Disdain.
One.
I ashamedly met the cold, piercing gray eyes above me, quickly bowing my head once I realized he was staring down his nose at me.
“How did someone such as yourself, once end up in such a noble house? You’re far worse than any that were in my own.”
With a swish of his cloak he was gone, leaving me alone in the corridor of the rundown manor. The door behind me opened. Relieved, I entered and knelt on the ground before the Dark Lord.
“Ah, Wormtail, you know where the Potter’s live?”
Without looking up, I nodded.
“Godric’s Hollow.”
“How did someone such as yourself, once end up in such a noble house? You’re far worse than any that were in my own.”
With a swish of his cloak he was gone, leaving me alone in the corridor of the rundown manor. The door behind me opened. Relieved, I entered and knelt on the ground before the Dark Lord.
“Ah, Wormtail, you know where the Potter’s live?”
Without looking up, I nodded.
“Godric’s Hollow.”