Гарри Поттер и узник Азкабана
The Servant of Lord Voldemort
Youwon’tletthemkillme,Ron,willyou...you’reonmyside,aren’tyou?"
ButRonwasstaringatPettigrewwiththeutmostrevulsion.
"Iletyousleepinmybed!"hesaid.
"Kindboy...kindmaster..."PettigrewcrawledtowardRon"Youwon’tletthemdoit...Iwasyourrat...Iwasagoodpet...."
"Ifyoumadeabetterratthanahuman,it’snotmuchtoboastabout,Peter,"saidBlackharshly.Ron,goingstillpalerwithpain,wrenchedhisbrokenlegoutofPettigrew’sreach.Pettigrewturnedonhisknees,staggeredforward,andseizedthehemofHermione’srobes.
"Sweetgirl...clevergirl...you—youwon’tletthem...Helpme...."
HermionepulledherrobesoutofPettigrew’sclutchinghandsandbackedawayagainstthewall,lookinghorrified.
Pettigrewknelt,tremblinguncontrollably,andturnedhisheadslowlytowardHarry.
"Harry...Harry...youlookjustlikeyourfather...justlikehim..."
"HOWDAREYOUSPEAKTOHARRY?"roaredBlack."HOWDAREYOUFACEHIM?HOWDAREYOUTALKABOUTJAMESINFRONTOFHIM?"
"Harry,"whisperedPettigrew,shufflingtowardhim,handsoutstretched."Harry,Jameswouldn’thavewantedmekilled...Jameswouldhaveunderstood,Harry...hewouldhaveshownmemercy..."
BothBlackandLupinstrodeforward,seizedPettigrew’sshoulders,andthrewhimbackwardontothefloor.Hesatthere,twitchingwithterror,staringupatthem.
"YousoldLilyandJamestoVoldemort,"saidBlack,whowasshakingtoo."Doyoudenyit?"
Pettigrewburstintotears.
