"Pettigrew, Rowticus!" cried McGonall, holding up a scroll, which read off the names of all the first years.
A smile spread over Rowticus's slimy face as he made his way to the sorting hat.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the boy who lived, but soon, he would be, the boy who lived, until he was taken out by Rowticus Pettigrew during his first year at Hogwarts.
You see, Rowticus was no oridinary wizard...he was from the future!
He only recently learned who his parents were, before that, he had been raised by other people.
Anyway, once he learned that his parents were Peter Pettigrew and Delores Umbridge, and heard all the stories about them, he decided that they were heroes.
He would save Peter from getting killed to death, and he would save Delores from a life in Azkaban!
To do that, and to make sure Voldemort and the death eaters succeeded, he would need to get rid of Harry Potter and his meddling friends.
"Slytherin!" exclaimed the hat.
Rowticus smirked, of course he would be in Slytherin, what else house could be fit for him?
Hufflepuff? As if! He'd sell out his best friend for a box of doughnuts. Well, if he had a best friend.
Automatically, Rowyn's black robes turned to green, and the Slytherin crest grew on the left front side, or maybe the right, he couldn't tell his right from his left.
Then, he went and sat at the Slytherin table beside Draco Malfoy.
"Hey, I'm Rowticus, Rowticus Pettigrew," Rowyn said, extending his hand out to him.
"Sorry, but I don't associate with ugly people," Draco sniffed.
Rowticus let out a noise, that sounded a bit like a dying pig, and he reached for his wand. He was going to crucio this git into next Wednesday.
No, he took his hand out of his pocket, he couldn't do anything that would get him expelled and ruin his mission.
Instead, he focused his attention on his meal.
When he was done eating, his prefect led him towards his common room.
"So uh, Harry Potter, the boy who lived, he's coming to school here, eh?" Rowticus said all casually. He needed to gather as much intel on the boy as he could.
"Ugh, don't even say that name to me," Draco scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest, "I offered my friendship to him, and he totally blew me off, and even worse, he blew me off for the poor Weasley, and mudblood!"
"Oh ew gross!" Rowticus grimaced, he hated anyone who wasn't a pureblood.
"I know right?" Draco snorted, "You know, you're not so bad, I guess we can be friends."
"Awesome!" Rowticus exclaimed, he needed all the friends he could get if he was going to take Harry down, and he figured Draco would be the best.
"We're hungryyy," Crabbe and Goyle groaned from behind them. Rowticus felt his stomach rumble too.
"Are you oafs serious? We only just left the Great Hall," Draco sniffed.
"I know, but the long walk down here burned all the calories from that meal!" Crabbe exclaimed.
That was when Rowticus spotted it, a lone Bertie Botts every flavoured bean. He started for it, just as Crabbe and Goyle did.
"It's mine!" Rowticus shouted, launcing himself forward.
Then, like in a slow motion matrix movie scene, the other two boys also launced themselves forward.
Rowticus must have bumped into someone, because he felt pain in his head, and then, everything went dark.