Peter (Potter) POV

I sit in my room looking at the old family photos. All of them seem to have only, me, my mum, and my dad. Though when I look at the really old ones in the guest bedroom I seem to see loads more people. Some have me, my mum, my dad, some family friends and another infant. I was always super young in these photos. could not have been more than a couple months. The other infant seemed a little older. The family friends seemed to always be laughing and joking. One always seemed to be holding the other infant. That one had black hair and a mischievous glint to his grey eyes. The other I knew to have been my namesake Peter Pettigrew. He was always holding me, whilst the other one, whom I had also never met before, was always standing by the black haired one, smiling wide with his arm around the black haired one. He had light brown hair and green eyes. Not as green as my mother's but green none the less.

My parents never talk about them. Whenever I asked they would brush it off changing the subject, or just ignoring what I asked and asking their own questions. So I stopped asking.

Though that doesn't mean I don't ever wonder who they are. Now that I look closer at the other infant I realize he looks quite like my father, though he has emerald green eyes like my mother.

So he must have been my brother. But I was told I have no siblings. This is all super weird, why would my parents never mention I had a brother. He must have past that night.

DING

must be the door, I think to myself. "I WILL GET IT!!" I yell loud enough for my parents to hear.

I open the door to see......