Sirius — it’s me . . . it’s Peter . . . your friend . . . you wouldn’t . . .Black kicked out and Pettigrew recoiled.There’s enough filth on my robes without you touching them, said Black.
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Sirius — it’s me . . . it’s Peter . . . your friend . . . you wouldn’t . . .Black kicked out and Pettigrew recoiled.There’s enough filth on my robes without you touching them, said Black.