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What would Happen if On October 31st 1981. Voldemort didn't kill James or Lily. What If Harry never went to the Dursley's home. What if that night the only evidence of Voldemorts existence lay inside the boy who lived leaving nothing but a scar... Pairings of JP/LE and SB/TR and RL/NT eventually HP/GW and RW/HG!
Author's POV/
Down in the Dark Alleys of Diagon Alley an short stout man was waiting. He had a rat-like complexion and heart that would always be alone.
In the darkness came a dust, the man jumped as another lone man came from wearing a dark cloak and mask that covered his face.
"Do you have the information"
"Ye... Ya.
"The man stiffen as he breathed calmly, the dark lord must know. If you are not prepared to tell me, then I'm afraid this meeting is finished."
"NO, they.. They live in Godrics Hollow, the little boy his bedroom is on the second floor. It is the 4th house on the 3rd street. Please just don't hurt me."
"Right down to the bedroom, huh? That means you must have seen the little boy, huh? What does he look like this infamous little boy. Supposedly he has enough power to destroy the lord himself."
"Yes I have seen him, James you see he trust me with his families life. The boy looks just like him, the same mop of hair and everything. Except the eyes he's got his mothers. Quite small for his age I must say." He grinned at the dark man hoping to get some reaction from him.
"You seem happy, are you? I mean you are going to betray maybe the only friends who will ever." His voice lowering one octave.
The rat man looked puzzled "Yes why, why wouldn't be happy with myself? I am about to meet the most powerful wizard in the world aren't I?"
"You are a sick man, Peter!"
"Huh, waitt..."
"Peskipiksi Pesternomi" Peter froze. As the men took off his mask. Where a man with a large thick dark hair held his want ready to strike. "How could you. James trusts you, Lily Trusted you I trusted you. If it weren't for Snape, I would never have saw you tonight. He warned me about you. Is this what you have been doing for the past 3 years plotting against us. Trying to get James, Lily.. even Harry killed. You evil little rat. I could take you to Dumbledore right now, you would be locked up in Azkaban for the rest of your life. But you don't deserve that, you don't deserve the air your breathing, you don't deserve to be loved, you don't deserve my friendship. I feel sorry to have to leave this world without love, without anyone to be bye your side. So go burn in hell Peter, Avada Kedavra!"
There was a green flash, but no scream because Peter was froze. Leaving no light on the street except a small street light, revealing nothing but Sirius Blacks face streaked with tears. There was a pop and the street was blank leaving nothing but a dead Peter Pettigrew to lay in the cold alone.
In the next couple minutes to follow two cloaked men came, sharing nothing but soft whispers. One walked toward the body and quietly spoke "Dead".
"What, now we have no way to find the boy. The dark lord will not be pleased to here such devastating news. The dark lord will not be alive to live the morning if Harry Potter is still alive it is what is to come!"
"We must find the boy, come Snape we have little time to spare." leaving in a blank of darkness with nothing behind but once again Peter was alone and always will be.
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Author's Note
Hi, okay so stay with me, because this is my first fiction but I'm really trying to work on something thats different then the normal fictions and it's a working progress. I Plan on up dating every other day depending on how far I can take this into the future, this will be a fairly long fiction. The next Chapter will be longer I promise!
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