Peter, Voldemort
Rating: T
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em - not making any money off 'em. Dern it.
Word Count: 190
Notes:
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry: Two Week Drabble Wars - "The bogeyman is real, and you found him." - House of 1,000 Corpses
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry: [Writing Club!] The Word Prompt Express - Prompt Used – 294. Express
Peter knew he got himself in way over his head. No words could express how much he regretted joining the Death Eaters.
He wanted to leave. He wanted to go to Sirius, James, and Remus. He wanted to tell them about the horrible mistake he made and beg for forgiveness. He wanted them to help him, protect him, from his own choice.
Even as he was thinking this, he was shaking as the snake-like Dark Lord approached him. "What are you thinking about, Little Peter?"
"N-Nothing," Peter stuttered.
The Dark Lord smirked as he stared into Peter's eyes, his gaze penetrating. "Interesting," he murmured.
"What do you mean, Sir?"
"Little, Little Peter. You should know something. The bogeyman is real, and you found him. And this particular bogeyman doesn't like to be betrayed. Do you understand?"
Peter swallowed nervously. Somehow, the Dark Lord knew Peter was thinking about running, and he wasn't pleased. Peter knew he was stuck. He had made a bad decision, and now he had to live with the consequences. "Yes, Sir. I understand."
And he knew there was no way to ever get out of this.