Peter Pettigrew woke up to his Mother yelling at him to come down for breakfast. He groaned and buried his face in his pillow. Just one more minute, he thought desperately.
Peter was a short and slightly plump boy. He had ice blue eyes and light blonde hair. Peter had a very kind face and had a reserved personality. He never really thought much of himself, as he was overshadowed by his older sister Clara.
"Peter! Breakfast!" Shouted his mother.
Peter was seriously considering just going back to sleep and skipping breakfast until his stomach rumbled loudly. He sighed and reluctantly sat up. Peter gasped. He'd just realised what day it was.
His eleventh birthday
The day he was to get his Hogwarts letter
Throwing off his blue covers, he ran downstairs to the kitchen, where his mother was laying out breakfast.
"Happy birthday Pete!" Said his father.
"Thanks dad, say, has my letter arrived yet?" Asked Peter.
Peter sighed and started eating his breakfast when his sister, Clara, walked in, still with her usual bed head. "Happy birthday, have you got your letter yet?"She asked.
Since Clara had got her letter when an unreliable owl had flown right into the window Peter had been worried. She was now going into her sixth year and had passed her OWLs with straight Os. His parents regarded her highly and seemed to expect the same for him. The entire family were relieved when he finally showed first signs of magic when he was nine.
"No, but it should be here soon." He muttered.
Just as he replied, a tawny owl flew in and toppled over the the milk bottle on the table. Peter ran over to the dazed owl and carefully placed it next to the sink. He took his letter and prized it open.
HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Mr Pettigrew,
We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find an enclosed list of the necessary books and equipment.
Term starts 1st September.
Peter was bursting with happiness as he read the letter. Hogwarts here I come! He thought. His mother took out her list of school books they'd have to buy in Diagon Alley and started reading them out. Peter didn't listen to her, and took the letter up to his room, re-reading it with excitement.
Peter wanted to prove himself, he didn't want to be in Clara's shadow anymore. Even though as siblings they matched nicely, he had underlying jealousy. He knew he wasn't that smart and he found schoolwork hard, but he wanted to show his parents that he was worthy of their pride. He was insecure, and he wanted to have a higher opinion of himself. He wanted to be appreciated.
But now it would all change. He was going to Hogwarts! He would get a chance to prove himself. He was finally going to Hogwarts!