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To Find Love
I never thought I'd get to live in a glass house. Damn, it was near the size of the mansion!
Jess helped me grab my stuff from the trunk of the car and we headed into her house. Feh…it deserves to be called something better than a house.
It definitely deserves to be called something else. I'm inside one of the best houses there is. I just came in through the front door and it looks amazing. "…and if you follow me your room is up the stairs." Eh heh. I missed what she was saying. Stupid Harry. I bet she said something important. Now I probably will do something that she said I couldn't do or something like that.
Wow. Nice room. Maybe it won't be so bad moving in. But still…those people would be alone. At least he could still visit them.
Maybe it's time to try out his new king size bed and take a nap. Hehehe. Dudley only had a queen size bed. I still wonder why that bed hadn't broken yet…
Pain ranked high on Pettigrew's most recent of agendas. His Lord was most irritated and he was the one paying for it. Pettigrew didn't know if now was the right time to tell him about Harry.
Curse Lily…although, he did deserve it.
Didn't mean he was happy about it.
He might as well get rid of the annoying task and tell his Lord already. His footsteps echoed as he walked down a corridor and found his Lord looking over a text inside one of the many study rooms.
Pettigrew tensed, knowing that a Crucio would be coming his way. Why did he forget to knock?
"Crucio." Pettigrew collapsed from the agonizing pain. His Lord finally lifted the curse and Pettigrew took a few moments to recollect himself before he shakily stood up. He took a deep breath and opened his mouth before…
"Master! We've caught an Order member. What would you like us to do?" Just for interrupting the Death Eater got a Crucio. Pettigrew inwardly smirked, happy that someone else gets to be tortured other than him.
The Dark Lord turned his serpentine eyes back to Pettigrew and said, "We will continue our discussion later. Do not move from that spot." And his Lord walked out with the other, shaking in pain, Death Eater.
Pettigrew sighed. Someone kept messing up his plans to tell his Lord about Harry. This was so not fair. Although, since when was the world fair…
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Hey! I get to help out at the hospital. Isn't that great? And no, I'm not being sarcastic.
Jess told me how I was a good help there and it was decided that I could help out even more. With my consent of course.
So I feel a bit giddy and maybe those pixie sticks were the culprits behind it. Right…
Anyway, I get to earn money too. Then, there are the people I get to help out. Patients and workers alike.
Life is so good. But I can't wait 'til Sept. 1st…
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Pettigrew's been standing there for over an hour. He took his Master's warning very seriously. Just when Pettigrew thought he was going to collapses again, the Dark Lord came back. "So, what is it that you needed to tell me, Wormtail?"
Finally!
"My Lord. I've just found out that Harry Potter is your son."