Chapter Two: Close Calls and Them Some.
"What did he want?"
It took all the self-restraint that Harry could muster not to attack Peter Pettigrew and strangle him to
death.
"Who's that?"
Peter had just noticed Harry and his uncanny resemblance to James.
"This is Harry Green, Peter. He's an exchange student from America and is going to be going to
Hogwarts."
"Oh, he looks a lot like Prongs."
"Yeah, Wormtail, we decided that out while you were over there flirting with that Slytherin girl.
What's her name again?"
"It's Beatrice Smith. Anyway, she's going out with Joshua Parkinson."
"Oh, tough luck. Well, at least any children they have will be butt ugly. Funny how that will
happen, but a curse to the rest of the world."
"Well, even if you did marry her, the children would still be just as ugly. You don't look any more
handsome then Joshua. OUCH! What did you do that for Mooney?"
"You need to learn to be nice Padfoot. That attitude of yours might get you into trouble some day."
"I was just having some fun. Hey, what's that."
Harry had just gotten up and a piece of parchment fluttered onto the ground. Sirius snatched it up
before he could grab it.
"Dear Harry,
No longer will you get into my way. Even though you managed to escape death at the Ministry, you
will no longer be a thorn in my side. Happy Birthday.
Voldormort"
"Who's Voldormort? What does he mean by you being able to escape death? Why were you at the
Ministry?"
"Hey! I know who Voldormort is!"
"Who is he Sirius?"
"He's this guy who supports only having pure-blood wizards learning magic. Having no muggle
borns or half and halfs."
"Isn't that the guy who your older brother joined?"
"Yeah, he's changed him a lot. He always says that I should stop hanging out with James because
he's going out with Lily. I think it is bull shit though."
It was common knowledge at Hogwarts that Lily was muggle born. It was difficult not to though.
The way she was constantly carrying on about how unbearable her sister Petunia was. Especially
now since she was constantly complaining about the muggle that she was going out with. A Vernon
Dursley or something like that.
"Harry, where did this come from? How do you know him?"
"What did he want?"
It took all the self-restraint that Harry could muster not to attack Peter Pettigrew and strangle him to
death.
"Who's that?"
Peter had just noticed Harry and his uncanny resemblance to James.
"This is Harry Green, Peter. He's an exchange student from America and is going to be going to
Hogwarts."
"Oh, he looks a lot like Prongs."
"Yeah, Wormtail, we decided that out while you were over there flirting with that Slytherin girl.
What's her name again?"
"It's Beatrice Smith. Anyway, she's going out with Joshua Parkinson."
"Oh, tough luck. Well, at least any children they have will be butt ugly. Funny how that will
happen, but a curse to the rest of the world."
"Well, even if you did marry her, the children would still be just as ugly. You don't look any more
handsome then Joshua. OUCH! What did you do that for Mooney?"
"You need to learn to be nice Padfoot. That attitude of yours might get you into trouble some day."
"I was just having some fun. Hey, what's that."
Harry had just gotten up and a piece of parchment fluttered onto the ground. Sirius snatched it up
before he could grab it.
"Dear Harry,
No longer will you get into my way. Even though you managed to escape death at the Ministry, you
will no longer be a thorn in my side. Happy Birthday.
Voldormort"
"Who's Voldormort? What does he mean by you being able to escape death? Why were you at the
Ministry?"
"Hey! I know who Voldormort is!"
"Who is he Sirius?"
"He's this guy who supports only having pure-blood wizards learning magic. Having no muggle
borns or half and halfs."
"Isn't that the guy who your older brother joined?"
"Yeah, he's changed him a lot. He always says that I should stop hanging out with James because
he's going out with Lily. I think it is bull shit though."
It was common knowledge at Hogwarts that Lily was muggle born. It was difficult not to though.
The way she was constantly carrying on about how unbearable her sister Petunia was. Especially
now since she was constantly complaining about the muggle that she was going out with. A Vernon
Dursley or something like that.
"Harry, where did this come from? How do you know him?"