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Chapter ten

Peter Pettigrew scampered, as a rat, down the long corridors, which seemed even longer whilst in rat form, attempting to make his way out of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Peter couldn't help but chuckle at his own cleverness.

"I cannot wait to find my lord again, and tell him about what I have done; he will be so pleased with me that he might not even punish me for allowing the Potter boy to once again destroying him from returning to greatness. He will the others though, the slimy bunch who did not even seek out our lord during him weakness, they will pay." Peter thought, as he made a sharp turn around some first year students, which he had neglected to, notice previously, due to being too busy with congratulating himself on his plan.

FLASHBACK

It was around nine o'clock when a rat, snuck in through one of the windows in the main entrance to Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry. Checking that the hall was empty, the rat sneaked once again back outside, then re-appeared once more in to the entrance hall, this time carrying a vial of blue potion, which seemed to be bigger than the rat it's self. The rat then stood on its back legs and rolled the vial along the table, using its front paws, which, if this had been seen, was defiantly weird behaviour for a rat. The rat then stopped the vial, and jumped on to the floor. All of a sudden footsteps could be heard coming towards the main hall, the rat scampered under the table, hiding in the shadows. The owner of the feet then walked though the hall, and opened the door to the outside, and walked out, closing the door behind them. The rat then stuck it's head out from under the table, and peered around the room, to make sure that no one else was coming, and that the person from before had defiantly gone. After a while the rat walked in to the middle of the room, and then began to change, once again in to a human. This human walked over to the table and picked up the vial of blue liquid, and raised it to his nose, taking a sniff of it. The now human Peter Pettigrew then placed the vial inside his shredded robes, and walked off towards the hospital wing, with it seemed an air of unrushed urgency.

Peter rounded the final corner of his journey, and found himself standing outside of the double oak doors of the hospital wing, Peter walked towards the door, looked around, and then slowly pushed open one of the heavy doors slightly, so that he could just about see who was in there, and if there were any people still walking around. He looked to the left of the darkened room, when he once again heard footsteps walking towards him. He quickly pulled the vial out of his pocked, and hid it on the floor, behind a statue of a magical creature on his left, and then transformed once more in to a rat, and then ran to also hide behind the statue.

"Hopefully Poppy will know what to do" Peter heard McGonagall say, as he watched her open the door to the hospital wing.

"Maybe, but I doubt that she has ever had to deal with a child who has suffered distress on this level" Snape said, going in to the hospital wing, though the other door, which McGonagall wasn't holding open.

"Ron, make sure that he doesn't hit his arm on that statue" Peter heard from a bushy haired girl, which he instantly recognised as Hermione Granger, the bossy know-it-all.

"He is nowhere near that statue, in fact you're the closest one to it Hermione" Ronald Weasley said.

The owners of the two voices then came in to view; they were supporting a distant looking Harry Potter. His eyes seemed to have a misty glazing on them, and he didn't look like he could move any part of his body himself.

For a moment or two Peter wondered why this was, but then decided that he didn't care, because with Potter like this, it made his job easier to do. He watched as the three get their way through the doors, and in to the hospital wing, seeing his chance to get in to the hospital wing un-noticed, Peter grabbed the vial in his teeth, and ran for the gap in the closing doors. Barely making it Pettigrew slid in though the small gap, and came to a crashing halt, as he hit a post of a folding privacy panel, which had been left to the right of the doors. Peter picked himself up, and checked the vial for breaks; only when he discovered that there were none did the small balding rat hide himself and the potion in the folds of the material from the panel.

"What was that?" Ron asked, as he looked around towards the noise Peter had created, but was cut off by Madam Pomfrey, who came out from her office, followed by Severus Snape.

"Come and sit him on this bed" Madam Pomfrey ushered. Ron and Hermione staggered over to the appointed bed, and laid Harry down on it, then moved away from the bed as Madam Pomfrey began casting spells on him, to determine what was wrong with him.

"Right, Ms Granger, Mr Weasley, I think it is time that the both of you went off to your dormitories, and got some rest, today has been exhausting I am sure for the both of you, also it is getting near curfew, and I do not want you to be caught by one of the other teachers" McGonagall said.

"No Professor, we want to stay" Hermione said, then looked at Ron.

"Yes, Professor, we want to know what is going to happen to Harry" Ron said, in answer to Hermione's look.

"No, you had better go and get some sleep; there is not much you can do for Mr Potter until he comes out of this state, which could take hours" Madam Pomfrey said, after she had finished casting the spells.

"But I am sure we can help!" Hermione said.

"No, it is better that you go to your dorms, rather than getting under Madam Pomfrey's feet"

Harry then groaned, and placed his hands over his eyes.

"See, he is coming around now, we need to explain what is going on"

"No Ms Granger, return to your dormitory at once, before I remove points from my own house, you can see Mr Potter in the morning, you can see from this at least that Mr Potter is all right, and he is coming around, and that he will, eventually, be fine, now off to bed!" McGonagal ended, softer than she had begun her sentence.

"But..." Hermione started to argue, concerned about her friend, who was thought to be dead until that afternoon.

"Hermione, we had better leave it, you know, and come back tomorrow" Ron said.

"That's the most intelligent thing I think I have ever heard come from your mouth Mr Weasley" Severus Snape said, looking down at the two children. Ron then proceeded to blush, and then he grabbed Hermione's elbow and they begrudgingly left the hospital wing, with promises that they will be back tomorrow to see Harry.

"I had better leave as well, I also need my sleep and there is nothing I can do, except for take up space, I will be back also tomorrow, good night" McGonagall said, and then with one final look at Harry she left the hospital wing.

"Do you need any potions to be brewed for this" Snape gestured at Harry.

"No thank you Severus, although I do think maybe we should have a sleeping drought on hand for when he does come around"

With a curt nod, Snape also left the hospital wing. Peter then sat rigidly still, as he watch Madam Pomfrey fuss over Harry as he woke up, and got in to some hospital wing pyjamas, and tucked him in to bed, the whole time as she babied him. He could see Potter getting annoyed with all the babying he was receiving and smirked to himself.

"You wait Potter; you think this is bad, wait until tomorrow it will get worse"

He watched as Potter rolled on to his side, with a confused look on his face. He seemed to be trying to figure out what was going on. After a while he watched as Harry eventually fell in to an uneasy sleep. Peter then came out f his hiding place, and looked around the room, seeing if Madam Pomfrey was still prowling about, seeing nothing he transformed in to as human. He walked back over to the privacy panel and brought out once again the vial of blue potion. Once again looking around him, Peter began walking silently towards Harry's bed.

Upon reaching his destination Peter took the stopper out of the end of the vial, and poured the contents of it down young Mr Potter's throat. He then pocketed the empty vial, with the stopper replaced in to the end, so that none of the potion touched him, and then once again transformed in to a rat, and hid on top of one of the window sills above Harry's bed, and waited for morning.

The next day Peter was awakened by the sound of Harry and Madam Pomfrey arguing about something. Realising he had fallen asleep after all Peter quickly come to his senses and followed the conversation that Harry and Pomfrey were having very loudly. He watched Harry reached for the potion and go to administer it to himself, Peter than had another plan come in to his head, and before he could even congratulate himself on having thought up two great plans by himself, he was already carrying out his second one. He had used a wandless spell which Voldemort had taught him during the first war, it was like an unforgivable curse, but this one was for one part of the body, and it gave the effect of having the limb being crushed. After seeing Harry drop the vial, and the subsequent babying he revived after that, Peter smirked to himself, and went to find a better place to hide, where he could still see everything that was going on, for when Dumbledore made his appearance.

Less than five minutes later Peter saw Dumbledore, followed by a blank faced Snape and a worried looking McGonagall. Peter watched as Dumbledore cut off Harry from insulting Pomfrey because of her babying, and then watched as they had a short conversation. Then he watched Dumbledore conjure up a chair from no-where, and then Harry move to the end of the bed. Then he watched Dumbledore attempt to read Harry's mind, this was when Peter's plan came in to action. The potion he had administered to Harry the night before was to scramble Harry's memories and block a person from seeing any memory clearly, this potion had been created by Voldemort himself, so that no-one would be able to read a deatheaters mind, should they be captured. These potions were always given to the deatheaters to drink before going out of missions. Peter then watched as Dumbledore gave up his attempt to read Harry's mind, and then asked Severus to try, at this point Peter bit his bottom lip, surely Snape would recognise this potion, and know that someone had given Harry it, and his plans would be ruined. But after a few minutes Snape also gave up his attempt, and then he watched then discuss what it meant. Smiling to himself Peter then decided this was probably the best time to make a break for it.

Peter jumped out of his hide away, and scampered down the hospital wing, and to the crack in the double doors which had been left open slightly in the teachers rush to Harry's bed. Everything at the moment seemed to be going right for Peter.

END OF FLASHBACK

Peter carried on running down the corridor, and rounded one more corner, seeing the exit in sight, he speed up.

"Hey, doesn't that rat look familiar?" A voice said from behind him.

Peter froze, fearing the worst. He glanced over his shoulder and saw Ronald Weasley, the boy he had lived with for twelve years, and he was with Hermione Granger, the clever witch, who would figure him out in ten seconds.

"Yes, it does a bit" Hermione said, distraction, though, clearly showing in her voice.

"I am sure I have seen it before" Ron said.

"Probably one of the first years pets, come on, we are going to be late" Hermione said, dragging Ron off.

Peter let out a sigh of relief, and ran down the corridor, and then climbed back out of the window, and ran the entire way to Hogsmede village.