Now its Peter's turn. Yes i know we hate him but there had to be a reason to do what he did? Right?

Ok maybe not...

Anyway here it is...Don't worry Sirius is next...

The Fall Of The Marauders

Part three: Peter's Betrayal

Chapter one: Voldemort's warning

"Do they know Wormtail?" Voldemort rasped from beneath his cloak. "Dumbledore has found about me, yes master." Peter said his voice was shaking. Most of the Death Eaters feared Lord Voldemort but Peter Pettigrew's fear was more profound than most. He was the double agent for the for the Death Eaters spying on his old friends. He was treading the fine line between life and death everyday.

If he put one foot wrong it would be death from any side. The members of the Order would kill him for his betrayal but Lord Voldemort would kill him for one wrong piece of information.

For the thousandth time since the start of the year when he had chosen Power over 'good' for all the good it had done him he wondered if he had done the right thing.

But then as he had learned. There was not good and evil only Power and those not strong enough to seek it. He had chosen truly.

"The Order knows they have a Mole and the members are going to ground. But they do not know it is me Master." Peter said quickly mindful of his master's vengeance.

"It appears I have a use for you yet Wormtail." Voldemort "I have brought you information over the past year master." Peter timidly reminded Lord Voldemort. "Yes and for that you have proved your worth." Voldemort agreed.

"And the Potters?" Voldemort asked suddenly all the venom in his voice returned "They have no idea. Although I have heard that they are preparing to go into hiding master. Dumbledore fears for them." "And so they should. I want them Wormtail and I will have them." "Of course master." Wormtail nodded,

"So you will bring me anything on the movements of the Potter's. Is that understood Wormtail?" Peter cowered he knew he couldn't fail. If he failed he would die.

He would be in danger from the Order as well as the wrath of Voldemort but it was Voldemort's wrath he feared most. Voldemort would take over. And then he, Peter, would be punished.

Lord Voldemort did not tolerate failure.

"Of course Master." Peter said weakly. He knew what he had to do. There was no other way. What else would he could he have done?

But really Peter had changed sides for the Power that he could receive when the world was under the influence of Lord Voldemort.

His Master had shown him the light and proved to him that there was no good and evil there was only power and the Influence he could have with the power he possessed. He loved that he had power over others and what was more he had the cause to use it.

Peter loved that he was on the winning side. He would not get punished when Lord Voldemort completed his final task.

To kill the Potters.

To Kill Harry Potter.

"I warn you Wormtail you better give me The Potters otherwise your life will not be worth living. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes Master." Peter said squaring his shoulders. Then he apparated back to the Order and followed his Master's orders.

He would get The Potters for Lord Voldemort.

Chapter Two: A Snake's Whisper

Peter slipped back into Headquarters and muttered an apology for being late. No one said anything about it. It was like he had told his master. No one suspected him.

No one at all.

That was why he was going to be able to do his master's bidding without the threat of being found out. It was going to his greatest moment when he could go back to his master and tell him that he could give him the Potters.

It would prove that he was his master's most loyal and most useful servant he would be rewarded beyond anything he had ever done before. None of the servants believed him, all of them thought him weak and unable to carry out tasks.

But he would show them.

He joined the meeting and they were discussing the latest movements of the Death Eaters. Peter's heart skittered as he realised just how on track they were. So he offered them a bit more information.

He might be a double agent but he couldn't not be expected to give the true information while he was at the meetings and Voldemort didn't seem to care. Peter's real purpose was to give him the Potters.

At that moment Lily, James, Sirius and Lupin walked in. They smiled and waved at Peter and then each gave their reports. As Aurors James and Sirius had information that Peter could not give but his Master had people within the ministry to get that information.

He was more a courier of information. An important courier but a courier none the less. Lily was nursing Harry and Peter felt a pang of regret that he would have to die but it was what would have to happen for the cause that he now believed in.

James and Sirius finished their report and returned to Lily. James took Harry from her and quietly started to play with him. As the meeting ended there was a cry of baby laughter and the whole room laughed.

Peter couldn't see what so funny. It was a baby! A baby laughing why did everyone else feel compelled to laugh as well?

Then Sirius took Harry off James and started whizzing him round the room while the others in the meeting rolled their eyes and cleaned up the last of the meeting.

Lupin spoke to James and Lily and they were laughing. Peter inwardly felt sick. They might have been his friends but they had never been that close. James and Sirius thought they were better than everyone else and Lupin was just naturally gifted.

Of course he wasn't so gifted on a full moon and Peter knew next week a full moon was coming.

Poor Lupin. Not.

As the meeting was empting and people were returning to their regular jobs to look for more information James and Sirius approached Peter. Peter wondered what on earth they wanted.

"Can we speak to you?" Sirius wanted to know. Peter's heart was beating a little harder than usual. Did they suspect him? Did they know? Was it a trap? He nodded unable to find the words.

James and Sirius pulled Peter to one side and James said, "Lily, Harry and I are going into hiding." Peter's heart skipped a notch. Were they asking what he thought they were asking?

Absurd yet….

"I want you to be our secret keeper." Peter nearly chocked. They wanted him to do what?

"You want me to do what?" He said sure he'd misunderstood. Why him? If they wanted anyone surely they'd choose Sirius. James and Sirius were renown for sticking together like brothers.

So why him.

"Why me?" He asked.

"Because we trust you." James said. "And because everyone thinks I will be doing it so it'll offer a perfect back up against Voldemort's followers." Sirius said.

Peter cheered inwardly. If Black was going to do it that meant that there was extra cover for Peter. He, Peter, would blame Sirius for their demise and no one would know the difference because as far as everyone was aware, Dumbledore included Sirius Black was their Secret Keeper.

"Okay." He said as though he had given it no thought and it was the most he could do for his best friend. James' face lit up and he said "Thanks Peter. I'll do anything to make sure Harry and Lily are okay. We'll meet tonight. The sooner we get this over with the better."

With that James and Sirius turned away and joined Lily and Lupin and they began talking all over again.

It was then Peter felt the first twinge of guilt. He watched the other three Marauders. He had been part of that. He would still have been but he was different now.

He had a Master now. He had his Master's wants and needs to take care of. That was where his loyalty had to be now. He had chosen Power and now he had to live with his decision.

As if his Master was aware of his momentary regret in choosing him over the Order his arm burned black. Peter bit back a moan and felt his master call him in his head.

"Wormtail…"

He wasn't expected to leave. He was expected to stay with the Order until he had something to report. He did. But he was going to wait until he was sure James and Sirius were totally sure of making him Secret Keeper and he could go and tell his Master of this plan and his moment of glory would come.

Chapter three: Double Agent

A week later Peter had become The Secret Keeper. He had just come from the Potter's house in Godric's Hollow and he was still in a state of shock that James and Lily had chosen him Peter Pettigrew over Perfect Sirius Black.

From their point of view they hadn't. Peter had, in their eyes, been the safest choice. That was were they were wrong. Peter could only summise that they thought that Remus was the spy. Although James and Lily had hardly wanted to wait and couldn't ask Remus because this week the full moon came around.

As if Remus would join the Death Eaters! HA! Now there was an idea that was laughable. Remus was straight laced and believed in the good and evil theory. He had been trashed when in sixth year he thought he had hurt a second year that was out in the grounds.

His relief at finding out he hadn't had been absolute. Remus Lupin the spy?

Yeah right.

Peter left the house after the spell had been cast and he could now go and tell Voldemort he could give him the Potters. It would be his crowing moment.

He walked from The Potter's house with a smile on his face. His look was about to change. He had never imagined that he would become The Potter's Secret Keeper he had thought Sirius would have…he was after all James' brother.

HA!

The way they paraded around together made Peter feel sick. Well he would have the last laugh now. He would show them…

He was just as, if not important than them. When the Dark Lord took over and he would soon enough Peter would be at his side.

His most valued servant.

He left Godric's Hollow and apparated into the safe hold of Voldemort and his followers.

Rookwood and Malfoy were there. They jeered and laughed as he stalked past. He shot them the best possible glare he could manage which only seemed to make them laugh more.

He'd have the last laugh yet.

Just wait.

He ignored Malfoy and Rookwood storming through the base. This seemed to astound them.

But then he usually did take the bait when the taunted him. This time though he didn't.

He had much more important things to do. Much more important. "Master," He said reaching the room Voldemort was residing in looking over a map of the ministry and of Hogwarts.

These seemed to be his next big projects. But all those paled into significance when it came to the Potters. Peter would have his crowning moment soon enough.

Voldemort looked up his red eyes glinting. "I gather you have something to tell me Wormtail you know I do not take interruptions lightly."

"Yes Master." Peter said nodding vigorously. "I can give you the Potters." Voldemort's head shot up.

"Explain Wormtail." He hissed. It left no room for argument not that Peter had any he had been dying to share this information with Voldemort since the spell had been cast.

"James and Lily made me their Secret Keeper." Peter said trying and failing to keep the glee out of his voice.

Voldemort's face slid into a sly smile. "Then we shall have to pay them a visit." He hissed in his high cold voice. "What's the address Wormtail?" "Godric's Hollow" Peter said the words acting like the key.

Only the Secret Keeper could give the position of the people in hiding away. Now Peter had the Potters could be found.

Oddly Peter felt a little remorse at doing so. But he quickly hid it. It was for the best.

What good would come of fighting what was so obviously going to happen anyway?

Voldemort would take over and when that happened Peter would be on the right side of the line.

If James and Lily Potter had to take the fall for this to happen then so be it. Besides, if they handed the brat over his Master might be willing to let them live.

They should be thankful. Lord Voldemort did not often offer such a deal to outsiders but doing the Dark Lord's bidding was always rewarded.

Always.

His Master donned his cloak and turned to Peter. "Come, Wormtail you can watch the down fall of your friends."

Peter followed hid master down the corridor and he collected a few of his best Death Eaters to let them join the show and then they planned.

They were going to Godric's Hollow Tonight.

It was Halloween.

And it was going to be a scream.

Darkness fell and The Dark Lord set out with his band of Death Eaters Peter was at the head.

He had been right he was to be the Dark Lord's most prized servant. He had done well and he was going to be rewarded.

They appeared outside the Potters house and before their eyes a door appeared and Lord Voldemort smiled.

"My Death Eaters this is my fight. I shall take great pride in this. You shall stay and watch your Master kill those who defied him."

They all laughed and surrounded the house. His Master looked at Peter and Peter nodded. He sent up the Dark Mark over the Potter's house and then his master made his way up the path and knocked.

The Death Eaters howled with laughter.

At that moment James appeared his wand out stretched and Peter nearly swallowed his tongue.

This wasn't meant to happen.

James ran at Voldemort and curses him. The Death Eaters gasped as their Master froze but then the curse wore off and Peter watched as his master shrugged it off as though he were adjusting his clothes.

He cursed James and James ducked and flew at Voldemort. "Give it up boy and I'll let you live." Voldemort laughed. "Never." James snarled throwing another curse at the Dark Lord.

Peter had to admit that he was good. But then James and Sirius had been some of the best Aurors the ministry had been for a while.

Besides "Mad Eye" Moody all the Death Eaters feared him. The Aurors were getting more and more ruthless and from the way he was moving Peter could tell that James had every intention of using every once of power he had.

Voldemort was laughing now. "You can't win against me. Give me the boy and I'll let you live."

James snarled something and lunged. Voldemort was taken by surprise and fired an Unforgivable Curse at James.

It hit him in the chest and he fell to the floor his screams filled the air Voldemort looked at his Death Eaters and said, "One of the best fights I have had in a while I think."

"But remember you're master will always win." The Death Eaters cheered and Peter felt a euphoria unlike he had never felt before.

Voldemort turned from his followers and regarded his prey on the floor. He smiled.

Peter watched giddy with laughter as his Mater towered over the once great James Potter.

"Foolish boy, did you think you could ever stand up to the mighty Lord Voldemort? Now you will die." He raised his wand and screamed "AVADA KEDAVRA!"

Green Light filled the air and when the light died James lay still on the floor. The Death Eaters cheered.

Voldemort turned on them. "I Finally found someone that was worth killing. There was someone who knew how to fight. Would you not agree? Foolish boy. He could not beat me."

The Death Eaters looked at one another and then agreed. Silently many of them wondered why James had not chosen to stand with them and then Voldemort turned on them.

"Soon the one that stands in my ay will be gone." Then with a swish of his cloak he turned stepping over James' body and walked into the house.

The Death Eaters kept a vigil outside and then a women's screams wrenched the air and the windows shattered with the force of the killing curse. Green light filled the air and their master's high pitched cackle could be heard on the front lawn.

Peter was nearly burst with excitement soon he would be the only Death Eater Lord Voldemort would trust. Soon the world would know, he Peter Pettigrew was the Dark Lord's greatest servant.

His thoughts were shattered as he heard his master's voice scream "AVADA KEDAVRA!" Green light once again blinded their vision bit instead of their Master walking from the house as they expected

The green light collapsed in on its self and the house collapsed. Their Master's screams wrenched the air and the Death Eaters cowered in fear. The House blew up around them and there was no sign of their master.

How could that be?

A baby beat their all-powerful master? The Death Eaters were in shock and unsure of what to do.

But their master was gone.

They panicked and Apperated out of Godric's Hollow. The Place would soon be crawling with ministry wizards and they had to make sure they were not caught. Being caught in the service of the Dark Lord would be disastrous.

The Death Eaters left leaving Peter unsure and in shock. His dreams of being the best in the Death Eaters evaporated in the face that if he didn't escape. Sirius would find out and then he would be dead.

He panicked.

What did he do?

Then he heard something that made up his mind. A bike. Not just any bike but that monsterous thing Sirius owned.

He had to get out of here.

He had to move.

He apperated out just as the bike pulled up outside of Godric's Hollow.

But Peter had already run.