Come up to meet you, tell you I'm sorry
You don't know how lovely you are
I had to find you, tell you I need you
Tell you I set you apart
It was Sirius' idea. James had agreed, and Lily, while hesitant, allowed it. Peter Pettigrew was the now their Secret-Keeper. He'd been honored, or at least that was what he'd said. In actuality he looked extremely nervous.
Everyone pinned it down as nerves. If Voldemort found out that Peter was the only thing standing in his way of the Potters... It certainly wouldn't end well for either of them. And who wouldn't be nervous?
But James trusted him. And Lily thought he was sweet even though he'd been jittery since they'd graduated from school. They felt safe. A little worried for Sirius, considering everyone assumed he was their Secret-Keeper. But they had faith they'd be okay.
It was the day they'd made him their official Secret-Keeper, Peter had looked them in the eyes, something he hadn't done to anyone for a long time, and told them he was honored. That he loved them and they were his best friends.
"I'll k-keep you safe James. I'll protect y-you. Promise." The last word held so much strength, something James had never heard from his smallest friend.
