a/n: I hope everyone realizes that this is taking place in their 7th year.
Peter was still lying on the ground in a fetal position, waiting for Voldemort's attack. He heard the swishing of a cloak as Voldemort stood up from his chair.
"I disappoint myself, Peter." Came a voice from above. Peter whimpered again, not daring to look up into his masters eyes, fearing it might result in excruciating pain. Voldemort kneeled down, grabbed Peter's hair, and pulled his head up to face him.
"Do you realize how good I am to you, dear Peter? I have sacrificed you too much. I'm beginning to think that I shouldn't keep you around, do you think that's fair?" Peter groaned in fear again. Voldemort sighed impatiently and threw Peter's head back down to the ground.
"What is so special about you, Peter, that makes me want to keep you around? What?" He seemed to be asking himself, Peter dared not to answer, unsure if it was a rhetorical question or not.
"Get up!" Voldemort ordered Peter.
"Y-y-yes master!" muttered Peter as he scrambled to his feet. Voldemort sighed in satisfaction, went over to his chair, and sat down, his hands on the arms of the chair. Peter was still standing in the spot Voldemort had ordered him to get up from.
"Well?" Voldemort drawled in an annoyed manner. Peter got the hint and rushed to his side.
"It must be because I like you Peter that I always seem to be saving you from the ultimate pain I can easily produce. Now, you STILL have to kill one of the Marauders. I don't know if you have someone in mind or not. I obviously do, but I believe that you don't need assistance in choosing." Voldemort clenched his bony fist, anger swelling inside of him.
"Peter, ONE MORE DAY, do you understand, you have one more day to choose."
- Back at Hogwarts Harry is having trouble with his studies -
"Ugh, I can't concentrate, my brain is throbbing from all this information," Harry sputtered while thrusting the book across the table. Ron was sitting next to him, his head falling every once in awhile.
"Yeah, Harry," Ron mumbled, trying hard not to fall asleep, but his attempts were futile. Just as Ron were about to turn the page his head finally fell and he instantly fell asleep.
"I'm going to go look for Hermione, just, er, stay here and sleep," Harry laughed slightly and got up from his seat. He figured Hermione was staying in the library studying intently, trying to get ready for the exams. He walked out of the common room and started walking to the library. What Harry hadn't realized was that is was about nine at night, and students weren't allowed to travel the hallways. Just as he turned the corner, he ran into Professor Snape. Snape coiled back and then looked at Harry with a smug look on his face.
"Potter," Snape began coolly. Harry took a quick glance at his watch. Oh no, Harry thought. We had been studying for that long? He yelled at himself for being so stupid and not bothering to look at his watch when he went looking for Hermione.
"Er, yes Professor?" Harry tried asking innocently. Snapes smug look grew even broader.
"Potter, do you realize what time it is?" He asked in a malicious tone. Harry shuffled his feet uncomfortably, he couldn't weasel himself out of this situation, he should've been more aware of the time.
"Yes, Professor." There was no point to lie to him, because he had no plausible alibi to credit his statements.
"Well, I'm happy to hear that you aren't trying to cover up your late-night stroll with ridiculous lies." Harry clenched his fists, to control his anger, he didn't want to get into anymore trouble than he was already due for.
"So, knowing that you confessed, I'm forced to give you a weeks detention," Snape said spitefully.
"A weeks, sir?" He asked angrily. Snape grinned and leaned in close to his ear.
"Yes, Potter, a week. If you wish to continue this argument, I'm sure I could give you another week so we can continue it in private. Does that sound good?" Harry held his arms straight, refraining from hitting Snape.
"No sir, I believe a week is enough." Snape laughed quietly. He stood up straight and flattened his cloak.
"Good, then head back to your dormitories." Harry turned around and started back for the Gryffindor common room. Snape cleared his throat, stopping Harry in his tracks.
"And, Potter, if I were you, I wouldn't make another late-night stroll." Harry's chest began rising heavily, he regained his composure and walked back to the common room.
"Harry!" Hermione called when he finally got inside. Harry looked around and saw Hermione sitting comfortably in the chair next to the fireplace, reading a book.
"Harry, where were you? You know that we aren't allowed to walk in the hallways after dark." Hermione questioned. Harry slumped into a chair next to her and rubbed his scar instinctively.
"I know, I was studying with Ron," He remembered Ron, and looked back at the table; he was still there, snoring quietly. "I couldn't study anymore and went looking for you. I wanted you to help me," Hermione closed her book and leaned back into her chair, looking into the fire.
"Oh, Harry I'm sorry. I was in the girls' dormitory, boys aren't allowed in. I can help you now, if you wish," Harry nodded and looked into the fire, the flames rippling against the bricks. Suddenly Sirius' head popped up. Hermione yelped and jumped in her seat, awakening Ron. Harry jolted up and looked at Sirius.
"Harry!" Sirius said in a hushed voice, his face depicted a look of horror and sadness.
"Harry, your father has been attacked, he is badly wounded. Lily brought him to St. Mungo's. I'm coming for you in the morning. Don't worry. I just wanted to warn you ahead of time." Sirius gave him a forced face of courage. His face quickly disappeared.
"Oh Harry!" Squeaked Hermione from her chair, she shrinked to the corner of the chair.
"My dad? My dad?" He kept muttering to himself. He sat down heavily in his chair.
"What happened to my dad?" He said as tears began rolling down his cheeks.
a/n: Well I'm sorry this chapter took so long, and is so short, I just haven't been in the writing mood, I'm also sorry if I've confused you all. I cleared it up a bit on the top. The previous 13 chapters were Harry's dream back to the first year, as stated in the last chapter. He is now in his 7th year. I hope this helps a little bit.