All the Young Dudes a Peter Pettigrew story

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
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M/M
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All the Young Dudes a Peter Pettigrew story
Summary
Hi, so saw that James Pov was out and I thought fuck it, IM going to make one about favorite rat. So, if that your shit please read, if not don't.
Note
Sup you sexy looking, So I heard you're going to read my fic, so let's lay some ground rules.1. don't be mean in my comments2. Try to see what I'm trying to do with his character!3. If you have any input that would be HELPFULL that would be great4. Have fun5. if I make any mistakes please let me know, cause do not have the time to reread All the Young Dudesall credits toMsKingBean89 (original atyd) and Rollecoasterwords (atyd Sirius perspective) and siriusbloodyblack(atyd James perspective)
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Sunday 8th, august 1971
If you had told Peter that if his sister was the first in the family to have a boyfriend. He would have told me to bong off and never speak to him again. But being a shy kid, he was when his sister finally got a did get a so-called boyfriend. Peter just stands in the shadows waiting to meet this new character, that his sister deemed so important that Philomena just had to bring him home.
His parents liked him, or that want he thought. Judging by the way his father and mother had both no such disproving faces when he talked. He looked about a year or two older than his sister. Being only a 6th year at Hogwarts, he must work at the ministry that she interned at last summer. Peter hated that summer. As his mom called him down from his room or more like the stairs he was sitting at while he watched the conversation happen.
He finally got a good look at Philomena Boyfriend. He was tall, much taller than a person peter had every seen, had green eyes, had a very pointed nose, and sharp ears. In that moment, peter had to resist the urge pull him down by those sharp ears and yell at him for taking his sister away. But what was a boy supposed to do. Peter was only 5’4 and had a sneaking thought that he would never grow past his crusted height.
Philomena face has peter looked back to his sister said only one thing “Please be nice or I’ll steal your cheese collection and eat it all myself”. And peter held his cheese collection in a very high state in his mind. So, he did the best thing he could do, he put his hand out and spoke.

“Hello sir, I’m Peter Hollern Pettigrew, what your name”

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