Peter Pettigrew had always been a loner. He was never popular and he never dated. When he finally did make friends, they did so out of pity.

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It had been in the middle of winter of his first year at Hogwarts. Peter was taking a walk to clear his head before he once again attempted his homework. It wasn't his fault that he wasn't very good at magic. Some of the Slytherins even teased him about being a Squib. However hard he tried, to him making a feather float was like a Fidelius Charm.

As Peter sat down under an oak tree near the lake he looked around and studied the people near him. He was very good at that, judging people, watching people. There were those three boys again, having a snowball fight. He wished he could join them. For first years they were very popular, James Potter, Remus Lupin, and Sirius Black. Of course, they—so many others—didn't acknowledge his existence. Peter doubted they even knew his name.

Near Hagrid's hut were two girls helping him feed the chickens. The redhead was laughing as the brunette was being chased by one of the chickens. Those two were very smart and Peter had considered asking them to tutor him. He never got up the courage to approach them though. He had never got up the courage to approach any girl before.

Peter really didn't seem to have any Gryffindor qualities and he often wondered why the Sorting Hat had put him there instead of Hufflepuff. He knew why he wasn't a Ravenclaw. That much was obvious.

On the other side of him a small group of Slytherins were approaching. He recognized the boy in lead, someone named Avery Nott. He had the darkest brown hair which was hanging in front of his piercing turquoise eyes. Behind him was a small boy hanging on to Avery's every word while Avery towered over him by nearly a foot. Peter's heart leapt. Maybe they wanted to be friends with him!

As they came closer he realized this was definitely not the case. Both had their wands out and evil smirks on their faces. He sighed fumbling for his wand when he realized that he had left it in his room. Not that it would of helped him much anyways. Sitting dejectedly, Peter braced himself for the worst.

"Furnu--"

"Expelliarmus!"

The three boys Peter had watched have a snowball fight had spotted trouble and come to his rescue. He breathed a sigh of relief as he saw that they had two extra wands. The boy named Sirius tossed them to the threshold of the castle and motioned for the other two boys to run. They were walking away when the sandy haired one stopped them and started talking in a hushed whisper. Nodding the three came back to Peter.

Cringing he prepared himself for the tormenting a looked startled when a hand was placed in front of him. He eagerly grabbed it and stood up balanced his rather overweight body.
"I'm James Potter," said the boy holding his hand. He had very messy black hair and brown eyes barely distinguishable beneath it. "These are my friends Sirius Black and Remus Lupin. We wanted to know if you would like to join us in turning Snape's hair pink."

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The older version of the chubby boy put his head in his hands and shook it. The Dark Lord held no pity and had promised him power. It was those things that had lead him to betray the Potters. Of course, little Harry had defeated his Lord, making things worse for him.

The Dark Lord had no pity. He often cursed Peter—no, he was Peter no more, Peter was dead, he was Wormtail now-- not caring about causing pain or trauma. Wormtail was often left barely having the power to bow to him. Life was horrible as the other Death Eaters taunted him for being a coward. Just as they had in school.

Power. Ah, yes. Wormtail had been promised power if he were to join the Dark Lord. It had taken him several years before he realized that only one person would truly hold any power: The Dark Lord. Wormtail would be held higher in stature, but still nothing but another mere minion to Voldemort. He would never have any honor. Not only was he partially responsible for his master's first defeat, but he had blundered endlessly and cause more.

And then there was Harry Potter. The boy had honor. He had saved Wormtail from murder by his two old friends. The boy was kind to the person who had killed his parents. The boy had pity. And he had Wormtail in his debt.

Wormtail sighed. He had gained nothing from helping the Dark Lord, and had gained nothing from betraying his only true friends. He put his head against the damp wall of the cold, dark room he had been allowed, and let the same thoughts play themselves yet again in his mind.

Authorss Note: Yes that chapter seemed very random. I go from Harry and Hermione's love life to Peter and inside his mind. I always did want to explore the mind of a killer though and seemed like a good chance. This does eventually have a connection with my story and J.K. Rowling's story. It was something that Remus said, atleast I think it was Remus. Might of been Dumbledore, or Hermione. Not really sure. Anyways I just remember the quote.

I really enjoyed writting this chapter and so far it is my favorite. It was darker then normal but I really liked it and I hope you guys do as well.

SiriusRulz14: Yes Aberforth is odd. From what little glimpses we got of him in Order of the Phoneix I deduced he was crazyier then his brother. That would be very odd. Err, thanks for sharing that you talk to yourself. I do the same thing! Its rather fun, the fun increases when I accendiently say parts of my conversation out loud. Whoops.

Desipoplover13: I like Aberforth to, hes random and slightly insane. Like me! Now that we have some OCs we can be some what more libreal but still they won't be in this much. Yes we are reaching the end. Now that I metioned the weapon (after the 36 chapter build up) I am going to have to have the action climaz pretty soon.

Then, you know what happens, and I can't exactly write a sequeal.

I think that after I write A one-shot of somehting other then Harry Potter we can begin the next story. I was thinking I am going to go with the twins as they can provide a longer story with guidelines that aren't nearly as strict. We don't know an overly lot about them.

Funness: Being an only child doesn't make you mental, its the other way around. Siblings keep you on edge and some push you off that edge. Happy topics!

Glad you liked my Harry and Hermione action. I wrote it while completating what I would do in order to make an annoying boy flustered. Harry does like Hermione! It will happen in the next two books. You'll see.

I suppose so. Forgot about that little conversation, I think Harry and Hermione would to. Plus saying, "I know about your secrets because you accidently let them slip," sounds much lamer. Thanks for reviewing and I can't wait for your next chapter.

Ronkid8829: As eager as I am to read your stories, and as excited as I am to see you have a new one that for some strange reason you refuse to post on fanfiction you did not have to give it to me in a review. Or you could of at least said something remotely review like. For real reviews look at other peoples. The Shadows leaves superb ones and Funess is pretty awesome too. Actually, everyone else leaves good reviews.

I thought we had agreed on you sending your story to Desipoplover13 and then she would forward it to me. That would of worked. Or you could of posted it on this site since it is a peice of fanfiction.

Now I shall have the joyous times of reviewing your story.

"K" is not an actuall word. Hard to believe, I know. Their is the correct term when your using it posseivly.

The idea, odd but fine. I liked the breaks but found the other stuff not as good. "Lets take Ginny."

"I don't want to leave."

Henchmen don't get to plan these things out, thats the evil masterminds job.

Sorry if you feel offended with this review but at the moment I am quite fursterated. I think I have a right to be, I doubt your even reading my story any more. Several people agree with me. I understand metioning your story, its plausiable to even advertise it quickly, but to use someone's story to post your own? Thats just plain rude!