The Dying of the Light

by Mynstrel

They watch their lives flash before their eyes...*Revised. I redid this story to include everyone and the final battle.*

2. Wormtail

The Dying of the Light

Part 2: Wormtail

A/N: This is for those who have pointed out the lack of Wormtail in my stories and in HP fanfic in general.

Everything belongs to JK Rowling, many thanks.

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~Wormtail~

the little man jerked like he had been poked with a sharp stick, nervously looking around the blank room

~Wormtail, the voice repeated, angry~

y-y-yes, the man stuttered

~you failed, Wormtail, your lord is dead~

th-th-that's impossible, the man blustered, the dark lord can not be defeated

Harry Potter and the Dark Lord faced each other. Neither moved for a long time. In the golden sunlight it was easy to see all the forces of the Light and the Dark lined up behind their chosen champion. The Dark Lord raised his wand, preparing to kill his opponent, this boy who had thwarted him so many times. At the same time, Harry Potter raised his wand. They yelled their chosen curses; the spells struck the combatants. Harry Potter fell, curling up on the ground in agony. The Dark Lord howled his triumph to the sky, then broke off with a squeal of agony when pure light wrapped around him. He writhed and twisted, but could not escape.

wormtail gaped at the image, stunned

he-he came back once, he finally muttered, he can come back again

~no, the voice said with some satisfaction, this time he is destroyed~

wormtail wasn't sure what to do, the dark lord was dead, destroyed at long last by potter

they were both dead, he thought with rising excitement, they were all dead, except him, wormtail, and no one had to know who he was, what he had done

~no, Wormtail, it doesn't work that may, the voice said with malicious satisfaction, you are dead as well~

dead, squeaked the little man, i'm not dead, am i?

~yes, sirius black killed you~

oh, yes, that's right, he did

~do you regret your actions, Wormtail?~

which ones?

~do you regret betraying your friends to the dark lord? do you regret killing innocent people?~

the dark lord, the man squeaked nervously, is so strong, so much stronger than i am, what was i supposed to do? how do you deny the dark lord?

~you do not wish you could change your life? stand up to the dark lord?~

why would i want to do that? the dark lord is so strong, so powerful...

~you do not regret the murder of james and lily potter? of innocent muggles? you do not regret sending an innocent man to jail? you do not regret hurting and terrorizing harry potter and his friends?~

i do what my master commands me

~you would not change your life if you could?~

i obey my master, the dark lord voldemort

~very well, Wormtail, here is your reward for obeying your master~

The voice was gone, leaving Wormtail alone in the dark room. He called out to the voice but there was no answer. He called out to his master, but there was no answer. He was alone, in the dark. Forever.

A/N: I have an almost phobic aversion to being left alone in the dark, so I took great delight to consigning Wormtail to my own personal nightmare.