My name's Peter. Some of you probably think you know me. Some of you probably do. Last I was in my world, I was just leaving sixth year. I was a Gryffindor. Then I got here and... well, you've been through it.
If I'd've grown up there, I'd have gone on to be a... very bad person. But now, I don't want to bother anyone. I don't want to cause trouble for anyone. I'd just like to walk down the street without looking over my shoulder.
If you hate me for what I would have grown into, fine. I do too. But leave me be and I'll not... do anything of... anything.
Prongs you bastard how'd I let you talk me into this Sirius is going to kill me and probably a few other wizards and don't even get me started on the Frank Jones fans with a grudge and Snape always knew he'd be a woman, on the bright side.