Peter was sitting under a broken lamppost, shivering. He'd just managed to flee Hogwarts without Sirius, Remus or the golden trio following him.
Sighing, he transformed back into Wormtail, trying to figure out what went so wrong in his life.
Then, out of nowhere, an owl appeared. It was as though it was glaring at him. Pettigrew noticed that it was holding a familiar looking letter. A howler to be exact. Not wanting to be heard, as he was now on the run, and people knew it now, he took it between his teeth and into the sewers bellow, where it exploded in insults.
YOU. LITTLE. RAT! YOU KILLED MY PARENTS! IT WAS YOU, NOT SIRIUS! I SWEAR TO MY PARENTS, THAT I WILL FIND YOU AND KILL YOU, YOU HEAR ME PETTIGREW? YOU CAN RUN, YOU CAN HIDE, YOU CAN FLEE TO ANOTHER COUNTRY IF YOU WISH, BUT I WILL FIND YOU, WHETHER I DIE TRYING.
And then it ripped and exploded, bits of paper falling down upon him.
Trembling, he scampered away, he had lasted this long without anyone finding him, what chances did a thirteen year old have?
The thirteen year old son of Lily and James Potter, The Boy Who Lived, If anyone will find me it will be him, and I'll be waiting. Its the least I deserve.
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Howlers In Hogwarts
FanfictionEveryone's had a howler, right? No? Well, they have now! 10K words 28/09/22 #5 in Howlers 28/11/22 #3 in Howlers 12/02/23 #2 in Howlers 19/06/23 #1 in Howlers 31/08/24 #1 in Harrypottercrack
