Nez: This is a short chapter that is sure to please all the Wormtail/Peter haters.

Zan: Including you?

Nez: Yes, because I wrote it.

Zan: -to audience- Check out "Killing Wormtail", by fufulupin. It is funny.

Nez: Are you being paid to advertise?

Zan: Nope. –big grin-

Nez: -sighs- Sill, everyone, if you have an idea for this fic, please tell me in the reviews. I even put Zan in Part Six. That's how desperate I am to keep this thing going.

Zan: But this is only Part Four...

Nez: -bops over head- Shut up.

Part Four: Torturing the Traitor

"HHHHEEEEEELLLLLLPPPPP!" screamed Peter. "Help me James!" He ran behind Prongs, who was practicing his Charms homework (something he really needed to work on,) in the Gryffindor common room. Fish-chan was chasing Peter, wand sparking with every swish of her thin arm.

"What is it now Wormtail?" James whined. "I swear, nearly everybody can make you squeal like a girl if they wanted to."

"SHE TRIED TO KILL ME!!!!!" Peter squeaked loudly.

"Yeah, and it didn't work! Now hold still or this could become messy."

"Fish-chan, what are you doing that is so 'cruel'?"

"NO! IT'S TOO HORRIBLE TO EVEN HEAR!"

Just then, Remus and Nehszriah came down the dormitory steps (Zan: What were you doing there?!?!), talking about some Muggle television shows called "Inu-Yasha", "Cowboy Bebop", "Trigun" and "Witch Hunter Robin". (Zan: -sweatdrop-)

"REMUS! HELP ME!" Wormtail yelled. He scuttled behind the werewolf and his companion, shaking in fear.

"Get way from me," Nehszriah growled. Peter gulped and ducked behind Sirius, who just came in from the portrait hole.

"Fish-chan tried to kill me! Don't let her hurt me!"

Sirius sighed. "Why should I protect you? Grow some balls and stand up for yourself, man. I mean, come on."

Nehszriah let out a small giggle, which caused Remus to giggle as well.

"What's with you two lovebirds?" James snapped, brow raised.

"Back off," Nehszriah said coldly. "So, Fish-chan, what did you try to do with the little rat that made him freak out so much?"

Fish-chan walked over to Nehszriah and Remus and whispered something to them. All three of them broke out in laughter.

"That? Poor Pete! He's had nightmares about that since first year!" Remus laughed. He and Nehszriah had to lean on each other in order to stand upright.

"You twisted little..." Nehszriah started, but didn't finish. She was laughing way too hard to talk. James and Sirius were just confuzzled out of their poor little minds and said nothing.

"STOP IT! STOP IT ALL OF YOU!" Peter wailed.

"Fine, I'll stop it," Fish-chan giggled. She flicked her wand and Peter became a rat, a rat surrounded by a mousetrap field.

"Heh, can't become human again, now can we? Don't want to set off any of those traps?" Fish-chan snickered.

"Fish-chan, I'm impressed. You have clearly risen to the next level," Nehszriah said happily. She hugged the happy witch and they started to do this little happy-dance that they called the 'Twist'.

"Okay, you two may have some definitive issues here..." a confuzzled James said. "...wouldn't you agree with me Sirius? Sirius?!"

Sirius had joined in on the odd dance, grinning happily. Remus looked scared at this, as if it was something that caused some horrible childhood trauma. (As if the whole werewolf thing wasn't enough.)

"Moony, just what in all of England are they doing?" James asked with a worried face. "C'mon, you're the Muggle born here and that is definitely not something any wizard in their sane mind would do while dancing."

Remus was just too embarrassed to admit that this was his mother's favorite dance when she was their age, so kept his mouth shut and engraved a grimace on his face of pure horror. Suddenly, amid all the randomness of the moment, Peter transformed into a human and scuttled off as fast as his short, fat legs could carry him. His escape plan was botched though, by the many little mousetraps surrounding him. He squealed and squeaked until he was blue in the face, then passed out on the floor.

"Wow. Should we do something about this?" Sirius said as he stopped dancing. Even Nehszriah and Fish-chan stopped their small party to stare in shock at Peter's present condition.

"Ewww..." Fish-chan moaned. (Better not tell you what that was about.)

"I have a better use for this thing," Nehszriah said as she got rid of the mousetraps. "Mobilicorpus."

Peter's body stood up, feet slightly hovering over the ground and head lolling to the side. Nehszriah got a wicked-looking grin creep across her face and she cackled menacingly.

-Three hours later-

Peter woke up to find he was unable to move his arms or legs. His vision had been blurred from his sleep and couldn't quite recognize where he was (to make matters worse, it was really dark too). Whatever it was he was tied to was quite itchy and the room smelled of mold and water.

Then, he realized where he was: tied to a tree, in the Forbidden Forest, in the nighttime.

"Ah crap..."