Blessed Be The Darkness

by Araneida

It's 1981, and Peter Pettigrew has some issues to deal with, like the Death Eaters constantly hounding him for information and his friends' increased edginess. But when he chooses to be on Voldemort's side, what will be gained and what will be lost?

1. Prologue

"Do you know why you're here?"

Don't be afraid.

"N-n-no."

They said He could smell when you were afraid, like a horse.

"I hear that you're close friends with Lily Evans Potter."

With those unnatural nostrils of His.

"Yes, yes."

If you were afraid, they said, he would introduce you to a pain that was beyond imagining, a pain that would make you forget where you were, who you were.

"She's expecting a child, isn't she?"

So you would no longer feel afraid.

"Yes."

A cruelty that was necessary.

"When's the due date?"

Because, after all, fear made people bad informants.

"July."

They were likely to slip up in their terror, give wrong information.

"Wonderful."

But maybe, they said, if you weren't afraid-not at all-he would reward you.

"Now get out of my sight."

He would let you go.

But perhaps that was the real punishment.

Because, if he let you go, then you'd have to go about your business as usual, acting the same way you always had, knowing that you had come face to face with Him.

And nothing could erase that lingering fear.

A/N: If I was a good authoress, I would be working on Blood, Sweat, and Tears right now. Unfortunately, I'm not. So I typed up this.

Anyways, I'm actually doing this fic for NaNoWriMo, as well as an original novella. We'll see which one gets to 50,000 words first. (or if either of them do)

R&R, 1st chapter is well on it's way!