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A Conspiracy of Cartographers (1.17)

Peter has the lion's share of the pov in this chapter, so I thought I'd post it here. Peter is so marginalised in fanfic.

Title: A Conspiracy of Cartographers, Year One (17/18)
Author: pica_scribit
Word Count: ~90,000 and counting
Genre: Drama, Coming-of-Age
Rating: PG-13
Timeline: Marauders' first year (1971-1972)
Characters: Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, James Potter, Peter Pettigrew, Lily Evans, Severus Snape and many more
Pairing(s): Remus/Sirius pre-slash, other pairings implied or mentioned
Synopsis: The story of a werewolf's bite that sealed the fate of four boys, and of the Wizarding world. Being a chronicle of the Hogwarts years of Mssrs Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters and the Wizarding world are the sole property of J. K. Rowling. I own nothing except my own ideas, and make no profit. No copyright infringement is intended. Please don't sue me.

This Chapter: The boys survive the exams, the Quidditch final yields unexpected results, and Remus and Lily patch things up. (Sirius, James, Peter & Remus's PoV)
Author's Note: Right. So after weighing the pros and cons, I've decided to split this chapter yet again. It was going to be at least 7000 words if I didn't, but I decided was just way too long. I should stop trying to predict these things in advance. I apologise for the chapter title, which I came up with at the last minute while half asleep. Did I mention I hate writing Quidditch?


Excerpt:
Remus looked pained. "It's not that we're not speaking, she's just --"

"Not talking to you?" Sirius suggested, rolling onto his front to look at Remus.

"Yeah, something like that."

"I still can't get over the fact that you told her you love her in front of all of us and Snape, too," said James, shaking his head.

"Told you." Remus's ears were pink. "She's just a friend."

"Do you love us, too, Remus?" asked Sirius, batting his eyelashes.

Remus looked down his nose at the dark-haird boy. "I'll admit to moments of fondness. I usually just lie down until they pass."


(Chapter Seventeen: Dubious Honours)

[Prologue I] [Prologue II]
[One] [Two] [Three] [Four] [Five] [Six] [Seven] [Eight] [Nine] [Ten] [Eleven] [Twelve] [Thirteen] [Fourteen] [Fifteen] [Sixteen]
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