"Brooke, I need to tell you something," My father said as I came down stairs for breakfast.
I sat down and looked at him. He seemed to notice that I was waiting.
"Remember how I killed Peter Pettigrew?" He asked.
"Yes. They only found his finger. He was one of your good friends," I replied. I gave my dad more information than he wanted to hear.
"Well, he's not dead. He transformed into a rat and cut off his finger as a cover up. He was an animagus, too. He was James and Lily's secret keeper and betrayed them to..." He paused for a second.
"Voldamort," I said.
"I wasn't sure if you were comfortable with the name. Any way. Yes, they betrayed them. He is the reason why they were killed. That's why I tried to kill him. You are friends with Ron Weasley, right?"
"Ron? Oh ya he's my friend," I said. I didn't question anything.
"His rat, Scabbers, is actually Peter. I know this because I saw their picture in The Daily Prophet. The picture of them in Egypt. Peter was on Ron's shoulder and I recognized him at once. You see, Brooke, we need to kill Peter. He betrayed his best friends!" My dad slammed a fist on the table. I put my hand on the fist.
"Don't you worry. We'll get Peter," I said smiling.
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Brooke Black
FanfictionBrooke Black is the daughter of murderer, Sirius Black. She lived alone in Grimmauld Place. Alone until just before her third year when someone arrived at her doorstep. From that moment, her life was totally changed.....and the battle of Hogwarts do...
