"I want her Dead!" Shivers went down her spine as she saw a baby-like creature with red eyes. "But why, master?" A man which resembled a rat very much asked to his master.
She didn't get why his master was so small nor as to why the servant resembled a rat.
"Because Malfoy's son likes her!" The baby man shouted. The rat-like man whimpered as the baby man shouted. "I need, want, her dead!"
"Do it!"
"How does she look like?" The Rat Man asked.
"Blonde, Hufflepuff."
"I'll be going to Hogwarts right away." The servant said. "Hogwarts? Are you that Stupid, rat?!" The master shouted. "It is far to dangerous."
"Lucky for you, the Hogwarts term is almost over. Find her address. Kill her and her family. Burn it all down."
"Yes, master."
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Harry's Godfather Or A Deatheater?
FanfictionIs Sirius Black Harry's Godfather, or your every day Deatheater? Find out in this book, as Harry grows older with his friends, and they grow more accustomed to one another. Sequel to "Another Set of Weasley Twins."
