Inside was something resembling a small, crouching baby. But it was far more horrific than a child. It looked emaciated, its bone-tight, scaly skin slimy and crawling with sickly purple veins. No hair was visible, and its face was flat and snakelike. Harry wanted nothing more than to kill it- it and Wormtail both. He knew he could kill. Harry had never killed anything out of malice before, but in this moment he knew that he would do it without a second thought.