Disclaimer: Peter Pettigrew and the other characters if you recognise them
all belong to J.K.Rowling
A/N: Well I have slightly more reviews, and as my way of apologising for messing up the order of chapters last week, here's the next one
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Fate definitely didn't like him, after James and Lily had been killed, he had turned into a rat and found a nice wizarding family to settle down with. But of course after been passed from brother to brother, he ended up with Ron, who just happened to be best friends with Harry Potter, so Peter spent every day with James looking at him with Lily's eyes through Harry, Fate 1, Peter 0. Then they need a new teacher, so of course Dumbledore hires Remus, fate 2, Peter 0. And when nothing could get any worse, Sirius becomes the only person to ever escape Azkaban and hunts him down, fate 3, Peter 0. And where do they hold an impromptu reunion? Why no other place than the Shrieking Shack, the very place where they all met in happier days, fate wins hands down, no contest.
Peter heard the cry of a werewolf in the distance, it reminded him of Remus, Peter had enjoyed full moons so much, together the four marauders had crept round Hogwarts, and they had thought themselves as kings of the world. A stranger group you wouldn't find, a werewolf, a stag, a dog and a rat all together, all explorers, all friends and all alive. None of them were really alive now, not in every sense of the word, James was dead, Sirius had lost a part of himself and would forever life with the memories of Azkaban and his best friends deaths, Remus tried to carry on but their was still a part of his eye that held sadness and suffering that could never leave. And Peter was considered dead, but even though he still breathed, he had lost a lot as well, but Peter had only himself to blame for that.
There were times when Peter seriously thought James had ended up the best, he had done everything Peter could only dream of, he had had a good job, the perfect wife and a beautiful little boy. He had died before his reality could sour, but maybe the brief instances when James had known of Peter's betrayal had been enough to hurt him for a lifetime.
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It was yet another deatheater meeting, these had being becoming more and more frequent recently and today's' meeting appeared to be a climax in Voldemort's plan for the capture of Harry Potter
'So Avery and Knott if you fly over the pitch first, you grab Potter and Malfoy will be behind you to stop any ideas anyone may have about saving him' Voldemort announced proudly
'Why don't we just kill him there and then' Goyle asked stupidly
'Honestly you make Pettigrew look clever at times Goyle' Voldemort snapped annoyed at having to explain again 'I want the boy to know who killed him and if Dumbledore is around he may stop you'
'When shall we do it?' Avery asked
'Gryffindor play Slytherin tomorrow, no Slytherin will stand in your way, Lucius' son will make sure of that' Voldemort said and Peter noticed that Malfoy seemed even more smug than normal at this praise of his son, Peter remembered Draco who would no doubt one day very soon be an excellent deatheater
'That's right my Lord' Lucius was so silky and smooth it was sickening to hear
'Lucius make sure you do not fail, for you know all too well the penalty for failure' Voldemort said in a threatening voice that would have had Peter shaking in his boots, if he wore boots
'I shall not make the same mistakes as my father' Lucius said gravely before he apparated. Peter was vaguely interested in this, he knew Malfoy's father had been a deatheater, but he had no idea what he had done wrong.
Long after all the deatheaters had left Peter was left wandering around on his own, this wasn't unusual nobody ever seemed to care where he was, he walked down a corridor deep in the heart of Voldemort's manor and saw a room he didn't remember seeing before. Usually Peter would have stayed well away from anything unknown, but he was bored and decided to just peek round the door and see what was in there, it was dark and only seemed to be empty so he stepped fully in for a closer look.
Peter caught a glimpse of his reflection in a shattered mirror at the end of the room, it shocked him for the reflection showed Peter as a child. Peter went closer to it, and when he read the words written around the gold frame, he knew it was the Mirror of Erised, Voldemort had stolen it a few years ago just to prove that he could.
Peter had seen the mirror once before in his sixth year, the marauders had found it when they were exploring under the invisibility cloak. James had seen himself with Lily, which had shocked no-one, Sirius claimed he saw himself eating cream cakes, no-one believed Sirius, but whatever Sirius had really seen he wanted to keep private. Remus had seen himself strolling round the lake on a full moon in his human form, and Peter had seen himself simply surrounded by his friends and family, but he lied to the others and said he saw himself with Sirius' current girlfriend which had made them all laugh.
But looking deep into the mirror, Peter saw the same thing he had seen over 20 years ago, himself as a 16-year-old with the marauders and his family around him. The first time he had thought it a mistake, but how could he deny it again? Peter had searched for wealth and power and yet the thing he still wanted most was to have true friends and family. Peter ran from the image, if he believed what he had seen, it would mean that he had gained nothing and lost everything he really wanted. And the moment Peter let himself lose himself in the past, would be the moment when he admitted his life was worth nothing.
He willed himself to forget what he had seen, he needed to forget, if he didn't it would eat away at him, slowly driving him crazy until it finally took him over and destroyed him. Peter feel into a fitful sleep that night full of demons and Voldemort killing him, when he awoke it was already light and he hurried back to the manor hoping that Voldemort wouldn't mind he had been gone all night.
Deatheaters were milling around everywhere, it had been the day the Potter plan had been put into action.
Peter turned into the vast grounds and he knew instantly that the deatheaters had succeeded for laying unconscious tied to a gravestone was Harry.
'Master let us kill him now and be done with it' Knott was saying
'No, we will wait till he wakes up, I have waited 15 years for this day, he will not escape now' Voldemort said confidently
'But master….' another deatheater started to say, but trailed off instantly when he saw Voldemort's face contort with anger. Peter knew what the deatheaters were worried about, 4 times in the past Harry had seemingly had no chance of escaping Voldemort but each time he had managed.
'I said no, now get out of my house' Voldemort hissed obviously very angry that they had questioned his judgement, the pops echoed round the graveyard as the deatheaters went back to their families. Peter remained staring at Harry's motionless figure, Harry had no family and neither did Peter, but it was very different. Harry's family had all died standing up to Voldemort, Peter's family had all died because Peter hadn't.
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A/N: Oh dear, this isn't very good for poor Harry, will Peter be able to cope with constant reminders of his past and continue to serve Voldemort. You'll have to review to find out
A/N: Well I have slightly more reviews, and as my way of apologising for messing up the order of chapters last week, here's the next one
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Fate definitely didn't like him, after James and Lily had been killed, he had turned into a rat and found a nice wizarding family to settle down with. But of course after been passed from brother to brother, he ended up with Ron, who just happened to be best friends with Harry Potter, so Peter spent every day with James looking at him with Lily's eyes through Harry, Fate 1, Peter 0. Then they need a new teacher, so of course Dumbledore hires Remus, fate 2, Peter 0. And when nothing could get any worse, Sirius becomes the only person to ever escape Azkaban and hunts him down, fate 3, Peter 0. And where do they hold an impromptu reunion? Why no other place than the Shrieking Shack, the very place where they all met in happier days, fate wins hands down, no contest.
Peter heard the cry of a werewolf in the distance, it reminded him of Remus, Peter had enjoyed full moons so much, together the four marauders had crept round Hogwarts, and they had thought themselves as kings of the world. A stranger group you wouldn't find, a werewolf, a stag, a dog and a rat all together, all explorers, all friends and all alive. None of them were really alive now, not in every sense of the word, James was dead, Sirius had lost a part of himself and would forever life with the memories of Azkaban and his best friends deaths, Remus tried to carry on but their was still a part of his eye that held sadness and suffering that could never leave. And Peter was considered dead, but even though he still breathed, he had lost a lot as well, but Peter had only himself to blame for that.
There were times when Peter seriously thought James had ended up the best, he had done everything Peter could only dream of, he had had a good job, the perfect wife and a beautiful little boy. He had died before his reality could sour, but maybe the brief instances when James had known of Peter's betrayal had been enough to hurt him for a lifetime.
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It was yet another deatheater meeting, these had being becoming more and more frequent recently and today's' meeting appeared to be a climax in Voldemort's plan for the capture of Harry Potter
'So Avery and Knott if you fly over the pitch first, you grab Potter and Malfoy will be behind you to stop any ideas anyone may have about saving him' Voldemort announced proudly
'Why don't we just kill him there and then' Goyle asked stupidly
'Honestly you make Pettigrew look clever at times Goyle' Voldemort snapped annoyed at having to explain again 'I want the boy to know who killed him and if Dumbledore is around he may stop you'
'When shall we do it?' Avery asked
'Gryffindor play Slytherin tomorrow, no Slytherin will stand in your way, Lucius' son will make sure of that' Voldemort said and Peter noticed that Malfoy seemed even more smug than normal at this praise of his son, Peter remembered Draco who would no doubt one day very soon be an excellent deatheater
'That's right my Lord' Lucius was so silky and smooth it was sickening to hear
'Lucius make sure you do not fail, for you know all too well the penalty for failure' Voldemort said in a threatening voice that would have had Peter shaking in his boots, if he wore boots
'I shall not make the same mistakes as my father' Lucius said gravely before he apparated. Peter was vaguely interested in this, he knew Malfoy's father had been a deatheater, but he had no idea what he had done wrong.
Long after all the deatheaters had left Peter was left wandering around on his own, this wasn't unusual nobody ever seemed to care where he was, he walked down a corridor deep in the heart of Voldemort's manor and saw a room he didn't remember seeing before. Usually Peter would have stayed well away from anything unknown, but he was bored and decided to just peek round the door and see what was in there, it was dark and only seemed to be empty so he stepped fully in for a closer look.
Peter caught a glimpse of his reflection in a shattered mirror at the end of the room, it shocked him for the reflection showed Peter as a child. Peter went closer to it, and when he read the words written around the gold frame, he knew it was the Mirror of Erised, Voldemort had stolen it a few years ago just to prove that he could.
Peter had seen the mirror once before in his sixth year, the marauders had found it when they were exploring under the invisibility cloak. James had seen himself with Lily, which had shocked no-one, Sirius claimed he saw himself eating cream cakes, no-one believed Sirius, but whatever Sirius had really seen he wanted to keep private. Remus had seen himself strolling round the lake on a full moon in his human form, and Peter had seen himself simply surrounded by his friends and family, but he lied to the others and said he saw himself with Sirius' current girlfriend which had made them all laugh.
But looking deep into the mirror, Peter saw the same thing he had seen over 20 years ago, himself as a 16-year-old with the marauders and his family around him. The first time he had thought it a mistake, but how could he deny it again? Peter had searched for wealth and power and yet the thing he still wanted most was to have true friends and family. Peter ran from the image, if he believed what he had seen, it would mean that he had gained nothing and lost everything he really wanted. And the moment Peter let himself lose himself in the past, would be the moment when he admitted his life was worth nothing.
He willed himself to forget what he had seen, he needed to forget, if he didn't it would eat away at him, slowly driving him crazy until it finally took him over and destroyed him. Peter feel into a fitful sleep that night full of demons and Voldemort killing him, when he awoke it was already light and he hurried back to the manor hoping that Voldemort wouldn't mind he had been gone all night.
Deatheaters were milling around everywhere, it had been the day the Potter plan had been put into action.
Peter turned into the vast grounds and he knew instantly that the deatheaters had succeeded for laying unconscious tied to a gravestone was Harry.
'Master let us kill him now and be done with it' Knott was saying
'No, we will wait till he wakes up, I have waited 15 years for this day, he will not escape now' Voldemort said confidently
'But master….' another deatheater started to say, but trailed off instantly when he saw Voldemort's face contort with anger. Peter knew what the deatheaters were worried about, 4 times in the past Harry had seemingly had no chance of escaping Voldemort but each time he had managed.
'I said no, now get out of my house' Voldemort hissed obviously very angry that they had questioned his judgement, the pops echoed round the graveyard as the deatheaters went back to their families. Peter remained staring at Harry's motionless figure, Harry had no family and neither did Peter, but it was very different. Harry's family had all died standing up to Voldemort, Peter's family had all died because Peter hadn't.
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A/N: Oh dear, this isn't very good for poor Harry, will Peter be able to cope with constant reminders of his past and continue to serve Voldemort. You'll have to review to find out
