-The next morning at the Potter's-
"Lily, I think that Sirius believes that Peter is on the Dark Side.," said James.
They were in their room getting dressed; Harry was in his playpen sleeping peacefully. The sun was shining through the window and onto Lily. Her beautiful hair shined as she brushed it.
"Well James, did you ask why he thought that?" asked Lily as she picked up Harry from his playpen.
James ran his fingers through his already untidy hair. He looked over Lily's shoulder and into the mirror; he had just made it worse. He sighed.
"Yes, I did. He told me that Peter had been pestering him for weeks about changing our Keeper," said James.
Lily looked at him strangely. He nodded in response and sat down on the bed.
"Yes, I know. I mean he is our friend and we trust him right?" James looked to Lily for some help.
His wife rocked Harry, and he could tell by the look of her face that she was thinking. He loved the way she looked when she was thinking. Actually, he loved the way she looked anytime, even in the morning when her hair was everywhere, and with sleep in her eyes. James shook his head to clear his thoughts.
"James," began Lily. "When you and your friends were in Hogwarts," James looked at her suspiciously. "Peter didn't really seem to fit in with you. He was how could I say this, a loser. I'm not trying to sound juvenile by calling him a loser, but it was true. He followed you, Sirius, and Remus because he had no friends. He was nothing like you. Did you guys even like him?"
James wrung his hands uncomfortably. He got up from the bed and stood before the vanity mirror where he could see Lily and Harry in the reflection.
"Well, not exactly. We all sort of felt bad for him, Sirius didn't want him hanging around with us but Remus and I talked him into it. I thought since he was a quite kid he wouldn't get us into trouble, no more then we already did, mind you." He laughed slightly at the memories of the past.
Lily got up and put her arm around James affectionately. Harry giggled quietly in his sleep from her other arm. James looked down at him and stroked his face.
"James, there is something wrong with this picture, you and I both feel it. We can't trust Peter anymore." James sighed at his wife's response. He suddenly felt as if a weight just fell unto his shoulders. He leaned over to kiss Harry.
"Happy birthday Harry."
-Sirius is talking with Peter at the same restaurant they did a few nights before-
"Peter, why is it such a big deal that I'm the Potter's keeper? Why do you want to be theirs?" asked Sirius.
Peter looked at him with a cold look in his eyes. Sirius looked at them they were dark and mysterious. He shook his head and looked at them again they were normal.
Peter cleared his throat. "Sirius, I just think if I switch with you, James and Lily will trust me more. That's all."
He seemed sincere enough, thought Sirius. He rubbed his chin it was rough with stubble. He needed to shave.
"Peter, is it that important? I'm sure you can do something else that can get them to trust you more." Said Sirius encouragingly.
Peter growled angrily, reached out, and snatched Sirius by his shirt collar.
"Sirius Black, you were always a better friend then me, and the Potter's know it. Give me a chance or else." Sirius backed up from Peters grasp.
"Or else?" asked Sirius sarcastically.
"Or else..." growled Peter as he took out his wand.
Just as the wand pointed at Sirius' chest, he saw on his forearm the dark mark.
a/n okay, wow I tried on this chapter. It may not be as good as the previous two, if you my reviewers don't like it, I'll be glad to re-do it. Don't worry Harry will grow up to go to Hogwarts.
"Lily, I think that Sirius believes that Peter is on the Dark Side.," said James.
They were in their room getting dressed; Harry was in his playpen sleeping peacefully. The sun was shining through the window and onto Lily. Her beautiful hair shined as she brushed it.
"Well James, did you ask why he thought that?" asked Lily as she picked up Harry from his playpen.
James ran his fingers through his already untidy hair. He looked over Lily's shoulder and into the mirror; he had just made it worse. He sighed.
"Yes, I did. He told me that Peter had been pestering him for weeks about changing our Keeper," said James.
Lily looked at him strangely. He nodded in response and sat down on the bed.
"Yes, I know. I mean he is our friend and we trust him right?" James looked to Lily for some help.
His wife rocked Harry, and he could tell by the look of her face that she was thinking. He loved the way she looked when she was thinking. Actually, he loved the way she looked anytime, even in the morning when her hair was everywhere, and with sleep in her eyes. James shook his head to clear his thoughts.
"James," began Lily. "When you and your friends were in Hogwarts," James looked at her suspiciously. "Peter didn't really seem to fit in with you. He was how could I say this, a loser. I'm not trying to sound juvenile by calling him a loser, but it was true. He followed you, Sirius, and Remus because he had no friends. He was nothing like you. Did you guys even like him?"
James wrung his hands uncomfortably. He got up from the bed and stood before the vanity mirror where he could see Lily and Harry in the reflection.
"Well, not exactly. We all sort of felt bad for him, Sirius didn't want him hanging around with us but Remus and I talked him into it. I thought since he was a quite kid he wouldn't get us into trouble, no more then we already did, mind you." He laughed slightly at the memories of the past.
Lily got up and put her arm around James affectionately. Harry giggled quietly in his sleep from her other arm. James looked down at him and stroked his face.
"James, there is something wrong with this picture, you and I both feel it. We can't trust Peter anymore." James sighed at his wife's response. He suddenly felt as if a weight just fell unto his shoulders. He leaned over to kiss Harry.
"Happy birthday Harry."
-Sirius is talking with Peter at the same restaurant they did a few nights before-
"Peter, why is it such a big deal that I'm the Potter's keeper? Why do you want to be theirs?" asked Sirius.
Peter looked at him with a cold look in his eyes. Sirius looked at them they were dark and mysterious. He shook his head and looked at them again they were normal.
Peter cleared his throat. "Sirius, I just think if I switch with you, James and Lily will trust me more. That's all."
He seemed sincere enough, thought Sirius. He rubbed his chin it was rough with stubble. He needed to shave.
"Peter, is it that important? I'm sure you can do something else that can get them to trust you more." Said Sirius encouragingly.
Peter growled angrily, reached out, and snatched Sirius by his shirt collar.
"Sirius Black, you were always a better friend then me, and the Potter's know it. Give me a chance or else." Sirius backed up from Peters grasp.
"Or else?" asked Sirius sarcastically.
"Or else..." growled Peter as he took out his wand.
Just as the wand pointed at Sirius' chest, he saw on his forearm the dark mark.
a/n okay, wow I tried on this chapter. It may not be as good as the previous two, if you my reviewers don't like it, I'll be glad to re-do it. Don't worry Harry will grow up to go to Hogwarts.