Peter was never the smartest or bravest kid.. But he definitely liked his
friends.
He trusted them. Without them he would have never gotten through his teen
years at Hogwarts.. Why then.did he go back and betray them all? Making
them all suffer. What is his story? You shall now find out..
Peter looked up and saw his father and mother yelling at each other again. He winced as his father hit his mother for the third time. His father never hit him, but only because he was sure Peter wouldn't do anything "bad". Ever since Peter was 6 he had had a growing fear of everything bad. Fear so bad that he would even turn to it to not get hurt. Not like his mother, who suffered. He winced for the 6th time. 'I wish I was brave like mom, to stand up to him.' He looked in sadness at his mother. He would soon be starting Hogwarts, tomorrow actually. He was scared he wouldn't meet anyone. No one on his street ever played with him anyway. They all made fun of him because he was a little overweight. He watched as his father kept yelling and then just ran out of the house. His mother fell to the floor in defeat and started crying. He went over and patted her back.
"Its okay mum." Peter said. She just sniffed and looked up at him. He got scared, the look in her face was with so much hate that he would even kill her so he wouldn't have to look at her face.
"School starts tomorrow right Pete?" she asked with another sniffle.
"Yeah.. Yeah it does."
"Good luck Hun.I think you're.. Father.is going to be taking you tomorrow."
"You won't be seeing me off mum?" He asked with a bit of cowardliness.. What if dad does something to me. "I don't think he wants me to go, but its alright Pete don't worry."
The next day Peter woke up earlier looking at the ceiling. He was scared about what his dad would say when he brought him to the train station.what he would do. He heard a knock.
"Pete? Its 9:00, you better get up now." He heard his mothers' voice say.
"Alright mum." He answered and got dressed. He went downstairs and saw his father eating breakfast. Strangely not saying a word.
"Morning Dad." Peter said to show respect.
"Hi.Peter." His dad answered.
He looked at his mom in worry but she didn't look at him.
"Why don't you eat something Pete?" His mom asked and he sat down. She gave him some waffles and then sat down.
No one said anything for about 30 minutes, then his father, who was reading something, looked up and said suddenly, scaring Peter out of his chair,
"Alright then, Lets get going huh?"
"Ok father." Peter said standing up and rushed up stairs to get his shoes on, he heard his father coming.
"Peter.don't let me down. Not like what happened to me. You're going to get good grades and pass." "Yes father." Peter said almost stuttering.
His father left him and went downstairs, yelling on the way,
"Be down in 5 minutes!"
"Yes Father." Peter whispered and sat down on his bed.
'Please don't let him hurt me.please..'
A/n -.. I'm not sure about this...Continue? No? I've read a lot of stories and know you people don't like Peter too much.I'm just trying to write a story to show you that he's not bad.. or not THAT bad. SO if you want more then tell me! Or no more Peter!! (*cheers from everyone*..) oh well.I tried..
Peter looked up and saw his father and mother yelling at each other again. He winced as his father hit his mother for the third time. His father never hit him, but only because he was sure Peter wouldn't do anything "bad". Ever since Peter was 6 he had had a growing fear of everything bad. Fear so bad that he would even turn to it to not get hurt. Not like his mother, who suffered. He winced for the 6th time. 'I wish I was brave like mom, to stand up to him.' He looked in sadness at his mother. He would soon be starting Hogwarts, tomorrow actually. He was scared he wouldn't meet anyone. No one on his street ever played with him anyway. They all made fun of him because he was a little overweight. He watched as his father kept yelling and then just ran out of the house. His mother fell to the floor in defeat and started crying. He went over and patted her back.
"Its okay mum." Peter said. She just sniffed and looked up at him. He got scared, the look in her face was with so much hate that he would even kill her so he wouldn't have to look at her face.
"School starts tomorrow right Pete?" she asked with another sniffle.
"Yeah.. Yeah it does."
"Good luck Hun.I think you're.. Father.is going to be taking you tomorrow."
"You won't be seeing me off mum?" He asked with a bit of cowardliness.. What if dad does something to me. "I don't think he wants me to go, but its alright Pete don't worry."
The next day Peter woke up earlier looking at the ceiling. He was scared about what his dad would say when he brought him to the train station.what he would do. He heard a knock.
"Pete? Its 9:00, you better get up now." He heard his mothers' voice say.
"Alright mum." He answered and got dressed. He went downstairs and saw his father eating breakfast. Strangely not saying a word.
"Morning Dad." Peter said to show respect.
"Hi.Peter." His dad answered.
He looked at his mom in worry but she didn't look at him.
"Why don't you eat something Pete?" His mom asked and he sat down. She gave him some waffles and then sat down.
No one said anything for about 30 minutes, then his father, who was reading something, looked up and said suddenly, scaring Peter out of his chair,
"Alright then, Lets get going huh?"
"Ok father." Peter said standing up and rushed up stairs to get his shoes on, he heard his father coming.
"Peter.don't let me down. Not like what happened to me. You're going to get good grades and pass." "Yes father." Peter said almost stuttering.
His father left him and went downstairs, yelling on the way,
"Be down in 5 minutes!"
"Yes Father." Peter whispered and sat down on his bed.
'Please don't let him hurt me.please..'
A/n -.. I'm not sure about this...Continue? No? I've read a lot of stories and know you people don't like Peter too much.I'm just trying to write a story to show you that he's not bad.. or not THAT bad. SO if you want more then tell me! Or no more Peter!! (*cheers from everyone*..) oh well.I tried..