A/N: Thank you so much for the reviews! Extra thank you to Fiery Wordess,
because the review was so nice and besides, everyone else was my friend and
they were going to say good things anyway. Except maybe Virginia, that's
always an unknown. LOL! Anyway, sorry this is such a short chapter. I have
a good idea for the next chapter, though.
Enough gabbing, you came for the story! So here goes:
Chapter 2: Performing The Fidelius Charm
Early the next morning, Lily, James, and Sirius had all gathered in Dumbledore's office. Soon afterwards, Peter Pettigrew sauntered in, trying to look more superior than he really was. "What are we meeting for, James, Sirius?" he asked, obviously trying to keep his nervousness out of his voice. Lily noticed that he had ignored her, and she frowned.
"No need to be nervous, Wormtail!" Sirius greeted him, using Peter's old nickname. "We just have a question for you."
"I didn't say I was nervous," Wormtail muttered as James began to speak.
"Peter, Lily and I are going to attempt to hide from Voldemort using the Fidelius Charm, and we'd like you to be our Secret-Keeper," James said.
"S-secret-Keeper?" Peter repeated.
Lily spoke up. "Yes, the Fidelius Charm is a spell that hides a secret inside of a person's soul. We'd like you to be our Secret-Keeper and conceal our whereabouts from You-Know-Who. Would you?"
Peter's eyes widened. "I'd . . . I'd be honored to carry your secret! How soon will the spell be performed?"
"Right now, if you're ready," came a familiar voice from the doorway. The group turned to see Dumbledore walking in. "Are you prepared to carry the secret?"
Peter seemed slightly caught off guard at seeing Dumbledore, but he recovered quickly. "Yes, yes, I am!"
"Good," Dumbledore said. "Please come and stand in front of my desk, would you, Peter?"
Peter stumbled his way over to Dumbledore's desk, trying to hide his excitement. Oh, he'd be honored, all right. Beyond his wildest dreams . . .
"Very good." Dumbledore would never admit it, but he was extremely nervous about performing the charm. He'd been the one that had informed the Potters that Voldemort was after them. One of his spies had warned him.
Dumbledore drew his wand. "Fides secernere!" he said forcefully. Dumbledore's wand was almost a blur as it completed a few intricate movements. There was a bright flash of brilliantly white light and Lily, James, and Sirius closed their eyes. When they opened them, there was a baseball-sized bluish-white orb floating just above Peter's outstretched palm. With trembling fingers, Peter enclosed the orb in his hand. The light subsided, and the room became normal once more.
"Brilliant!" Sirius cried, breaking the silence. Lily laughed and James grinned. The Potters hadn't felt this good in a long time. It felt as though a weight had been lifted off of their shoulders. They were safe now!
Dumbledore smiled. "Yes, that should do it. That spell takes a powerful bit of magic, but I believe that everything went very well."
"Well, of course, you're only the most powerful wizard in Britain!" Sirius said with a grin. Dumbledore modestly waved off the praise.
"But, really, thank you so much, Dumbledore! And you too, Peter," Lily said fervently. Peter smiled as he mentally congratulated himself. This could be the best thing he'd done in a while. If only the Potters knew what they had just done.
"Well, we're all set, then! Thank you, both of you, and you too, Sirius. Not that you need any more praise to fill that big head of yours," James teased. Sirius took a mock swipe at James's head.
Finally, the Potters, Sirius, and Peter all filed out of Dumbledore's office. Lily and James were looking forward to a peaceful night. Sirius was relieved that his friends were finally safe. Peter, however, had big plans for that night . . .
Enough gabbing, you came for the story! So here goes:
Chapter 2: Performing The Fidelius Charm
Early the next morning, Lily, James, and Sirius had all gathered in Dumbledore's office. Soon afterwards, Peter Pettigrew sauntered in, trying to look more superior than he really was. "What are we meeting for, James, Sirius?" he asked, obviously trying to keep his nervousness out of his voice. Lily noticed that he had ignored her, and she frowned.
"No need to be nervous, Wormtail!" Sirius greeted him, using Peter's old nickname. "We just have a question for you."
"I didn't say I was nervous," Wormtail muttered as James began to speak.
"Peter, Lily and I are going to attempt to hide from Voldemort using the Fidelius Charm, and we'd like you to be our Secret-Keeper," James said.
"S-secret-Keeper?" Peter repeated.
Lily spoke up. "Yes, the Fidelius Charm is a spell that hides a secret inside of a person's soul. We'd like you to be our Secret-Keeper and conceal our whereabouts from You-Know-Who. Would you?"
Peter's eyes widened. "I'd . . . I'd be honored to carry your secret! How soon will the spell be performed?"
"Right now, if you're ready," came a familiar voice from the doorway. The group turned to see Dumbledore walking in. "Are you prepared to carry the secret?"
Peter seemed slightly caught off guard at seeing Dumbledore, but he recovered quickly. "Yes, yes, I am!"
"Good," Dumbledore said. "Please come and stand in front of my desk, would you, Peter?"
Peter stumbled his way over to Dumbledore's desk, trying to hide his excitement. Oh, he'd be honored, all right. Beyond his wildest dreams . . .
"Very good." Dumbledore would never admit it, but he was extremely nervous about performing the charm. He'd been the one that had informed the Potters that Voldemort was after them. One of his spies had warned him.
Dumbledore drew his wand. "Fides secernere!" he said forcefully. Dumbledore's wand was almost a blur as it completed a few intricate movements. There was a bright flash of brilliantly white light and Lily, James, and Sirius closed their eyes. When they opened them, there was a baseball-sized bluish-white orb floating just above Peter's outstretched palm. With trembling fingers, Peter enclosed the orb in his hand. The light subsided, and the room became normal once more.
"Brilliant!" Sirius cried, breaking the silence. Lily laughed and James grinned. The Potters hadn't felt this good in a long time. It felt as though a weight had been lifted off of their shoulders. They were safe now!
Dumbledore smiled. "Yes, that should do it. That spell takes a powerful bit of magic, but I believe that everything went very well."
"Well, of course, you're only the most powerful wizard in Britain!" Sirius said with a grin. Dumbledore modestly waved off the praise.
"But, really, thank you so much, Dumbledore! And you too, Peter," Lily said fervently. Peter smiled as he mentally congratulated himself. This could be the best thing he'd done in a while. If only the Potters knew what they had just done.
"Well, we're all set, then! Thank you, both of you, and you too, Sirius. Not that you need any more praise to fill that big head of yours," James teased. Sirius took a mock swipe at James's head.
Finally, the Potters, Sirius, and Peter all filed out of Dumbledore's office. Lily and James were looking forward to a peaceful night. Sirius was relieved that his friends were finally safe. Peter, however, had big plans for that night . . .
