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"Its my rat, he's been a bit off colour sense i brought him back from egypt"

A girl walked in with two boys, one redhead and one with black hair, green eyes, glasses- wait! No it's not possible, James is dead. And didn't he have hazel eyes? Wait, that boy's eyes look like Lily's. No, it can't be. Harry.

"Bang him on the counter."

I know that rat. He's Peter pettigrew. Bloody traitor. Okay, one, Two, three, pounce.

"ARG!"

"CROOKSHANKS NO!"

The two boys went after Pettigrew, the girl however, stayed. She picked me up.

"Oh, he's beautiful." Excuse me, I am handsome. Not beautiful.

"He's been in here for ages, nobody wanted him."

"I'll take him."

She walked out of the shop with me.

"You bought that bloody thing?"

"Oh just look at him, he's gorgeous, and the shop owner said he'd been in there for ages and nobody wanted him."

"You just keep him away from scabbers. He's sick and that bloody thing won't help him."

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