Sirius quickly shoved him back. Pettigrew's nose twitched, his gaze falling upon Harry. His hands fluttered nervously, revealing a missing index finger.
"Harry! Look at you! Y-you look just like your father," he began to sweet talk the boy, "Like James. We were the best of friends, he and I --"
"Shut up!" Sirius hissed indignantly.
"I didn't mean to!" Peter whined, "The Dark Lord, you have no idea the weapons he possesses! Ask yourself what you would have done, Sirius. What would you have done!"
"Died!"was Sirius' immediate reply, "Died rather than betray my friends! And you should have realized, Peter, if Voldemort didn't kill you..."