for how long he had no idea, he just hoped he hadn't missed dinner as well as lunch, then it would be the worst day ever.
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