A/n: This chapter is in at least two parts. It will deal with Harry, Remus and Sirius' perspectives for most of the chapter.
(Harry's Perspective)
I made my way to Hagrid's hut with Sirius following behind me. Though I walked as if I hadn't a care in the world, my mind was focused on getting my hands on Peter. A part of me screamed out not to capture him, let him escape so things will follow their predestined path. Fortunately that voice got weaker as I neared the hut.
A part of me that always was cold, called up all the pros and cons about capturing Peter. The creature could be bought to justice, freeing Sirius. As I was already emancipated, I would be able to live with Sirius either way. The only con I could think of before knocking on Hagrid's door was that the future could take a rather unexpected turn.
I heard Fang barking and Hagrid telling him to shut up. An eerie sense of calm fell over me when Hagrid opened the door. He greeted me with surprise and instantly welcomed me in. Fang seemed a little unsettled by Sirius, but otherwise was fine. We spent hours talking about nothing important until Hagrid was adding some milk to his drink, and behold Peter came sliding out.
If I felt calm before, I felt completely detached from my emotions now. I made the comment that it was Ron's rat, to which Hagrid responded that he would entrust me to take it back to him. Placing a minor binding charm on him, so he couldn't transform, I said goodbye to Hagrid and made my way back to the castle.
On the way there, Peter slipped out of my fingers. Sirius ran after him with me close behind. Sirius changed back into a human just before sliding out of sight under a tree. I felt something slam into me, I realized I was at the Whomping Willow. At first I was unable to get past, but suddenly I saw Crookshanks push the area which disabled the willow.
After smiling at the cat, I quickly made my way down underneath the tree and towards the Shrieking Shack.
(Remus' perspective)
I ran as fast as my legs could carry me, yet I feared I would not be fast enough. I held the map in my hand, the map that had shown me where Wormtail was.
I had been checking the map, as I often did to see if I could catch Peter movements, but had been unsuccessful thus far. Tonight I checked it before I retired to my quarters for the night, and saw Harry, Sirius and Wormtail's names close together. I quickly got dressed and saw as I was walked out the door peter break away from Harry and start running off. Sirius had chased him under the willow and Harry had followed close behind. Harry didn't know how to get past the willow and I threw all I had to get there and help.
We were so close, I could have the last of my true friends back. We had to catch him before he got away.
I made it to the willow in record time, just in time to see Harry slide under the tree. Without breaking stride, I picked up a stick and hurled it at the willow's stun area, hitting dead center. I slide under the tree, but Harry was no longer around. Pausing to catch my breath for a second, I swiftly made my way to the shack, a part of me dreading what I will find there.
(Sirius' perspective)
When we had first seen Peter slide out of that jug, my first reaction was to kill him. I quickly forgot that when Harry mentioned it was Ron's pet. Not the knowledge that it was Ron's pet made me stop, but the tone of Harry's voice made me. It was completely deadpan, completely without emotion at all.
There was no concern about Peter's wellbeing as a pet, there was no emotion at all. Harry quickly wrapped things up with Hagrid and we left to return to the castle. Harry was starting to frighten me, his face showed a complete detachment from any sort of emotion, even when Peter bit him, he had no reaction.
Peter got loose from Harry's hand's and quickly made a run for it. I chased after him trying to keep sight of him through the waning light. He headed straight at the willow that we had gone so many times under to be with Remus during the full moon. I transformed back just as I slide through getting peter by his tail. During the slide down, I cast a one-way spell to prevent anyone from being able to exit without knowing the password. Remus had placed a similar spell on the shack it's self, so no one could exit the building by Apparition or physically leave the building.
I lost hold of him when I hit the ground, but a quick look around showed me that he was not still around. "You've no where left to run Peter, we will track you down. Room by room we will close the noose around your throat." I quickly took off after him, setting up one-way spells as I went.
Very soon Peter, very soon I will have revenge.
(Harry's Perspective)
I quickly made my way down the tunnel, I could feel the spells that Remus had said that they planed to set up here in case he fled here. Since I felt the same feeling over and over, I figured they made sure that it would take someone quite awhile before they reached the exit.
Once I arrived at the end of the tunnel and the beginning of the shack, I saw Sirius standing there, eyes cutting back and forth. "He hasn't come back yet. Now that you're here, we can at least make sure he can't escape back through behind us."
"You're forgetting about me." I turned to see Remus coming quickly behind us. Sirius called back, "how did you know to come? Harry hasn't had enough time to tell anyone and make it here." I could tell Sirius was on edge, but so was I as I leveled my wand at Remus.
"Because dear Padfoot, Wormtail appeared on my map that we worked so hard on. I just had to visit him."
I noticed Sirius relax, so I did the same, lowering my wand and peering around the room. Remus came up and asked, "so he is here somewhere right, we haven't lost him?" Sirius nodded, "he came down the tunnel ahead of me, and I set up the spell to only allow one way travel, from outside the willow to here."
"Room by room then Padfoot?" Sirius nodded. "Ok, Harry you stand watch here, we will seal off the other rooms so that he can't backtrack. Keep an eye out to make sure he doesn't escape our notice." At my nod Remus smiled, "we will get him, there is no way he can escape."
We took our time, Sirius changed back into a dog to use the keener senses. Remus and Sirius moved like professionals as Sirius cleared an area, they set up wards to keep people out of the cleared area. Once we had cleared the room, we moved to the next one. I continued to play lookout, as my seeker skills would be very helpful in this. There was no conversation, only the soft sound of our breathing could be heard.
(Remus' perspective)
I had to admit, I felt like I was back in time, and it was the three true Marauders again. While I knew Harry wasn't James, I still felt nostalgia of things we did before. Returning my attention to my part of the job, I couldn't get over how odd Harry was acting. He was detached from any sort of emotion it seemed. I was afraid what would happen when we found Wormtail, if Harry would lose it when confronted with his parents betrayer.
We sealed off the bottom floor, that left the second story as the only place he could possible be. While I guarded the steps, Sirius pulled Harry off a little ways to talk to him. I wasn't sure what was being said, but I felt it was about Harry's reaction to this.
(Sirius' perspective)
"Are you all right Harry?" I knew that something was off, but I couldn't put my finger on it. Harry nodded, but his eyes seemed rather distant. I shook his shoulder, "if something is wrong Harry, you need to tell us. We are very close to finding him, the second story is a single level with maybe some scattered furniture." Harry's eyes locked on to mine and he said, "this is just so surreal to me. That we might actually catch him has felt like a daydream for so long, I'm almost afraid that I'm going to be woken up to find that this isn't real."
I gripped his shoulder tightly, "it's real, we will find him soon. You ready?" He nodded. "alright, Moony, I'll take point, Harry takes rear. We eliminate all the furniture he can hid behind, that should flush him out. If it doesn't, same as before."
Once we had finished our strategy, we quickly walked up the stairs. We had made sure there was absolutely no way he could fall through the floor literally, as we had Charmed the ceiling above us to only allow us to go though it from our side, but not from his.
Once we established the stairway as our starting point, Remus and I quickly transfigured all the furniture in to long strings, until only the bed remained. Remus and I took turns summoning pieces of the bed until it was just an empty shell. All that was left was the mattress, box springs, and the frame. After ensuring that Peter could in on way be hiding in the covers, we stuck them to the ceiling to keep them out of the way.
We levitated the mattress and began tearing it to shreds. Once we assured that he hadn't burrowed inside, we stuck that to the ceiling to. We repeated the process with the box springs, and found our target.
Remus stunned him and Harry and I collapsed to the ground. I felt giddy with relief and happiness. I noticed Harry seemed to be holding back, at first I thought it was because of the life he had with the Dursleys or something, but I realized he was holding back fear. Fear that this was a dream.
Once Harry and I got back to our feet, Remus and I used the spell to reveal an Animagus. Sure enough, the rat began to change.
(I could leave it there, but then I have a much better cliff hanger)
(Harry's Perspective)
This was it, there he was, cowering before the three of us. I heard Remus ask him why he did it, he responded like I remembered he did, that Voldemort was too strong. A feeling grew inside of me, if I was to think about it, it would feel a lot like anger. Wormtail saw me and said, "James forgive me! He was too strong."
Something inside me was cracking, I looked at Wormtail, the man responsible for my parents death. Regardless weather or not Voldemort actually killed them, Peter gave him the ability. This man who forced me to live with my horrible Aunt and Uncle for ten years, because he was afraid to die. I walked over to him and punched him with all my might.
"You don't deserve forgiveness." I kicked him in the ribs, "you betrayed your friends," another kick, "let the world be covered in darkness because you didn't want to die," Punch. "How dare you ask for forgiveness."
He seemed to realize that I wasn't James, "You have no idea what it was like, he could kill anyone he wanted."
"Not Dumbledore, not my parents until you betrayed them, and not me." I struggled to hold back something inside that I instinctively knew shouldn't get out. Peter stilled cowered in front of me, seeing something in me to fear.
Somehow, the creature before me got the courage to say, "your parents were foolish, they could have sided with him and still be alive."
I felt it snap, but I no longer cared.
That was my last memory before I woke up in the hospital wing the next day.
(Else where while this is happening)
I stood there, Harry was late for the training with McGonagall. He was never late. McGonagall had asked the portraits to see if they could locate him. The report came back that he had been last seen exiting the main hall. I felt worry well up inside of me, what if he had been hurt? We had decided to stay at Hogsmeade until shortly before the training session. Once we had arrived, McGonagall had already begun searching. Harry was always early she said, so she wanted to see if anyone knew his whereabouts. I told her what had happened in the village, including Harry's involvement. While she was upset about the actions he took, she focused on finding him.
After an hour of tracking down Hagrid, we found out he had been there for tea, and had discovered Ron's rat hiding in a milk jug. After that, he left back to the castle he supposed. He left shortly afterward and saw no sign of him.
McGonagall feared the worse and summoned the headmaster. After explaining the timeline of events that had been pieced together, he immediately organized a search of the castle and the grounds. We knew Harry wasn't in the common room, as the fat lady hadn't seen him since he left.
Every prefect was ordered to begin searching for signs of a possible struggle. The most likely thing that happened was that Sirius Black had Harry somewhere.
Harry, I hope your ok. Please, you have to be.
I felt something change in me, although if you were to ask me I would be able to say what it was exactly.
Two hours after the search had started, I felt a wave of power wash over me and I wasn't the only one. McGonagall stood there in complete shock. I couldn't tell why until she said, "that's Harry. He must be beyond angry if he did this."
What happened to you Harry?
A/n: Can anyone guess who the final person is? If you can't… Five house points from you! Seriously, the second act of this is coming up, you won't believe the places Harry's going to go.
Thanks to Bobboky, FeigningInocence, athenakitty, gaul1, Gabwr, maya100, Maxennce, Drake Smythe, and C. Rose.
C. Rose: he will.
Drake Smythe: HEH, HEH, HEH.
athenakitty: Unknown, who does, HEH, HEH, HEH.
FeigningInocence: (looks over shoulder) you not watching me write new chapters are you? Don't worry, Wormy will speak a little bit more than what he says in this chapter. About Fudge, (evilly rubbing hands together) HEH, HEH, HEH. Yes you asked before, but I went and reread. (Stupid Fanfiction won't let you review multiple times for one chap)