A/N: Okay, for my two reviewers Roxie and bob-the-bear. . . here's the next scene! Sorry it took so long, senior year sux and is soooo busy, and the fact that I only got 2 reviews was kinda disheartening. But thanks so much you 2!!!!!!!!! I love you for reviewing!!!! Here ya go, once again, I own nothing. Hope you like.

~Sammy Solo

P.S.- I HATE PETER!! But this is kinda how I see him turning, regretfully but doing it anyway. Hope you agree!!!

Scene IV

*Interior: Peter's apartment*

*Peter kneels on one knee before the fireplace. The face of a man appears in the flames, pale, with deep-set eyes.*

Peter: What is thy bidding, my Master?

Voldemort: Has the disappearance of the mudblood been noticed?

Peter (voice shaking): Yes, Master.

Voldemort: What has happened?

Peter: An Auror received a letter from Lily Evans about you, Master. He went immediately to the Minister of Magic. But I don't think he was going to do anything. He seemed to just shrug it off.

Voldemort: Which Auror got the letter?

*Peter cringes. He has been fearing this.*

Peter: It was. . .um. . .

Voldemort: Do not lie to me, Wormtail.

Peter: Forgive me, Master. The Auror was Remus Lupin.

Voldemort: I know you want to protect your friends, Wormtail. As long as they don't get in my way, they'll be fine.

Peter: Yes, Master. I understand.

Voldemort: Where are your friends now?

Peter (shakily): I. . .I don't know.

Voldemort: Do not lie to me! *The flames shoot up as he yells. Peter scampers back a few inches.*

Peter: I'm sorry, Master. The last time I saw them, they were going back to James's apartment.

Voldemort: And what were they going to do?

Peter (hesitantly): They. . .they were. . .*Voldemort's stare finally breaks him down. They were going to rescue Lily Evans.*

*Voldemort's head nods and smiles.*

Voldemort: Very good, Wormtail.

Peter: What are you going to do to them?

Voldemort: Don't worry about them, Wormtail. I will take care of them. Your loyalty will be rewarded.

Peter: Yes, Master.

*The face in the fire disappears. Peter stands up, visibly shaken. He turns and sees a picture of his friends sitting on his bedside table. Remus, James, and Sirius smile and wave at him from the picture.*

Peter: I'm sorry, guys. I know you'll understand.

*He shakes his head as the lights on the stage fade.*