Chapter 7: The Revelation

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter or Twilight. Any and all recognized characters and or components are owned by the authors themselves.

This is a AU canon convergence fic for BOTH verses. Some canon elements have been changed/removed to suit the storyline.

*Also this my first cross over fic. Please be kind*

*Indicates Moony Speaking*

'Indicates thoughts'

~Sirius POV~

I wasn't entirely sure who I wanted to look at more, Harry, or Remus. After years of being deprived of both his mate and the boy he considered his pup, it was a difficult decision. Or at least he thought it was going to be. But that was until he noticed the girl. Of course he had seen her fleetingly with Harry, and she was the one who had the friendly feline as her familiar. But that wasn't what kept him glancing at her. No, it was the strange reactions between both her and Remus. When Remus had come upon them, the relief had been quite evident on her face. But not entirely unexpected. He was after all, a reputed murderer and escaped convict. But absolute shattered look of devastated betrayal on the girls face was a bit more than he expected when Remus had embraced him. Betrayal, ok that was normal. Remus was a teacher after all. And what little he had observed of the girl he knew she was a swot. She must have respected him as a teacher. But that didn't explain the sheer devastation that he had witnessed on her face.

If that had been the only moment of oddity, he might have never thought of it again, but then there was Remy and his reactions to the girl. When he was explaining things, he had looked only at her, as if her belief in him was the most important thing in the world. For one brief moment he toyed with the idea that Remy had been unfaithful and fathered the girl. But he knew that was absurd. First of all, Remy wasn't like that, second of all, Moony would never allow it. Wolves mated for life. Remus could no more entertain thoughts of someone else than he could be unfaithful to him. He quickly shook off the idea. 'No. Stop being stupid Padfoot. But still, there is something that isn't quite what it appears.'

The appearance of Snape had set them all on edge. None more than the girl. She looked murderous when he had incarcerated Remus. And Remy's eyes had flashed, his nostrils flared and he struggled harder when Snape began to yell at the girl. Sirius was startled out of his thoughts when the girl pulled her wand and blasted Snape. She had not been alone in her actions, Harry and the ginger kid had helped. 'Definitely Gryffindor.' He chuckled when she automatically began to panic about her rash actions. Once he released him. From his bonds, Remus had sought to reassure the girl with his actions. But Harry had interrupted and demanded answers. 'That's just like his father. Impatient. But that temper, that could only have been Lily's.' Sirius was drawn back into the explanation when Remus asked how he knew Peter was still alive. He handed Remus over the newspaper that had started it. He made a note to talk to Remus about the strange behaviors later. It wasn't as if this girl were that important to their lives. Was she?

~Remus POV~

He looked at Sirius and asked him how he knew about Peter. He was shocked when he pulled a battered newspaper from his filthy stolen robes. The paper was a copy of The Daily Prophet, dated from the summer. On the front page was the picture of Ron and his family. There in Ron's hands was a rat he would have recognized anywhere. "How?" he asked Sirius. "Fudge." He answered. "He came to do an inspection. He gave me his paper. And there was Peter. On this boy's shoulder. I knew it was him, I had seen him transformed. The caption said the boy was going back to Hogwarts. Where Harry was."

How many times had they seen Peter transform into a rat? Hundreds? He must have missed this paper when he was recovering from the moon. He turned to Ron and asked for his rat. Ron of course denied that it was anything other than a rat. But he knew. Now that they were in the same room, he could detect faint traces of Peter's scent. It had been many years since he had last smelled it, but one doesn't forget the scent of pack. Ron pulled Scabbers (as he called him) from his robes. The rat began trashing desperately to get free. He clutched him closer to his chest in an attempt to keep hold of him. 'My God.' He kept looking at the picture in his hand, and the rat in Ron's hand.

"That's not a rat," Sirius said. "It's not. Not at all. It is a wizard, an animagus. One named Peter Pettigrew," Remus added. Ron shook his head and called them mental. He heard Hermione faintly say it was ridiculous, but he wasn't taking his eyes off the rat. Harry broke his staring when he said, " No. Peter Pettigrew is dead. He killed him, didn't he! Twelve years ago now!" Sirius snarled, "I certainly meant to. But he got the better of me. But not this time!" Remus grabbed quickly as Sirius made a lunge for the rat. "Sirius, NO! WAIT! We have to explain. She, I mean they need to understand." He sincerely hoped no one noticed his slip. For the moment it seemed like no one did. Sirius was struggling in his hold, "After! We can tell them after!" he growled out. Remus panted out, "They….he….Harry….has…a….right…to….know….everything!"

Sirius stilled in his grasp. Though he never took his eyes off the rat. It was still struggling in Ron's hands, biting, scratching, trying his best to wiggle free. Finally Sirius agreed. "Bur make it quick. I want to commit the murder I was imprisoned for." Remus sighed, pointed his wand at Ron and told him that he would hear him out. "Just don't let go of Peter while I tell you." Ron's eyes darted quickly from Sirius, to Harry, to Hermione, looking for support. "So basically, you are saying he broke out of Azkaban to come after Scabbers? Okay, so say Pettigrew could turn into a rat. There are millions of rats. How is he supposed to know which one he is after?" Ron asked. Remus breathed out. "His paw. It's so simple, yet so brilliant. Did he just cut it off Sirus?" "What about his paw?" Ron asked. "He is missing a toe isn't he?" Sirius questioned. "After I confronted Peter, I finally had him cornered and he yelled out that I had killed James and Lily. He was loud enough the whole street heard. Before I could curse him, he blew up the whole street, wand behind his back. Then he cut off his finger, transformed and fled into the sewers." Remus looked to Ron, "Didn't you hear? All that was ever recovered of Pettigrew was a finger."

Ron still didn't look convinced. "So he is missing a toe. Maybe he got in a fight with another rat. Something like that.. After all, he's just a pet. My family has had him a long time." At this, Remus scoffed, " Twelve years am I right? Didn't it ever seem odd he lived so long?" Ron sputtered, "Well we take really good care of him. At least until her mad cat scared him." It was Harry who pointed out that Scabbers had looked ill before they had gone to Egypt last summer. Right about the time news of Black's escape, as a matter of fact. Sirius barked out, "This cat? It's not mad. It knew Peter was the rat. Tried to bring him to me. When he couldn't he brought me the passwords into Gryffindor Tower for me. Stole them from a boy's bedside table I believe. But Peter got spooked and made a run for it. This cat. What did you call him, Crookshanks? He told me Peter left blood on the sheets, and faked his own death. Again." Remus watched as Harry processed the information before accusing Sirius, "He fled because he knew you would kill him. Just like you killed my parents!" Moony growled at the very idea. "And now you came to finish the job!" Harry yelled. "Of course I have." Sirius replied.

Remus rushed to reassure Harry. NO! Don't you get it? We were wrong. It was Peter who betrayed your parents, and Sirius tracked him down. Not the way we thought at all." He looked at Harry, then to Hermione, pleading with his eyes for their understanding. But Harry didn't believe it. He claimed that Sirius was his parents secret keeper and that he had as much as said so before he got there. Remus looked at Sirius. The Anguished look on his face almost took his breath away. Moony wanted to comfort him. But he was torn. To do so now might cause Harry to misunderstand. 'Harry will just think I am taking Sirius' side, not that it is the truth.' He battled Moony's instincts while Sirius explained about that night so long ago. He barely managed to keep his hold on Moony.

"Enough Sirius, force him to show himself. If it is only a rat, the spell won't hurt it." He took the rat from Ron and turned to Sirius. "Ready?" Sirius nodded, "Together?" He agreed, "Count of three. 1, 2, 3!" A brilliant light filled the shack. The rat was fell and then just as quickly began to change. Where Scabbers had previously been, now stood a short, unkempt, pasty bald man. He kept wringing his hands, taking quick, shallow breaths. Somehow he still looked rat like. Sirius growled, and Moony raged *Kill the Traitor!* but Remus calmly said, "Hello Peter."