Disclaimer: I do not own Peter, Harry, James, Lily, Sirius, or Lupin.
I used to be their best friend, I used to belong to the most popular group of kids in Hogwarts, I used to be a Marauder, a person that fights for good, even if they did have a little too much fun. I used to be Peter Pettigrew, but now, now I'm Wormtail.
My friends never gave up on me, they would have died for me, they thought I would do the same for them, but they were wrong. I sold James out to Voldemort, and with James went Lily. Lily accepted me, even if I was the short, ignorant, and stupid one. And you know what I did after I earned her and James' trust? I killed them both.
Most people would find me heartless, say that I have no soul, that I deserve to die and rot until even my fellow rats are disgusted with me. But I do have a heart, and you want to know how I know I have a heart? I know I have a heart because when I first met Harry again, I was near tears. He was so much like James, he was so brave and honest. But he had his mother's eyes, and his mother's mercy. I still love Harry like the nephew he was meant to be to me, but I can't go back to the light, not after everything I did. And besides, I don't want to. The Dark Lord is the key to power, and power is more important than love.
And yet, there are times when I think back, and I remember the Marauders. I remember our monthly adventures, our daily pranks, and the way we could get away with anything, as long as James smiled and Sirius talked. And remember those times, the times when I was young and innocent, I realize that I did love, and that I still do. As amazing as it sounds, I still love Moony and Padfoot and Prongs.
And so, I do love. I do not love the dark Lord, I respect him, I fear him, and I guess I use him, but I do not love him. I do not love power, I need it to survive, but I do not love it. Just because you need something, it doesn't necessarily mean that you want it.
I would die for Harry. I would die for Harry because I owe it to him. Because one Potter needs to live on and fix the curse that I have laid on his family. Someone needs to take James' and Lily's place as the head of the Potter family. I would die for Harry because he saved my life, even after I killed his parents, sent his godfather to Azkaban, and brought back the Dark Lord, Harry Potter save my life, he tried to forgive me, something no one has done since James' died.
Forgiveness, that is what I would die for.
Cole's Useless Ramblings
I hope everyone had a happy holiday. This was Peter Pettigrew, I hope you liked it. I am not a Wormtail Sympathizer, but I wanted to capture his character ((sniveling coniving bastard that he is)) So did you like it? Hate it? Think it was the worse thing you've ever read?
Tell me in a review.
Happy Hollidays,
Cole