Note: This is a collection of ten or so of my drabble-y things. Seeing as though I seem to write more drabbles than actual stories, I may end up with a few collections. Some of this may tend towards one-shots, but oh well.
Once Upon a Time
Prompt: Peter Pettigrew's next to last thoughts.
Disclaimer: No, just no.
He looked back at the days when he laughed freely and had a good time only rarely now. Those memories were filled with bitterness, for he recognized that he should have died for them. Never should he have lived. Now here he was at the gate to this little prison in the bottom of the opulent manor.
And before even thought about it, he knew what to do if it came to it. He would not struggle, would not fight; he would accept his fate like he should have done all those many years before, like he should have done that fateful night.
His name was Peter Pettigrew, and once upon a time he was called Wormtail by his friends.
But once upon a time ended a long, long time ago.
AN: This has to be the most canonical one I've written yet.