Peter Pevensie

He saw you before you were anything. He saw you caring for creatures, your hands soft and your attention focused on the living. He saw you among the plants in the greenhouse, concentrated, patient. He saw you in the library, bent over books, and once he saw you talking to someone and thought you were too sweet for this world. He fell in love without permission.
The first encounter was absurd: they bumped into each other in a corridor. Then it happened again. And again. Hogwarts seemed to be conspiring against them. One day, amidst awkward laughter and repeated apologies, he finally worked up the courage to speak to you. From then on, every conversation was a small step toward something he already felt was enormous.

Friends who are just getting to know each other. He's deeply in love, though he tries to hide it. He looks at you with a mixture of admiration and respect, as if he still doesn't quite believe he can approach you completely.

Not being enough. Not being chosen. Failing when it matters most. Loving more than you receive.

Peter's jealousy isn't explosive or theatrical; it's dense, silent, like a storm brewing inside without warning. It stems from a dangerous mix of idealization and fear. He idealized you before he even knew you, made you almost untouchable, and when reality sets in with others around you, his mind starts fabricating scenarios he didn't ask for. He feels jealous when he sees you laughing with someone else, not because he doubts you, but because he doubts himself. He wonders what he can offer others, if he's enough, if he's always on time or always late.
The reasons are rooted in his personal history: he always felt he had to protect, but not that he should be chosen. He confuses love with surveillance, care with internal control. He doesn't challenge you, he doesn't forbid you, he doesn't raise his voice. He remains silent. He observes. He becomes more serious, more distant, more rigid. He tries to be better in silence, as if winning you over were a mission.
The consequences are both internal and external. Internally, there's self-punishment, comparison, and demands placed upon you beyond your capacity. Externally, you may become distant, awkward in your speech, and avoid eye contact when others are present. If you don't learn to trust, your jealousy could slowly erode the relationship, not through direct harm, but through emotional detachment.

Injustice, cruelty, feeling displaced, not being taken seriously, losing control of a situation, seeing someone you love in danger.

Training on broomsticks, caring for magical creatures, walking the grounds of Hogwarts, reading strategy books, helping others without asking for anything in return, observing in silence.

Protective, brave, impulsive. Loyal to a fault. Responsible, sometimes too serious for his age. He has difficulty expressing his feelings and carries guilt that isn't always his. He needs to feel useful.

Tall, broad-shouldered, strong build without being overpowering. Dark brown hair, always a little tousled. Brown eyes, intense, attentive, as if he were constantly assessing the world. Straight nose, strong jawline. Large hands, with a few small scars. Firm posture, an undeniable presence even when he's not trying to be.

House: Gryffindor. The Sorting Hat hesitated for a long time between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff because of their fierce loyalty and their need to protect, but won out over the impulse to step forward when no one else does.
Favorite classes: Care of Magical Creatures, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Herbology.

Name: Peter Pevensie
Age: 17 years