The story of Peter Pettigrew, Or: The way I wish it had been.
Betaed by my friend: She-elfgirl
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, still don't and unfortunately never will…
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CHAPTER 1 – The Capture.
He sadly hugged himself, why did he always have to go after shiny things? He had always had a weakness for jewellery. He blamed his rat nature… and where had it gotten him? In a holding cell in You-Know-who's lair. Captured, just because he couldn't resist the temptation of something glistering in the night. He silently cried to himself, trying to get some sleep.
It was impossible, horrible images of what they could do to him kept running around his thoughts, making sleep a nightmare. Suddenly he heard footsteps outside the doors, stopping right in front of his cell. He wanted to disappear, or hide, but it would be of no use, and he knew it. The door slowly creaked open, in its frame stood a death eater, with mask and all. He quickly strolled towards him and pulled him roughly off his stretcher. He got pushed harshly through several corridors, all dark and imposing, finally reaching a huge door leading to an even bigger chamber. Peter looked around scared, Deatheaters were filling the hall, and at a throne he could see HIM. He got pushed forward roughly in the middle of a circle, in front of the throne.
"Master." Said the death eater that had gotten him out of the cell, "Here he is, our way into the trust of the marauders." Peter got even paler, they couldn't find out, they had gone through so much to keep James and Lily save he just wouldn't be able to bear it if they found out. "Crucio." Came the harsh voice of Voldemort, hitting the deatheater square in the chest. A pained scream filled the room. "You will speak when spoken to, not the other way around." Voldemort slowly rose from his chair and walked to Peter, who slowly, scared tried to back away.
"Well, well… if it isn't Peter Pettigrew." Voldemort nearly spat the words. "Loyal friends of the marauders… well, let's see what you have to say to me. Legilimens!" Immediately Peter got flooded by memories of his friends: The day they met, the sorting, them getting friends, the finding out of Remus being a werewolf, them becoming animagi, inventing the marauders map, even some of their pranks. It all crashed down on him as a giant wave. And last, it came, where Voldemort had always been after. The fidelius curse. He saw Voldemort finding out the casting, the making of Sirius as secret keeper. Peter was so happy they hadn't picked him. He didn't think he would get out of here alive, and that frightened him terribly, but at least his best friends would live on safely.
Suddenly Voldemort pulled back and got a big smirk all over his face, he had found what he had been looking for. "My my, Fidelius charm hey? Did that old fool really think I wouldn't find out?" he laughed. "Well, mister Pettigrew it does seem like you'll be alive for a little longer. You are going to help us." Peter was still sitting on the ground out of breath, he didn't like what he heard at all, one thing he could understand though was that he apparently was going to help… going to help? HIM? Betray his friends? "NEVER!" He yelled out making his disgust known. Now everyone started to laugh. Voldemort smirked again. "Do you really believe to have a choice?" He pointed his wand at him and said: "IMPERIO"
Peters mind went pleasantly blank, all sorrows and pain had disappeared into nothing, it just didn't seem to matter anymore. Then a voice got through to him. "Mr. Pettigrew you are going to help us are you not?" Then a smoother voice came: "Say yes, you know you want to." Peter tried his best to resist, he needed to resist. Apparently he waited to long because the curse was lifted, the only thing he could hear was the word: "Crucio." He yelled out because of the searing pain spreading through his entire body, he had never felt it before. He didn't know how long it had lasted. It could have been seconds, it could have been hours. When that curse was lifted, again he heard the word: "Imperio" this time he couldn't resist, he simply didn't have the strength to do it anymore.
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He woke up back in his cell, and everything he did while under the curse came rushing back to him. He rolled up into a minor ball and started to cry desperately; unable to believe what he had done.
He had tortured and killed, A LITTLE GIRL!
The little amount of food he had left in his system quickly came out, and he sat back down, hugging himself, tears still rolling down. It felt like hours had passed when something to eat came shoved into the cell. Peter couldn't eat it, the thoughts of what he had done kept interfering. He felt so guilty.
After an eternity his body gave in and he fell asleep nightmares plaguing his last place of rest.
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(Dream sequence)
His friends were looking for him, he could see. The problem was, they were looking right at him, and yet they couldn't see him. He tried to talk, then yell and make any kind of noise but it was no use. They left, leaving him behind in the dark. He started to hear noises a while later, and hoped they had come back, that it had just been a joke. But instead of his friends he could see a huge snake slithering towards him. Suddenly he found himself in his rat form, and started to run, but it didn't help, the snake was much faster then him and somehow he found out he wasn't able to turn back to human form. He dashed, but got stuck in some wires he couldn't get out of. and started to squeek loudly trying to call for help, but it just echoed through the forest, reaching no-one's ears. The snake kept getting closer…
Next dream:
He found himself standing on a street, looking at the house of his friends, it was burning. The dark mark hang high in the sky illuminating the street. Creating a picture of death. All he could do was stand and watch his friends suffer. From behind him he heard a cold laugh fill the air, he swirled around and could clearly see the face of Lucius Malfoy. Surrounding him stood a legion of death eaters all looking at the house as if their dreams had come true.
He heard voices yelling from the house:
"Peter what have you done!" "You betrayed us! YOU WERE OUR FRIEND!"
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He woke up screaming, the last four words echoing in his mind. He felt incredibly guilty, because he knew what would be coming With the imperious curse they were going to make him hurt his friends HIMSELF!
Perhaps it would be better if he ended it himself, ended himself! Better one then all… a small smile graced his features for the first time while he was there. It reminded him of lily who had brought it up this quote once in a conversation, he thought for a while doing his best to remember it… owh yeah: "all for one, and one for all." It had been something they had used quite regularly after that. Perhaps that could be the case here…
He was startled out of his thoughts when he door opened with a bang. Through the doorway came a death eater, he was then again grabbed and dragged harshly, his bruises from the last time worsening. When he entered (or was more like thrown) into the room the surroundings looked exactly like last time, Voldemort awaiting with a smirk on his face.
"well, well, our guest has returned, I guess you had fun last night?" Peter's face distorted, a grimace taking place, he almost got sick again. He didn't have the feeling for long though, a new wave of Crucio washed over him, and soon he found himself lying on the floor withering. Still, this time he was almost thankful, just for a few moments he would have something else to worry about then the past and the possible future. (if he even had any.)
Then the third Imperio, of what he presumed would be many more, took away every consciousness.
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A/N : Well, this is the first chapter, of what I'm hoping are many more to come…
Please read and review everyone.…