May 1998 – Harry's 7th Year

Harry was sat in the common room thinking, this happened nearly every night, it was happening even more often with the murders that Voldemort and his Death Eaters were committing, the murders only occurred every two weeks or so, but they were getting closer together and the victims were slowly starting to be more important, they had gone from being random muggles, to being ministry workers. Including some head of departments.

Harry was jerked out of his distant thoughts by a flash of fire, a letter was on the table in front of him, a single red feather curled on top. Immediately, Harry took it and opened it. Harry hadn't seen Fawkes since Dumbledore's death, almost a year ago. Harry didn't recognise the writing but the name at the bottom sent surge of anger through him, Peter Pettigrew.

Harry,

I know that I haven't given you reason to trust me, but the fact that Fawkes delivered this letter should be proof enough, I need to talk to you Harry, I'm in the Astronomy Tower now.

Peter Pettigrew

Harry ran into his dormitory and grabbed the marauders map, glancing over it quickly he was shocked when he saw, in the Astronomy Tower, alone, was Peter Pettigrew. Checking he had his wand, and grabbing his invisibility cloak, he left.

Walking through the corridors up to the Astronomy Tower, Harry wondered what Pettigrew wanted. He agreed that Fawkes delivering the letter meant that he could be trusted to some degree, but what Peter had done left plenty of doubt in Harry's mind. Harry decided that he would go in under the invisibility cloak, bind him, listen to what he had to say and, depending on what he said, stun him and take him to the castle.

Entering the Tower, Harry saw Peter leaning against a wall opposite him, slipping his wand out of his back pocket he aimed it at Pettigrew and, throwing off his cloak, shouted

"Expelliarmus…Incarcerous!" Keeping his own wand pointed at the bundle of ropes on the floor he caught Peter's wand and put it in his pocket. Rolling the bundle over with his foot he calmly said "What do you want? Wormtail?"

"Harry, you look so much like your father." Peter said, what could almost be described as pride in his eyes.

Raising his wand a little higher Harry repeated, "What do you want?"

"You won't believe me Harry, I didn't betray your parents." Peter said, dismay in his eyes.

Harry took a step closer to Peter, "Like hell you didn't, you told Voldemort where they were."

"They wanted me to!" Peter said, with further dismay he added "there is a Pensieve shrunken in my pocket, the memory is already in it."

Harry reached through the ropes and found Pettigrew's pocket, there was a Pensieve, enlarging it, he put it on a small table nearby. Harry had gotten Dumbledore's pensive in his will, he knew all the little tricks that could be used with them how to change how you view a memory, not wanting to actually go into the memory, leaving Wormtail on his own, he tapped the Pensieve with his wand and said "Ostendo Memoria." The memory hovered above the bowl and Harry watched, with the occasional glance at Pettigrew. What he saw in the Pensieve shocked him, especially the letter. When the memory was finished he banished the ropes around Peter and, with tears in his eyes, asked "The letter, do you have it?"

Slowly and carefully, not wanting to make and sudden moves, Peter reached into a pocket on the inside of his robes and pulled out a crumpled letter, handing it to Harry he sat down on a chair and waited.

After glancing over the letter to check it was the same one Harry turned it over and read:

Harry

I don't have much time to write this, we expect Voldemort to be here any day now. I love you son, and I'm sorry for abandoning you, but Voldemort must be stopped and we have the power to help that happen, trust Peter Pettigrew, he is a true friend. Good luck son, have a proper life.

Dad

James Potter

My Little Angel

If you're reading this Harry, then Voldemort defiantly did kill us and you stopped him, but he is back again, Peter Pettigrew has the power to help you against Voldemort, trust him, no matter what you may have heard or what may have happened. I love you Harry, good luck in life and remember that I will always love you.

Mum

Lily Potter

"So…what's this that special spell that my Dad mentioned?" Harry asked, tears in his eyes.

Seeming a lot calmer now that Harry trusted him, Peter replied "Well, I'm not quite sure, but ever since the night your parents died I felt stronger, and I knew three words that I had never heard before, Atrum Denique Hora, I translated them from Latin, it means Dark's Final Hour, but I couldn't find a reference to the spell anywhere, even in the Dark Lords Library."

Harry drank all this information in, he finally had a chance at defeating Voldemort, he looked up at Peter and inquired "How does it work?"

"Well, as I said, I couldn't find anything referencing it but I think what happens is, when the spell hits someone or something it painfully destroys anything dark inside of them or it, normally killing or destroying them. Due to the prophecy I doubt it will kill Voldemort but it should allow you enough time to do it." Peter explained all this with his eyes closed, thinking about having to use this spell, the only thing that made it worthwile was the fact that Voldemort was on the receiving end.

Harry was thinking now, "How are we going to do this" he wondered allowed. Realizing he had actually spoken those words he looked up at Peter, waiting for a reply.

"Well, its simple, I hate to break it to you but Voldemort is planning on attacking in three days, when that happens you get under your invisibility cloak and go straight to him, I use the spell on him when you give me some sort of signal, and you kill him" Peter said this as simple as he could, like most people he wanted this over as soon as possible.

Harry was shocked at Peter's directness, it appeared to him that all of the nervousness he had seen in previous encounters was a bit fake.

Harry nodded and, noticing the time on his watch, looked up and said "Well, you'd better be going, we've been out here long enough."

"Yeah, I'll go, see you in three days Harry, and…good luck" With that, Peter disapperated. Harry threw on his cloak and went up to the castle to tell McGonagall about the attack.

A/N - "Ostendo Memoria" means "Show Memory"

A/N2 – Just to clarify, everything from books 1-6 has happened, except for Horcruxes. Let's just pretend they don't exist,

A/N3 – Like all authors I like reviews so, please, it only takes a minute, and I'll be sure to reply.