(A/N: Even though Harry and Neville have not been born yet Dumbledore did not believe that they would go through with their
plans. Killing Peter would stop the betraying and it is mutual with the group that they want to, but you'll just have to wait
to see the reasoning behind Sirius' very strange plan. This is my take on what should have happened. It is an AU fanfiction.
I had originally planned it as such and I am keeping with that plan. Just stay with me and all your questions shall be
answered.)
Peter stood before Voldermort and shook in fear. He knew that he failed in getting any type of information on anyone of of his friends. The only thing he knew was that James and Lily would be wed within the month.
"That is all that you can tell me?" Voldermort asked, his eyes piercing through him. He nodded.
"Yes, Dark Lord. I am sorry that I have failed you," Peter said, bowing his head in revereance.
"You have not failed me. You are to go to this wedding. And bring the Potters to me. They shall die for what they have done.
They have killed Death Eaters, a crime punishable with death. Bring them to me," Voldermort ordered. He turned away, allowing Peter to slink out.
Lily had been waiting for this day for quite some time, but never had she believed that this would be the day that they would stand up to Peter and Voldermort only a couple of minutes after their wedding. She looked at herself in the mirror. Underneath the large, white dress was a jump suite of sorts and her wand. She was prepared for this battle, but her heart was not.
She was leading their baby into this. He would be safe unless she was killed. Then he would never have a chance at life. James had promised that Harry would be fine, but she just couldn't believe it right now. Not before the battle. She would be assured once the battle was over and Voldermort was dead once and for all.
The wedding ceremony was to be short, but to her it felt like an eternity to the part where she vowed herself to James forever.
"I, Lily Evans pledge my life to you, James Potter. To have and to hold for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health as long as we both shall live," Lily said, her heart rejoicing that she had finally said it to him but her stomach dropped. They would not be living long.
James could see the pain in her eyes. The thought that they would be dead within hours of their marriage. He felt the same, but tried to hide it with his happiness of finally being united with her.
"I, James Potter pledge my life to you, Lily Evans. To have and to hold for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health as long as we both shall live," James repeated.
"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss your bride," the minister said, motioning for him to do so. He leaned down and kissed her softly, trying to send her reassurances and love through his kiss. They broke away and he saw a smile cross her face. He smiled and turned back to his friends that sat cheering. He looked over and saw Peter. He gave him a smile even though in his mind he wanted to kill him right then and there for what he was doing to them.
As Sirius had expected Peter came up to them when everyone was gone.
"I have a rather large present back at home I could not carry. Will you please follow me there so I can give it to you?" Peter asked. Lily and James nodded.
James gave a wink behind Peter's back, a signal to the gang to follow and led Lily out their muggle car that they insisted that everyone ride in on this special occassion as to not mess up the dresses and such.
They followed silently to Peter's house that was only a couple of blocks away. Peter got out of his car and headed for the very back near the woods. They got out and followed. Voldermort stood in the middle of the field before the woods, snarling.
"Very good Peter. You have done a magnificant job. The Potters after their wedding. The until death do us part will be done here right now. Please do not fight. It makes it so much worse on you," Voldermort said as he raised his wand.
"No! You have miscalculated us Voldermort for the last time!" James said as he ripped off his tux and held out his wand. Lily ripped off the dress and flung it, and stood next to James definately.
"This is laughable. You believe that you can defeat me. You two stupid people. No one can match my powers!" Voldermort roared.
"Two can't, but eight can!" Sirius roared as the gang with Dumbledore jumped out of the hiding spots.
"Dumbledore," Voldermort hissed, gripping his wand more tightly.
"Thomas Riddle. You should have known not to try and kill these people. They are much more then you can imagine," Dumbledore said calmly.
"They are the only ones that stand in my way. I heard the prophecies. I will rise to power!" Voldermort roared.
"You never were one to use your brains Thomas," Dumbledore chastised.
"Stop calling me that. My name is Lord Voldermort!"
"At one time it was Thomas Riddle," Dumbledore reminded him.
"That was the name of that man that gave me life. I do not want any connections with him."
"You always where evil. I knew it from the moment that I met you."
"Good, then you understand what I must do."
"Go ahead Thomas, but it will not be to your benefit. You shall die this day."
"That's what you think old man."
"AVDA KEDVRA!!" The group screamed. Eight bolts of green light penetrated Voldermort. He screamed and exploded into a thousand pieces.
"MASTER!" Peter yelled in panick.
"Now we must deal with you, betrayer," Sirius said, the group pulled around him, not allowing him to escape. They grabbed his wand away.
"Do not hurt me. I was tricked," Peter lied.
"No you weren't. You wanted to be apart of it. You always were a weasel," James said, his face filled with anger.
"But killing me won't do any good. You'll all go to jail," Peter tried.
"No we won't and you damn well know it. So shut the hell up, Peter," Sirius growled.
"Please. We are friends!"
"Not any more, Peter. You chose to betray the group. Your fellow friends," Lily said, trying to keep her voice even. James set a binding spell upon him and glared. He got up into his face, breathing hard as he tried to maintain some sort of calm.
"You would put our lives in danger. We want yours in danger. For the rest of your life. Gretchen has volunteered to take you there. Gretchen?" James called. Gretchen came out of the forest, shaking her head.
"And I thought that I knew you, Peter Pettigrew. I was your girlfriend and yet I had no idea. You have placed our friends, no I take that back, MY friends in danger. Thank you for showing me just who you are. So that way I didn't have to waste any more time on you. I'll take it from here. Congratulations on the wedding James and Lily. I will be back for the reception once I get rid of this man," Gretchen said.
"You are a maurader now Gretchen. You always were, but we are making it offical. You have made many lasting friendships," Sirius told her.
"Thank you. I accept. See you all later." She grabbed Peter and apparated away.
"I must say I thought you would be walking into your death," Dumbledore said, sighing.
"It's us Dumbledore. How could you ever have doubted us?" Sirius asked, flashing a silly smile.
"I shall not do it again. Come, there is celebrating to do," Dumbledore said, smiling. They walked back to their cars smiling, relieved that Voldermort had been vanquished once and for all.
Peter stood before Voldermort and shook in fear. He knew that he failed in getting any type of information on anyone of of his friends. The only thing he knew was that James and Lily would be wed within the month.
"That is all that you can tell me?" Voldermort asked, his eyes piercing through him. He nodded.
"Yes, Dark Lord. I am sorry that I have failed you," Peter said, bowing his head in revereance.
"You have not failed me. You are to go to this wedding. And bring the Potters to me. They shall die for what they have done.
They have killed Death Eaters, a crime punishable with death. Bring them to me," Voldermort ordered. He turned away, allowing Peter to slink out.
Lily had been waiting for this day for quite some time, but never had she believed that this would be the day that they would stand up to Peter and Voldermort only a couple of minutes after their wedding. She looked at herself in the mirror. Underneath the large, white dress was a jump suite of sorts and her wand. She was prepared for this battle, but her heart was not.
She was leading their baby into this. He would be safe unless she was killed. Then he would never have a chance at life. James had promised that Harry would be fine, but she just couldn't believe it right now. Not before the battle. She would be assured once the battle was over and Voldermort was dead once and for all.
The wedding ceremony was to be short, but to her it felt like an eternity to the part where she vowed herself to James forever.
"I, Lily Evans pledge my life to you, James Potter. To have and to hold for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health as long as we both shall live," Lily said, her heart rejoicing that she had finally said it to him but her stomach dropped. They would not be living long.
James could see the pain in her eyes. The thought that they would be dead within hours of their marriage. He felt the same, but tried to hide it with his happiness of finally being united with her.
"I, James Potter pledge my life to you, Lily Evans. To have and to hold for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health as long as we both shall live," James repeated.
"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss your bride," the minister said, motioning for him to do so. He leaned down and kissed her softly, trying to send her reassurances and love through his kiss. They broke away and he saw a smile cross her face. He smiled and turned back to his friends that sat cheering. He looked over and saw Peter. He gave him a smile even though in his mind he wanted to kill him right then and there for what he was doing to them.
As Sirius had expected Peter came up to them when everyone was gone.
"I have a rather large present back at home I could not carry. Will you please follow me there so I can give it to you?" Peter asked. Lily and James nodded.
James gave a wink behind Peter's back, a signal to the gang to follow and led Lily out their muggle car that they insisted that everyone ride in on this special occassion as to not mess up the dresses and such.
They followed silently to Peter's house that was only a couple of blocks away. Peter got out of his car and headed for the very back near the woods. They got out and followed. Voldermort stood in the middle of the field before the woods, snarling.
"Very good Peter. You have done a magnificant job. The Potters after their wedding. The until death do us part will be done here right now. Please do not fight. It makes it so much worse on you," Voldermort said as he raised his wand.
"No! You have miscalculated us Voldermort for the last time!" James said as he ripped off his tux and held out his wand. Lily ripped off the dress and flung it, and stood next to James definately.
"This is laughable. You believe that you can defeat me. You two stupid people. No one can match my powers!" Voldermort roared.
"Two can't, but eight can!" Sirius roared as the gang with Dumbledore jumped out of the hiding spots.
"Dumbledore," Voldermort hissed, gripping his wand more tightly.
"Thomas Riddle. You should have known not to try and kill these people. They are much more then you can imagine," Dumbledore said calmly.
"They are the only ones that stand in my way. I heard the prophecies. I will rise to power!" Voldermort roared.
"You never were one to use your brains Thomas," Dumbledore chastised.
"Stop calling me that. My name is Lord Voldermort!"
"At one time it was Thomas Riddle," Dumbledore reminded him.
"That was the name of that man that gave me life. I do not want any connections with him."
"You always where evil. I knew it from the moment that I met you."
"Good, then you understand what I must do."
"Go ahead Thomas, but it will not be to your benefit. You shall die this day."
"That's what you think old man."
"AVDA KEDVRA!!" The group screamed. Eight bolts of green light penetrated Voldermort. He screamed and exploded into a thousand pieces.
"MASTER!" Peter yelled in panick.
"Now we must deal with you, betrayer," Sirius said, the group pulled around him, not allowing him to escape. They grabbed his wand away.
"Do not hurt me. I was tricked," Peter lied.
"No you weren't. You wanted to be apart of it. You always were a weasel," James said, his face filled with anger.
"But killing me won't do any good. You'll all go to jail," Peter tried.
"No we won't and you damn well know it. So shut the hell up, Peter," Sirius growled.
"Please. We are friends!"
"Not any more, Peter. You chose to betray the group. Your fellow friends," Lily said, trying to keep her voice even. James set a binding spell upon him and glared. He got up into his face, breathing hard as he tried to maintain some sort of calm.
"You would put our lives in danger. We want yours in danger. For the rest of your life. Gretchen has volunteered to take you there. Gretchen?" James called. Gretchen came out of the forest, shaking her head.
"And I thought that I knew you, Peter Pettigrew. I was your girlfriend and yet I had no idea. You have placed our friends, no I take that back, MY friends in danger. Thank you for showing me just who you are. So that way I didn't have to waste any more time on you. I'll take it from here. Congratulations on the wedding James and Lily. I will be back for the reception once I get rid of this man," Gretchen said.
"You are a maurader now Gretchen. You always were, but we are making it offical. You have made many lasting friendships," Sirius told her.
"Thank you. I accept. See you all later." She grabbed Peter and apparated away.
"I must say I thought you would be walking into your death," Dumbledore said, sighing.
"It's us Dumbledore. How could you ever have doubted us?" Sirius asked, flashing a silly smile.
"I shall not do it again. Come, there is celebrating to do," Dumbledore said, smiling. They walked back to their cars smiling, relieved that Voldermort had been vanquished once and for all.