Out of Inn: Monday, 9 April 1978

[pjpettigrew]

For the next week or so after the lecture, Peter wrote in the Inn-provided book every chance he got. Most of his yearmates didn't notice; they were too busy revising for NEWTs. Two months wasn't very long to study when your entire future hung on the outcome of several competency tests

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[not_the_lion]

Most of his yearmates didn't notice, to be sure, but Regulus hardly fell into that category. He tended to pay attention to what his friends were up to. And not only had Peter been in a surprisingly good mood since that little show at dinner last week, but he'd been keeping something going in that book, which was new.
He'd been waiting for a chance to ask about it, but given the inter-house tensions at work, such chances were hard to come by. But that was the nice thing about the outdoors; it made for more or less neutral territory.
So when he saw Peter with the new book once again, he headed over. "You've been writing in that thing all week. Are you plotting a follow-up to last week's performance or something?"

[pjpettigrew]

"Hi, Reg," Peter said, smiling. "No, something a lot more involved. Something I'm going to work on after I get out of school. I'd kind of like you to be in on it, actually. Though I realise that it would have to be in an unofficial capacity until next June."

[not_the_lion]

"...Don't tell me you're suddenly angling to take over the world. I don't think we've got the holding capacity for two attempts at once."
Besides, he wasn't sure Peter could sustain a full-blown takeover.

[pjpettigrew]

"Please," said Peter with a snort. "What would I do with the world if I had it? Besides, we've had attempted world takeovers every thirty to forty years or so for the past couple of hundred years. It's really getting monotonous. If you're going to do something drastic, make it original!"