Loving Lily: A Snily Story

Chapter 13 - Attack of the Rat

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The fat rat had to scurry all the way around the outside of Severus and Lily's new house to find an entry point, but after a fair amount of scuttling, he succeeded at last, and crawled inside the walls of their humble dwelling.

Through a slender crack in the corner of their bedroom, Peter spied on the couple as they shared their final kiss for the night and settled down to sleep.

The rat waited for a moment in silent anticipation.

Severus put out the candle on the nightstand.

As he and Lily drifted off, their breathing gradually deepened and Peter noticed.

He hesitantly dared to emerge from his hiding place.

One paw.......

His nose......

His beady eyes......

Two paws......

Once Peter had completely slipped through the crack in the corner, he listened closely to Severus and Lily to ensure that they were truly asleep.

Cautiously, he crept across the darkened room and up onto their bed.

Their sheets wrinkled as the rat's dirty paws tracked mud and debris over the linen.

Peter let his filthy tail drag behind him as he soiled the bedding with the dingy grime and various diseases that he carried on his Animagus form.

Once he made it to the head of the bed, Peter crawled along the pillows, and sat up on his hind legs to look down at the unsuspecting couple.

Severus and Lily were peacefully asleep, entangled in each other's arms.

Lily lay on Severus's shoulder, with him wrapped protectively around her as they dreamed similar dreams.

Peter deftly moved over to Lily and bit off the end of one of her red hairs.

Although the action caused no pain, she sighed in her sleep at the slight pulling sensation that she detected on her scalp.

Peter instantly stiffened.

After Lily quieted, Peter moved over to Severus and bit off the end of one of his hairs, a single strand only.

The rat held those two hairs in his rotten mouth as he silently crept off of Severus and Lily's bed, squeezed under their cracked door, and skidded down the hallway.

When Peter came to the second bedroom, he took extra precautions to stay quiet.

The pink nursery had not been what he had expected to find, not that it mattered much, as he looked around while he stealthily shimmied up the bars of Harriet's cot.

Peter's long, eerie tail wrapped around each wooden rail as he went......

When he reached the top, he stared down at the sleeping baby for a moment and contemplated how he should proceed.

The rat's beady eyes stared at the patches of red hair that covered the infant's tiny head.

One of those hairs.....he had to have one, but how?

Harriet's fluffy tufts were nearly too fine to bite off.

Silently, carefully, the fat rat crawled closer to the baby.

Once Peter made it onto Harriet's small mattress, he scurried up to her side and placed the end of his disgusting nose against the crown of her sweet, innocent head.