Wormtail
I can't take it anymore, he's on to me, I know it! That thrice damned inspector! I know he knows! The constant questions! The probing, about the Auror academy! Trying to get me to slip up, always coming over to 'chat' on his time off, because he 'admires' me so much.
He's mocking me.
He has to be. What else could it be? Why else wouldn't he have gone to Dumbledore yet? He has a cold spiteful heart, that's it, he should have been on our side, how else could he look at me, like he knows I'm not that old coot Mad Eye? I told him to jump in a lake when he asked my opinion on who tricked the Goblet of Fire. The next time I saw him he said I was brilliant for suggesting it and that he had "had a great deal of fun, and looked forward to doing it again, perhaps you could join us next time?" He Knows. What else could he have possibly have meant by that?
I'm trying to keep my cover until the end of the year, I really am, for the Dark Lord, our Master, but the inspector must go. He knows our plans, I'm certain, ask our Master, if at the next chance I get, could I please, please take care of him?
Sincerely,
The Dark Lord's Favorite