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"Oh dear." Muttered Peter as he attempted to smooth down what was left of his hair

"Peter are you OK?" said the woman from behind the door

"Coming!" said Peter as he opened the door to reveal a very plain looking woman in her late thirties, early forties in a simple pink dress which went well with her light brown hair and eyes. She stood at exact height with Peter

"Hello Pattie everything is fine." Said Peter as he stood in the door way to block Pattie's view

"Are you sure? Everything didn't sound fine."

"That was just the Hendersons next door. Now if you'll excuse me I have to-uh-shave my cat!"

"But you don't even have a-"

"Sorry Pattie can't talk now busy, busy, busy!" said Peter as he shoved her out of the door way

"Who was that?" asked Harry

"Patricia Dextri. The only person besides my mother who still knows that I'm alive"

"Is she your girlfriend?" said Harry innocently

"Well she thinks so but she's not really my type. Now if she was-I should be discussing this with you."

"Ok. When do we leave? I'm starting to get catastro phobic."

"That's claustrophobic and we can't leave until night fall."

"Oh. Are there any books or toys?"

"Well let's see." Said Peter as he dug through a long forgotten dusty box. He started tossing things out and muttering to himself. He threw various spell books out as well as some old school robes until he came across a color changing ball. It looked just like a super ball only it kept flashing different color. This was never going to keep his attention for more than five minutes.

"Is it for me?" as Harry in awe

"Yes it's my gift to you for your birthday."

"B-but my birthday's tomorrow." Said Harry in a small voice. He really wanted the ball but knew what the penalty would be if something was given to him early. Once the Dursleys had given him Dudley's old action figure with the missing arm for his birthday but his birthday wasn't for another week. He didn't say anything and when his birthday rolled around they called him a sneak and didn't feed him for a week. Harry really didn't want his father to think that he was a sneak.

"Consider it an early present." Said Wormtail a little taken back but hen he remembered: he was used to getting whatever he wanted whenever he wanted as long as he didn't bother his father or sister. If Harry had trouble accepting an early birthday present then how was he going to accept being spoiled rotten by his mother. He was really starting to develop a migraine.

"Thank you. It's the best present I ever got." Said Harry as tears streamed down his face and onto his shirt

"Harry don't cry!" said Wormtail stearnly in the voice his parents always took with him

"You are a Pettigrew. You will live in fabulous wealth. You have no reason, none at all to cry!" Wormtail knew for a fact that money couldn't buy happiness but really didn't care at the moment. He could see that the boy needed to think that he was someone. Hell if he didn't think he was worthy of receiving a simple present…

"Fabulous wealth?" questioned Harry in a small voice as if he didn't believe his father. And why should he? The flat was beyond decrepid with things that should be in a museum.

"Belive it." Said Wormtail as he noticed the look of disbelief on Harry's face "Stay there." Said Wormtail as he went into the front closet and came out with a diamond encrusted tie pin. A gift from his mother for getting into N.E.W.T. level charms. Something that astounded everyone

"Are they-?"

"Real? You better believe it is and it's yours. Here." Said Wormtail as he took off his tie and put it around Harry's neck and then put the pin on it. Harry was on the verge of tears.

"H-hey, how about a nice nap to pass the time until night fall?"

"Sure, I'll wait for you to wake up." Said Harry as he started bouncing the ball against the wall. With each bounce the ball turned a different color.

"Please god let this work!" thought Peter as he drifted off to sleep

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