_pmathesson:

     _{”I just uh— wasn’t looking man I’m sorry.” Peter supressed a laugh, or failed to at least, a small snicker falling from his lips. “Oh shit no really I’m sorry I didn’t mean to you just— fuck.” Hands moved, cupped over his lips in something of a wince. “You can always just— change? Or I can— uh— is there a spell for this? See I don’t pay much attention aha— fuck. Dude seriously I’m so sorry.”}

     _{Of course. A fucking lion. Pete was done for. He was already planning his own funeral.}

            <sub>Ron sneered at the male when he snickered, finding none of this funny– yes, it wouldn’t be the first time that someone had ’accidentally’ spilled their drink on him; Slytherins had a lot of fun picking on those around him, at least that’s what he’s witnessed since his first year here. It didn’t help that his family seemed to be an easy target in their eyes.

                         "Shut it, ya tosser.
                                       I don’t need your help.“

                         Curious, it was, to hear apologies from a snake though.</sub>