A/N: I wrote this because I'm tired of reading all these fics where Peter is sorry for what he's done. I'm not tired of the FICS, but I'm sick of Peter begging for forgiveness! Whatever he does, it will never make me stop hating him, never!

Disclaimer: Lily, the Marauders, Voldemort and Harry belongs to J.K. Rowling. J.K. Rowling belong to herself. The fics that made me write this poem doesn't belong to me either. (That's a shame, one of them was very good).



TOO LATE



What do you think?

Do you think you just can say

You want to go back?

Want to start again?

Get a new beginning?

If you fall down on your knees

And apologise

Then I'll forgive you?

After all you've done?



YOU betrayed your friends

YOU killed James

YOU killed Lily

YOU made Harry an orphan

YOU made Voldemort rise again



The Marauders

Were so cool

Moony,

Wormtail,

Padfoot,

Prongs

And there was Lily

Five youngsters

Happy

Looking forward to grow up



But now

One lonely teacher, werewolf

One betrayal

One judged murder

And two killed



Lord Voldemort did it?

Oh no

He couldn't have done

Anything

If it wasn't

For you



If you're sorry

If you apologise

It doesn't make me

Stop hating you



No one

Can ever

Make me

Stop

Hating you



Not even

J.K. Rowling



Between you and me

There will always only be

Hate



A second chance?

A restart?

A new beginning?

Forget it

It's too late, Wormtail

It's too late.



- Joey Potter