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Peter's rendition of what happened went something like this: Sirius black told the dark lord were Harry's mother was. Peter was too late to save her but the curse rebounded off of Harry. Peter had to hide because Sirius might hunt him and Harry down. By the time that peter was done Harry was an unhealthy shade of white. Not quite a ghost but p[retty close.

"A-are you alright?" asked Wormtail as he shook Harry a little

"Sirius black might try to get revenge on me?" asked Harry meekly

"Try not to dwell on it." Said Peter. That was what his mother always told him. Try not to dwell o the fact that you might be a squib. Try not to dwell on this, that and the other. Story of his life.

"M-may I have some more food." Said Harry meekly. The Dursley's always refused hi food when he had eaten a lot at once. Maybe his father might be different.

"Eat as much as you like." Said Peter a little taken back that his son had to ask. If he ever wanted to pass Harry off as a Pettigrew he would have to fatten him up. Which didn't look like it would be so hard.

"These are very good." Said Harry trying to be polite like aunt Petunia was when uncle Vernon cooked. Which was quite rare.

"Peter was taken back at the politeness of the boy. He seemed grateful for the smallest things. When peter was a boy he was just a tiny bit spoiled. By the servants anyway. He wondered how Harry would react to being wated on hand and foot by the servants. This boy didn't look like he had ever had a kind word before today. Come to think of it…

"Why were you in that dumpster?" asked Wormtail as calmly as he could

"I'm sorry! I was just so hungry! Please don't send me back! PLEASE!" yelled Harry as he dropped off the chair and ran under the table. He was crying uncontrollably now.

"What happened!" yelled Wormtail as his mind went through all the possible scenarios. Most of them gruesome.

"I couldn't clean fast enough and they d-didn't f-feed me! I tried I really did!" yelled Harry now in Peter's arms. So this is what the boy who lived, the savior of the wizarding world was reduced to.

"It's alright." Said Peter over and over again. He was going to send and avanda kendara the dursley's way. Dumbledore's too. He didn't care how powerful Dumbledore was he should have known. Wormtail shook his head. He needed a distraction and found one as he looked at the clothes Harry was wearing.

"C'mon, were going to get you some decent clothes." Said Wormtail as he lead Harry to his room. He shrunk down a pair of brown suspenders and a simple white button down shirt. He gave Harry on of his overcoats and was exstaric. This was going to work!

"How come aunt Petunia didn't shrink Dudley's cloths down for me?" asked Harry

"Because she's a muggle."

"What's a muggle?"

"Not a witch or a wizard."

"Ok. What's a wizard?"

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