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Chapter 4: Something unexpected

Peter absolutely hated Sylar and he didn't know why, there was just something about him that annoyed Peter so much. Maybe it was because he was a Slytherin where as he, himself, was a Gryffindor and there house rivalry was taking its toll on him, but he just could not get over it. Now was the beginning of the fourth year he had to endure him. Peter was minding his own business, just walking down the hallway on his way back to his carriage where all his friends were when; suddenly he was knocked into an empty carriage. Once he had picked himself back up and had regained his balance, he then looked up to find three fifth year Slytherins in front of him. One of the Slytherins quickly ran behind Peter and grabbed a hold of his hands and kept them behind his back so he couldn't run off and just to make sure another Slytherin stood in front of the door. Meanwhile the last Slytherin stood in front of Peter, wand out at the ready.

"Look what we've got here" he sneered, "A Gryffindor mud-blood!" the other Slytherins snickered at the offensive name he had just called Peter. "Now what should we do with you"

Peter closed his eyes and braced himself for the worst, but nothing happened. Suddenly the hands keeping his own hands back became limp and the body pressed up against his own fell back. When Peter finally opened his eyes he saw the other two Slytherins lying limp on the floor and who other then Sylar in the doorway, wand drawn, just staring at him.

"Are you ok?" he asked with what sounded like concern in his voice.

Peter just stood there trying to figure out what had just happened. Sylar hadn't saved him surly not, why would Sylar save someone like Peter. After all as the other Slytherins had said, Peter was just a mud-blood Gryffindor that hardly anyone took any notice of whereas Sylar was a pure-blood Slytherin who had no reason to save Peter at all.

"You... you saved me?" asked Peter slightly confused and still a little traumatized. All Sylar did was nod in answer.

Then something changed. Peter had a sudden new found respect for the teenager that stood before him. The thought that Peter used to hate Sylar suddenly became absurd to him. Then he did something totally unexpected, that even he at the time did not know that he was about to do. He ran straight up to Sylar and gave him an enormous hug. Sylar was slightly taller than him so Peter could rest his head on Sylar's shoulder. As Peter moved away he spoke in a quiet voice, "Thank you" with a small smile on his face. The look he got in reply from Sylar gave him butterflies in his stomach and got his heart beating just that little bit faster. Sylar gave Peter the most dazzling smile and the pure joy in his eyes just said it all really.

"Err; Sylar, do you wanna go find somewhere to sit... together?" Peter asked quite nervously, eagerly anticipating Sylar's reply.

"I'd love to and please, call me Gabriel" Sylar smiled back and off they went in search of an empty carriage with no unconscious Slytherins in it, with huge grins plastered on their faces. On their way they passed the carriage that Peter was originally on his way to, with all his friends in, and the looks on their faces as they saw Peter pass while talking to a Slytherin was absolutely priceless.