Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters.
Dangers in the past:
When the man stepped inside most of the teachers rose their wands again but the man quickly put his mask away revealing a pale thin face with dark black eyes. He looked around as if assessing the situation, completely ignoring the wands trained at him. Ryan and him exchanged a hateful look but then the stranger fixed his eyes on Harry. Dumbledore looked at the man intently, his first reaction had been stun him but the fact that Harry didn't move somehow seemed to be sufficient for him to know that man was not a danger. Briefly he wondered when he had begun to trust Harry this much, he barely knew the boy yet he had allowed him to take control of the situation without even noticing. The man either sensed the control was with the boy or simply knew it before hand but it was to him he addressed his words.
"The dark King isn't happy, Harry, he has found out you are here and was blowing quite a temper tantrum when I left." The dark King was the name Lucius Malfoy had given himself after Voldemort's fall. At those words, Harry smirked.
"I'm so sorry to upset him."
"I'm sure you are, nevertheless, he's preparing a massive attack at the school. It was scheduled for Halloween but the notice of your presence here has forced him to change plans, it probably will be rescheduled to Christmas or even later. He's trying to get the dementors to his side since they are not with Voldemort yet." Harry rolled his eyes but didn't say anything, he was more than used to this kind of behaviour and knew the dark lords liked to launch attacks in festive days. The strangers eyes suddenly became unfocused as if he was listening to something, then he focused on Harry again. "The dark King is calling, I need to get going, I'll keep you posted." Harry nodded and looked the man leave the room.
Dumbledore stood looking at the door for some time until he saw Harry sink into a chair, a tired look covering his features. He knew no more danger was coming and found himself again in control of the situation. The headmaster turned to the teachers.
"Please bring the students to their dorms." The teachers nodded and began to herd the younger students to the large doors, motioning for the older ones to follow them. Dumbledore looked at Ron and Hermione, who still had been standing at James and Lily's side, they were looking at Harry, as if waiting for him to tell them something. He wasn't in time to turn around and see what Harry did but the reaction of the two teenagers was immediately. They started to follow the marauders and Lily out of the room as soon as they had started to move. The headmaster would have liked for Ron and Hermione to stay since they seemed to know what was going on but he had the impression they wouldn't obey him if Harry didn't agree and it was obvious the boy wanted them to go to the rooms. Finally, when all students had left, Dumbledore turned to Harry, who was still sitting in a chair near to him.
"Why don't we move to my office?" The teenager looked around and nodded, slowly he stood up and leaned on Ryan who was at his side in an instant. Dumbledore muttered a floating charm and let the death eaters levitate behind him, with Daniel and Ethan following them. Ten minutes later they arrived in front of the gargoyle and went in. McGonagall was already there with Flitwick and Danielle. Everyone took seats in front of Dumbledore and waited till the other teachers came back. When after five minutes, everyone was gathered in there and Dumbledore was about to start talking, a soft knock interrupted them again and Ron and Hermione came in. With a nod to Harry's direction, they sat down at either side of him. Dumbledore looked at them curiously but decided to continue.
"Very well, first things, first. Danielle, do you have some veritaserum with you?" The woman nodded and handed it to Dumbledore.
"Here you go headmaster." The old wizard thanked her and then tied Wormtail down on a chair. He walked towards him and gave him some of the potion. Harry felt Ron and Hermione pale and tense besides him, they both shot him anxious glances, they knew as good as him that if they didn't do anything all their secrets would be out in the open. Harry's mind was racing, he couldn't think of anything they could do without drawing to much attention to themselves. From the corner of his eye he looked at Ryan and saw the man was looking blankly how Dumbledore revived Wormtail, ready to begin the questioning, and he knew there was nothing they could do about it. With a sigh he sank into his chair and looked at Dumbledore who had started to talk.
"Are you awake?" In a dazed voice, Wormtail answered his question.
"Yes." Everyone was listening intently.
"What's your name?" Harry tensed in his chair. There went their secrets, he hopped the headmaster had planned something in case things like this happened, else he was sure they were about to destroy the future.
"Peter Pettigrew, usually called Wormtail." An audible gasp could be heard around the room, most of the teachers were looking disbelieving at the man sitting in front of them.
"How can that be? Peter Pettigrew is in his room and he is only fifteen years old."
"I come from the future, around twenty-five years in the future." More gasps filled the room, while teachers looked at each other confused. Dumbledore looked up from the man to Hermione and Ron who had resigned looks on their faces, the he looked at Ethan, who was looking out of the window. His gaze traveled to Daniel and Ryan, who' eyes were still fixed on the man, a deep loathing framing their features and finally he looked at Harry, who returned his gaze steadily. Now everything made much more sense, but he still had a lot of questions so he turned his attention to the man.
"So you have become a death eater? You work for Voldemort?" He was very surprised at this news, he would never have suspected one of the marauders to turn on them this way.
"Yes, I'm a death eater, but I don't work for You-Know-Who anymore." Dumbledore rose his eyebrows, somewhat confused, a death eater not working for Voldemort? That was a confusing thought.
"Why not?" The man moved his gaze and fixed it on Harry, Dumbledore followed it and saw the boy was smiling ever so slightly. Then Wormtail's voice rang through the room.
"Because this brat killed him."
To be continued...
A/N: Thanks for all reviews.
Dangers in the past:
When the man stepped inside most of the teachers rose their wands again but the man quickly put his mask away revealing a pale thin face with dark black eyes. He looked around as if assessing the situation, completely ignoring the wands trained at him. Ryan and him exchanged a hateful look but then the stranger fixed his eyes on Harry. Dumbledore looked at the man intently, his first reaction had been stun him but the fact that Harry didn't move somehow seemed to be sufficient for him to know that man was not a danger. Briefly he wondered when he had begun to trust Harry this much, he barely knew the boy yet he had allowed him to take control of the situation without even noticing. The man either sensed the control was with the boy or simply knew it before hand but it was to him he addressed his words.
"The dark King isn't happy, Harry, he has found out you are here and was blowing quite a temper tantrum when I left." The dark King was the name Lucius Malfoy had given himself after Voldemort's fall. At those words, Harry smirked.
"I'm so sorry to upset him."
"I'm sure you are, nevertheless, he's preparing a massive attack at the school. It was scheduled for Halloween but the notice of your presence here has forced him to change plans, it probably will be rescheduled to Christmas or even later. He's trying to get the dementors to his side since they are not with Voldemort yet." Harry rolled his eyes but didn't say anything, he was more than used to this kind of behaviour and knew the dark lords liked to launch attacks in festive days. The strangers eyes suddenly became unfocused as if he was listening to something, then he focused on Harry again. "The dark King is calling, I need to get going, I'll keep you posted." Harry nodded and looked the man leave the room.
Dumbledore stood looking at the door for some time until he saw Harry sink into a chair, a tired look covering his features. He knew no more danger was coming and found himself again in control of the situation. The headmaster turned to the teachers.
"Please bring the students to their dorms." The teachers nodded and began to herd the younger students to the large doors, motioning for the older ones to follow them. Dumbledore looked at Ron and Hermione, who still had been standing at James and Lily's side, they were looking at Harry, as if waiting for him to tell them something. He wasn't in time to turn around and see what Harry did but the reaction of the two teenagers was immediately. They started to follow the marauders and Lily out of the room as soon as they had started to move. The headmaster would have liked for Ron and Hermione to stay since they seemed to know what was going on but he had the impression they wouldn't obey him if Harry didn't agree and it was obvious the boy wanted them to go to the rooms. Finally, when all students had left, Dumbledore turned to Harry, who was still sitting in a chair near to him.
"Why don't we move to my office?" The teenager looked around and nodded, slowly he stood up and leaned on Ryan who was at his side in an instant. Dumbledore muttered a floating charm and let the death eaters levitate behind him, with Daniel and Ethan following them. Ten minutes later they arrived in front of the gargoyle and went in. McGonagall was already there with Flitwick and Danielle. Everyone took seats in front of Dumbledore and waited till the other teachers came back. When after five minutes, everyone was gathered in there and Dumbledore was about to start talking, a soft knock interrupted them again and Ron and Hermione came in. With a nod to Harry's direction, they sat down at either side of him. Dumbledore looked at them curiously but decided to continue.
"Very well, first things, first. Danielle, do you have some veritaserum with you?" The woman nodded and handed it to Dumbledore.
"Here you go headmaster." The old wizard thanked her and then tied Wormtail down on a chair. He walked towards him and gave him some of the potion. Harry felt Ron and Hermione pale and tense besides him, they both shot him anxious glances, they knew as good as him that if they didn't do anything all their secrets would be out in the open. Harry's mind was racing, he couldn't think of anything they could do without drawing to much attention to themselves. From the corner of his eye he looked at Ryan and saw the man was looking blankly how Dumbledore revived Wormtail, ready to begin the questioning, and he knew there was nothing they could do about it. With a sigh he sank into his chair and looked at Dumbledore who had started to talk.
"Are you awake?" In a dazed voice, Wormtail answered his question.
"Yes." Everyone was listening intently.
"What's your name?" Harry tensed in his chair. There went their secrets, he hopped the headmaster had planned something in case things like this happened, else he was sure they were about to destroy the future.
"Peter Pettigrew, usually called Wormtail." An audible gasp could be heard around the room, most of the teachers were looking disbelieving at the man sitting in front of them.
"How can that be? Peter Pettigrew is in his room and he is only fifteen years old."
"I come from the future, around twenty-five years in the future." More gasps filled the room, while teachers looked at each other confused. Dumbledore looked up from the man to Hermione and Ron who had resigned looks on their faces, the he looked at Ethan, who was looking out of the window. His gaze traveled to Daniel and Ryan, who' eyes were still fixed on the man, a deep loathing framing their features and finally he looked at Harry, who returned his gaze steadily. Now everything made much more sense, but he still had a lot of questions so he turned his attention to the man.
"So you have become a death eater? You work for Voldemort?" He was very surprised at this news, he would never have suspected one of the marauders to turn on them this way.
"Yes, I'm a death eater, but I don't work for You-Know-Who anymore." Dumbledore rose his eyebrows, somewhat confused, a death eater not working for Voldemort? That was a confusing thought.
"Why not?" The man moved his gaze and fixed it on Harry, Dumbledore followed it and saw the boy was smiling ever so slightly. Then Wormtail's voice rang through the room.
"Because this brat killed him."
To be continued...
A/N: Thanks for all reviews.