A small grey rat scurried through the small alleyway
A small grey rat scurried through the small alleyway. His eyes were wide, and his heart was racing as he sped up to get to his destination in time. Peter Pettigrew was an Animagus, having learned the talent in school with his two other friends, James Potter and Sirius Black, so that they could help their friend Remus Lupin during the full moon. It took them a year to find the book with the instructions in them, and then another two months to make the potion so they could see their form. In three months, they found out that James was a Stag, who they nicknamed Prongs; Sirius was a large black dog who looked like the grim that they named Padfoot. Peter was a rat that they named Wormtail and they nicknamed Remus Moony, for being a werewolf.
It was all fun and games when they were at school. They'd get detention with McGonagall for pranks, Sirius would be dating different girls and James would be pinning after Lily.
After James and Lily had gotten together, the whole structure of their group had changed. Lily had brought them closer than they had ever been. She became their reason to fight. Sirius and James went into the Auror program, Remus found a job as a muggle librarian. Peter went into the medical profession, shocking all his friends. After Lily and James had gotten married, Lily became the Ancient Runes professor at Hogwarts, and began researching an Ancient text from Greece.
Now, two years after graduation, James and his wife Lily were being hunted by Voldemort. They had decided on an ancient spell that would be used to protect them, and their one year old son Harry. At first they were going to use Sirius as their secret keeper. But it became evident that they would need someone that was less obvious. So it was decided that Peter would be their secret keeper, and they would tell everyone that it was Sirius.
The ritual had been relatively simple; James and Lily cast the spell, with Sirius as the witness. Peter became the only person to know their location. They decided they wouldn't tell Remus who the real secret keeper was, because there was a spy in the order of phoenix, and he would be vulnerable during the full moon.
And now, two months later on October 28th, Peter was hurrying, as fast as his little legs could carry him, to his home. The reason for this was because Voldemort had found out that he was the secret keeper, and had sent death eaters after Peter to capture him.
He only had a block to go until he would be safe in the wards of his house. But that wouldn't be enough to save him as a large hand grabbed him as he zoomed through the air, and they apparated away.
When we arrived, the man that had grabbed me threw me to the ground, I tried to run as fast as I could to a hole in the wall, but they immobilized me, and forced me into human form.
I started to shake, and I could feel my eyes start to fill with tears as I looked up into the face of hell. Lord Voldemort, as lordly as a self-proclaimed lord could be, was sitting there, just staring at me.
"Welcome, Peter Pettigrew, to my humble abode." He proclaimed as he stood up and made his way to me. I was so ashamed in that moment, as the trembling I was doing made my body shake so hard that the death eaters around me laugh.
Come on Peter. You're a bloody Gryffindor. Start acting like one. I thought as he pointed his wand at me.
"Tell me, do you want to live? Because I will let you live if you tell me where the Potters are. I will give you anything you want." Voldemort enticed as he started to twirl his wand.
"N-n-never, they a-a-a-re my f-f-f-friends." I stuttered.
"Maybe you need a little…incentive." He replied as he pointed his wand at me and said, "Crucio."
In all my life, I had never felt pain like this. White hot needles were jabbing into my skin at the same time it felt like it was being ripped off. I felt myself scream, and cursed myself as I begged for it to stop.
"Tell me, and I will make the pain stop."
Come on Peter, be brave. Be brave for James….for Lily…for Harry!
I panted and shook, before I looked up and said, "No!"
"Now Peter. I know that you know where they are, so give me the SECRET!" Voldemort yelled as he placed another crucio on me. Again, the pain came, and it felt like I had been shoved into a meat grinder and grinded up over and over, as someone punched and cut me all over.
"NEVER! I will n-never betray my f-friends. You'll have to just k-kill me because their secret is going to the grave!" I screamed out as the curse was taken off.
"Well then, I guess I am just going to have to try harder aren't I?" Voldemort replied as he placed the curse on me again.
I could feel my mind start to slip, start to break, so I pushed as many memories as I could behind a huge shield in my mind.
I ran as fast as I could through the hospital, panicked as I enter Lily's room. James turned to me and smiled.
"Peter, I would like to introduce you to your nephew, Harry James Potter!" He beamed as he handed over a small bundle in his arms.
I looked down, into the bright emerald green eyes, and I knew that this was what life was about.
I winced as the curse was placed on me again, and retreated into my mind again; the shield had a crack this time, a long thin crack going right down the middle. I pushed as hard as I could to keep it up as another memory was absorbed into it.
"Sirius, I can't do this. You should do it. You're brave and smart and you're a better fighter than me. You'll be able to protect them better."
Sirius spun around and grabbed me by the shoulders, shaking me a little as he looked me in the eyes.
"Peter, you don't give yourself enough credit. Who was it that healed Remus when he was bleeding to death after that one full moon? And who was it that was panicking and running around in circles trying to figure out what to do? Who was it that stood up to Mcgonagall when it wasn't our fault that Snape was hurt? You are brave, and you're smart enough to get into the healing academy. You also had the grades to become an auror if you wanted to, but instead you chose to protect people. Trust me; you're the best man for the job."
I could feel that there wasn't going to be enough time and shoved as hard as I could to get the remaining memories of my life into the shield, but it broke, and all at once, I felt my mind go blank.