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"They're going to find you!" said Portia as she stood in front of him to hide him

"No they won't now will you both please explain to me why you're here." Said Peter angrily

"You were there." Portia. She then realized that it wasn't the best thing to say

"It was her idea. Every bit of it." Said Harry as his eyes darted back and forth seeing if anyone was coming

"You both could have been killed!" said Peter holding them both close to him

"We're fine now." Said Portia as she was crushed in a hug

"Really." Said Harry as he tried to get free

"Don't ever scare me like that again." Said Peter as buried his face in their hair

"I think people are coming." Said Portia as she heard quick foots steps

"Damn!" said Peter as he transformed into a rat. He scurried up Harry's leg and into his pocket just as all of the professors came to them.

"Mr. and Mrs. Pettigrew! Explain yourselves this instant!" said Professor McGonacle. All of the other professors were speechless as they saw two first year students standing over the troll.

"The troll left the dungeons." Said Portia. She nudged Harry and motioned towards Snape. He was limping and there was blood on his leg. Snape noticed this and covered his leg quickly.

"I can see that! What happened!" said Professor McGonacle still both seething and amazed

"Magic." They both said at once

"I'd like to see you both in my office." Said Professor Dumbledore cutting McGonacle off

"We're expelled!" yelled Portia. Harry tried to quiet her down

"Calm down, he just wants to speak with us." Said Harry

"I'm not going down without a fight!" said Portia before she took off running

"Sister! Please!" said Harry. He tried to go after her but Professor Snape grabbed him by the arm

"Where do you think you're going, Pettigrew?" asked Snape menacingly

"Well, I was going to stop my sister but now that you've grabbed me I'm going to stay put because you scare me and you know much more magic than I do so I'm going to stop rambling and go quietly." Said Harry as he was pushed towards Dumbledore

"Follow me Mr. Pettigrew." Said Professor Dumbledore as he led Harry down the halls to his office. They stopped in front of a large stone Gargoyle

"Sir, am I being expelled?" asked Harry tentatively.

"Of course not young man. Lemon drops." Said Dumbledore. The Gargoyles rose up to reveal a spiral staircase. Harry followed Dumbledore up to his office and sat down in front of the desk.

"Is Portia going to be expelled?" asked Harry as Dumbledore sat behind his desk

"No, she'll be punished though in the way that your head of house sees fit. For now I'd like to speak to you about a matter of grave importance." Said Dumbledore

"Yes?" squeaked Harry as he clutched Peter

"There is no doubt that you've never heard of Harry Potter." Said Dumbledore. Harry let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. Peter almost turned human and confessed right there

"The boy who lived." Said Harry. He had heard of Harry Potter and the name was familiar. It felt like it was his but his name had been Harry Evans like his mother. He tried to recall more memories from that time but they were hazy.

"As you know he disappeared many years ago." Said Dumbledore

"Well, I hope he's alright." Said Harry. He could feel his father squirming in his hands and he assumed that he was worried about Portia.

"Harold?" asked Dumbledore eyes twinkling for behind half moon spectacles

"Yes sir?" asked Harry

"Is there something you'd like to tell me?"

"Sir?"

"About your family?" asked Dumbledore. He noticed the worried look that crossed Harry's face. Peter wanted to take Harry's wand and Avanda himself right there

"My family sir?" asked Harry quietly. He assumed that Dumbledore was referring to Galatea

"Yes, your family." Said Dumbledore folding his arms on his desk

"Galatea is up in the astronomy tower with one of the Weasley twins! Portia sleeps in my dorm room! I accidentally used the girls bathroom a few days ago! Sometimes my parents fight on their bed in the middle of the night without clothes on and most of the time my father wins!" said Harry as he collapsed onto the floor. Peter was happy that he hadn't been given away but embarrassed that Harry had aired the family's linen in public. He was going to have to remember to lock the door more often.

"Mr. Pettigrew, are you alright?" asked Dumbledore having heard more than he ever needed to know. He wondered if this was just a diversion from the truth or what he suspected was the truth.

"When my father was young his father used to put him in dresses and tell him he was a girl! Sometimes I bathe in the prefect's bathroom! I haven't changed my combinations in days! Sometimes I wonder what Hermione looks like naked!One time when I was thinking about Hermione my-" spilled Harry. Dumbledore wondered if this was really Peter Pettigrew's son. He certainly couldn't handle pressure very well just like Peter.

"That will be quite enough about your family. Tell me about the troll." Said Dumbledore before things got too embarrassing for Harry

"Me and Portia used magic o kill it." Said Harry making up a lie quickly. Dumbledore thought it was truth based on what Harry had told him earlier

"What spell?" asked Dumbledore curiously. Harry thought of one quickly

"Stupefy." Said Harry. He remembered that it was a stunning spell and he could perform it if he tried hard enough

"Where did you learn this?" asked Dumbledore

"My cousin Persephone stupefys the servants sometimes when she's in a bad mood or when the light gets to her."

"The light?" asked Dumbledore. He had seen the tax records for the Pettigrew family and he saw that Peter Pettigrew had claimed her as his child. Dumbledore suppressed a shudder as he thought about how some pure blood families remained pure blooded. He hoped it was just a case of a tax error

"She's allergic." Said Harry

"I remember Galatea saying something about that." Said Dumbledore. The truth was that he hadn't seen or heard much from Galatea. When he had spoken to her she hadn't mentioned her cousins.

"You're dismissed." Said Dumbledore as he thought over what Harry had said.