Disclaimer: I don't own the world of Harry Potter. If this concept is too difficult for you to grasp: I don't own Peter, the Death Eaters, James, Lily, Harry, Sirius, Remus, the Dark Mark, the Dark Lord, the Cruciatus Curse, the concept of a Secret Keeper, the Marauders, or Sara — no, wait, take that back, I do own Sara. Ha ha. But I don't own the world. And come to think of it, I don't own the word 'it's' or the word 'funny' or the word 'when' — never mind. Just read it.

It's funny. When I joined the Death Eaters, it was to protect James and the others. Now I've sentenced him and Lily and Harry to death. Ironic, isn't it?

I'm not sure why I feel so calm. For the first time, I can look at the Mark without even getting a shiver down my spine.

I'm kind of scared, actually. I'm scaring myself.

I just sentenced James to death. James, the first friend I ever had.

And I don't care. Goddamnit, why can't I care?

I wonder if anyone will ever hear my story. I wonder if they'll condemn me as heartless and evil and cowardly. I wonder if I'll deserve it.

An hour ago, the Dark Lord was performing the Cruciatus Curse, and I was screaming. He told me he would kill me if I didn't obey him. I was in panic. And I finally told him. But even then, I cared more than I do now.

A week ago, Sirius approached me and told me that they wanted have me be the Secret Keeper instead of him, if I'd do it. I stared. I can't remember why I accepted. Actually, I can't really remember any of that. All I know is that I said yes, and that I was numb with shock. But even then, I cared more than I do now.

Now, the Marauders are splintered, broken.

Remus is gone, secluded from the rest of us since Sara died.

James dies tonight.

It will be my fault.

The world will blame Sirius.

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James dies tonight.

And I don't care.

A/N: I know I made Peter kind of inattentive to the fact that Lily and Harry are dying, too. If anyone wants an explanation for this, ask for it in your review, and I'll stick it up on my profile. However, since not that many people are probably reading this, and it's just a drabble, I'm not going to clog up space by explaining here. So now I'm hoping you all (if I can use that word) are confused and want an explanation, and will therefore review. And even if you aren't, you'll review anyway, because you're a wonderful, kind person. Right? (BTW, I am now responding to all reviews on my brand new LiveJournal. You can find it by going to my profile and clicking on the little homepage thing. I have already responded to all past reviews of the Mark, so go check it out now. Yay.)