alright guys this is my first fic so im open to constructive criticism but i dont want any flamesits a good story atleast the begining of one i dont have a beta right now so anyone thats willing to help id be greatful for it
Forgiveness
The battle had been going on for hours bodies of the dead littered the ground in the atrium at the ministry of magic. "how appropriate," the dark lord had said, "that the group which had spent their time denying my existence would be the first that I truly destroyed." One man from the beginning of the battle had tried to hide or appear the casual observer. Waiting so that he might claim to have sided and fought with the victors of this battle which would determine the fate of the world. This man was the reason that the dark lord had been able to return, the reason that Lily and James Potter were dead, and the reason that Sirius Black was forced to spend twelve years in Azkaban prison . This man was Peter Pettigrew. Peter Pettigrew had at one time been one of the Potters closest friends, had been a member of James potters inner circle since his first days at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. Among the people who knew him best he was known as Wormtail. This was because he was an animagus, or a wizard who can change into an animal at will. Peter Pettigrew's animal form was a rat, one with no hair on its tail. All of this information is important because it lends insight into the kind of person Peter Pettigrew once was and then became.
The battle had started several hours ago when the dark lord had decided to take control of the ministry of magic. At first the battle was known only to those death eaters who were considered loyal enough to participate in the attack and the Aurors at the ministry of magic. However soon after the battle had begun, Harry Potter had shown up with his friends and the staff of Hogwarts to aid those defending the ministry. As soon as Potter arrived Pettigrew knew that Remus Lupin the last remaining member of the group that he had betrayed would not be far behind. He also knew that Remus would not hesitate to commit the crime which Sirius black had been placed in Azkaban for nearly sixteen years previously. Recognizing these facts Pettigrew decided that safest course of action would be to run and hide in order to save his own skin. He tried to transform into his animal self but recognized quickly that someone had put a charm in place which would incapacitate anyone who tried to perform a human transfiguration. Unfortunately he only recognized this problem as he was about to succumb to the effects of the spell and darkness overcame him.
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"hey rat, get up"
"Sirius be nice remember he has a job to do"
Two voices peter recognized called him back to what he thought was consciousness.
"what where am I? What happened"
"Peter you blacked out you are currently unconscious, as soon as we are done talking to you, you will return to the realm of the living though only for a short time?" said a voice belonging to a man Peter thought that he would never see again, James Potter.
"James what are you doing here "
"I told you we must have a talk in order that my son does not die "
"And he's the only one restraining me from kicking your ass six ways from Sunday right now you miserable piece of crap," said another voice belonging to a man he had seen and talked to much more recently.
"Sirius I thought that you were dead"
"I am dead, I died two years ago tomorrow"
At this point James interrupted again "Sirius we have important matters to attend you two can talk about your anger later when he joins us permanently"
" what, am I going to die tonight?" this thought scarred peter more than he let on. He had been trying to stay alive for the last sixteen years knowing that your death was imminent was not a comforting fact
"Yes peter you are going to die tonight no matter what the outcome of the battle that is why we have intervened and brought you here." this time the voice was much more feminine in nature and belonged to one of the only women whom he had ever truly cared for
"Lily? I am so sorry for my actions on that night it was a moment of weakness….." peter tried to apologize but was cut off by Sirius.
"don't you dare try to apologize now you had sixteen years."
Once again James came to the rescue of the little man who had done so many terrible things "SIRIUS! that's enough. Peter we know it was a moment of weakness, but you have still done some terrible things now is your time to remedy those mistakes."
"How James what must I do"
" Peter, Lily and I have already told you that you are going to die tonight now you must learn of the two possibilities which remain open to you in what remains of your time on earth. You must either betray your master and die by his hands or stay on your current course and watch my son die and then be killed by the person you once called your friend."
At this point lily took over the talking, " Peter if you choose to remain the course that you are on you will never reach the afterlife you will be forced to roam the earth as a ghoul witnessing those experience that which you have lost, life, if this happens you will roam the earth until your spirits mind wastes away and you disappear from existence. However if you choose to betray Voldemort, yes that is his name and you must realize that it is nothing more than a hollow quest for power, then you will be permitted to enter the after life, and from there I'm sure that Sirius will forgive you eventually, james and I already have, we forgave you a long time ago, we realized that we would have died no matter what our only sorrow was that you implicated one of your friends and sent him to living hell in the process."
" Yes, Sirius, I'm sorry for that if I could make it up to you I would."
"You can. You must save Harry if you do this then I might be able to eventually look past the fact that you killed my two best friends."
Once again james spoke. " Peter my friend our time is up, you have a choice in front of you. Stay your current course die and watch as the world is thrown into darkness forever or die saving our son and the world from the worst person to ever walk its surface."
Lily spoke for a final time though this time her voice was faint "Peter save my son if there is anything that living here has made me realize it is that no one can hold a grudge forever."
And with that the three people disappeared leaving only a bright light until all once again became black.
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As the diminutive man regained what was really consciousness he felt the battle still waging around him.
"Pettigrew are you alright we must return to the masters service his battle with Potter has begun" came a voice from beneath a white mask that could only belong to Lucius Malfoy.
In that instant Peter knew the death he would choose, the heroes death saving a man from a fate that it is not yet his time to meet. Slowly rising and stretching out his wand arm peter said slowly, "Why Lucius I didn't know that you cared so much about your fellow man. Here you have a cut in your chest let me heal it for you before we go to witness the death of the Potter brat." pointing his wand at the mans chest his face contorted into one of pure rage he cried before the other man could react, "Reducto!" his spell although not particularly powerful was at a range of less than one foot and blasted a hole clear through the blonde mans chest. At this point he saw another man in black robes fighting a fellow DeathEater. "Ah Snape so this is what it feels like to betray the Dark Lord" Pettigrew mumbled under his breath, " no wonder you have been doing so for nearly twenty years"
At that moment peter Pettigrew heard a shout of what could only be pure agony he turned to see the boy he had once called his nephew writhe in pain clearly under the effects of the cruciatus curse. Running towards the boy he felt the emotions of the three people he had just finished taking to rise to the surface. He knew that the next spell that the Dark Lord cast would be the last one in the duel between Potter and V…V…Voldemort. Running faster than he ever had before he witnessed Voldemort cast the fatal killing curse with a final burst he jumped into the air and intercepted the spell. He knew that Harry would now be able to finish the defeat of the Dark Lord for unknown to Harry, Voldemort had created another horcrux the night of the third tri-wizard task and that horcrux had been the silver hand which he had given to Pettigrew the destruction of the horcrux allowed peter one final breath which he used to send two words to the boy-who-lived "for Lily," and with that he died.
With the destruction of the final horcrux and the death of the servant that had returned him to his body Voldemort knew that he was greatly weakened magically but he also knew that Potter could not possibly know of the other horcruxes. "Ah Harry, my servant has died trying to protect you it is a shame that he failed so pitifully."
The young man looked back at him stoically. I don't know Tom I think that I might finally be able to beat you. You see I knew about the horcruxes Dumbledore told me of them right before he died. I have destroyed the locket, the book, the cup, and your snake have you been wondering where she is tonight, and if you think that you still have the ring to protect you then I am glad to inform you that Dumbledore destroyed it prior to my sixth year at Hogwarts, you are completely defenseless now there is nothing to protect you from death it is a shame that I must become a murderer over a piece of shit like yourself."
At this Voldemort fired of the strongest killing curse he could muster, unfortunately the love Pettigrew felt as he died was strong enough to rebound the curse back on its maker, this time Voldemort did not pass into the life of a spirit like he once had, instead he died and with a final shriek his body became one of the hundreds of dead littering the ground in the atrium of the ministry of magic.
As the green light rebounded off of harry potter he felt pain like he had never felt before, well maybe once on a night sixteen years ago when another killing curse was reflected by the love of a mother for her son. The pain was so unbearable that he passed out only to be found several hours later by none other than the man who had brought him to the Dursleys all those years before Rubeus Hagrid, accompanied by Ginny Weasley, the love of his very tough and very short life.
