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Peter was really happy with himself after finishing the Fidelus Charm at James and Lily's house in Godric's Hollow. He was named as the secret keeper at the last minute after convincing Sirius that he, Peter, would be a less likely candidate to be thought of as being the secret keeper. Who was going to come looking for insignificant Peter Pettigrew anyway? No one. That was the idea that the Dark Lord had given him after finding out from Peter that the Potters had planned on going into hiding.

Peter thought back on the night that he had told the Dark Lord that the Potters were going into hiding and planned on using the Fidelus Charm so that no one other than their secret keeper would know exactly where the hiding place would be.

"My Lord, the Potter's plan on going into hiding and will use the Fidelus Charm."

"Are you sure of that, Wormtail?"

"Yes, my Lord. They plan on asking Sirius Black to be their secret keeper. After all, Black was the Best Man at their wedding."

"That does create a bit of difficulty, unless you can convince them to have you be the secret keeper."

"Me, my Lord?"

Peter wanted to change into his animagus form and crawl away, but he never could change forms when he was nervous and he was rally nervous now.

"Yes you, Wormtail. I want you to convince Potter to have you be the secret keeper instead of Black. That way, I'll be able to find them and kill the infant, Harry. I will not be defeated by some untrained half blood!"

Voldemort was unsure of Wormtail's convictions, but Malfoy told him that Pettigrew was the only way that he could be sure of knowing where the Potters were and what the silly Order of the Phoenix was up to. Not until finding out what the Potter's were going to do did he, Voldemort, finally agree with Malfoy that Pettigrew was useful. While Pettigrew was definitely more intelligent than Crabbe and Goyle, he was so easily cowed into submission, that people would think his Death Eaters were all weak. Crabbe and Goyle were definitely thick, but were among his strongest and most loyal. Pettigrew was not and if he failed this mission, there just won't be another for little Wormtail. A simple killing curse and no one will know what happened to Peter Pettigrew.

"I'm doing the right thing," Peter said to himself several times while he was making his way back to where had left the port key that would instantly transport him to the Dark Lord's mansion. "After all he's going to be the winner of this war of magic. Dumbledore's group, the Order of the Phoenix, will not be able to last much longer and I must be on the side of the victor."

But, Peter was starting to have second thoughts. "What if the prophecy is right and young Harry has something that can kill the Dark Lord?", Peter asked himself. "Am I signing the death warrants of two of my dearest friends and their young son? I'll be signing my own if I don't report back to the Dark Lord soon." Peter found the Coca-Cola can that was his port key and grabbed it, setting in motion the transport to the Dark Lord's mansion.

At that same instant, Voldemort called Crabbe and Goyle to attend him.

"Yes my Lord," they said.

"If Pettigrew was successful in convincing Potter to have him be the secret keeper, I'll have a mission for the two of you."

"What is this mission, Sir? We thought that you would have us come with you to finish off the Potter brat," Goyle managed to stumble out.

"No, Malfoy and Karkaroff will assist me in that mission later on tonight. I need someone to keep track of Pettigrew. I think the little rat is having second thoughts and I want to make sure that he doesn't tell his friends' Lupin and Black that I know of the little hideaway of the Potters."

At that moment Peter arrived via port key. "It looks as if our little rat has made it back. If he knows what's good for him, he'll have good news for us," Voldemort said.

"You think he actually got the Potters to make him secret keeper, my Lord?," asked Crabbe.

"You can't be as thick as you look, Crabbe. Of course he was successful. The little rat would have gone straight to Dumbledore and spilled the beans if he hadn't been successful. He wouldn't have had the courage to come back and tell me that he failed. For all that he was a Gryffindor, Wormtail wasn't very courageous."

"Crabbe, Goyle, you have your orders, now leave me."

"Yes, my Lord," Crabbe and Goyle said in unison as they left.

"Wormtail, come in," Voldemort said as Peter came into the house.

"You managed to convince Potter to switch from Black to you as the secret keeper," he said to Peter as a statement, not as a question.

"Yes, my Lord. It was just as you said. No one will think that Black isn't the secret keeper. Sirius told me that he told no one other than James and Lily that he wasn't going to be the secret keeper. Not even Lupin knows about the switch."

"Good, Wormtail. I may have further use for you yet. One last thing."

"Yes, my Lord.?"

"Don't toy with me, Peter."

"My Lord?"

"You're holding something back from me. Now are you going to tell me everything or will I have to force it out of you?"

"N n no, my Lord. I m m mean yes my Lord."

"Good. Now tell me where the Potters are hiding."

"Oh, yes, I did forget to mention that, didn't I. They are hiding at the Potter homestead in Godric's Hollow. James figured that it would be safer there and more familiar to young Harry since they've been living there already."

"Good. Now leave me. Your smell of fear is beginning to make Nagini even more edgy than she usually is during her molting time. Unless of course you want to be her next meal."

"Yes, my Lord," squeaked Peter.

Peter knew then that he had only one thing that he had to do. He had to tell Dumbledore about the Dark Lord's plans and he had to do it quickly if there was any chance to save young Harry. He thought that he heard the Dark Lord tell Crabbe and Goyle that they had their orders and to leave him. He wasn't sure about what mission that the goon squad was being sent out on, but from his past knowledge of the pair, Peter knew it wasn't good. He also knew that if he going to be able to tell Dumbledore anything, he had better do it before he lost his nerve. Quickly leaving the Riddle Mansion he transformed.

After scurrying away for what he thought was a long enough distance, he apparated to Hogsmeade and made his way to Hogwarts. He had to tell the headmaster what he knew before it was too late.

What Peter did not know was that Crabbe and Goyle had managed to put a trace on him and knew exactly where he had apparated to and that one was following him, while the other was reporting to Voldemort what they had found.

"Well, the rat thinks that he can get to Dumbledore in time to change the future do he? Goyle, go get Malfoy and Karkaroff and then come with me. Wormtail will not make it to Dumbledore in time to change anything. Harry Potter and anyone else who gets in my way will die tonight."