Chapter Five
The Danger in eavesdropping
The tree most famously known as the whomping willow could be considered somewhat dangerous. Well only if you didn't know about the knot at the bottom of it...
A big shaggy black dog watched one very suspicious (and even rat-like) figure give make himself safe passageway under the tree and into the tunnel under it. The dog, being a very vengeful, nosy dog, decided to follow.
Said rat, also known at this point as the young Peter Pettigrew stumbled down the tunnel clumsily, unaware of the pair of eyes following him closely from the shadows. He stumbled a little further until he reached the shrieking shack where he let out a very stuttered, fearful "I-I'm he-here master".
His call was answered when something stepped out of the shadows. It wasn't exactly human but it resembled a human, well, only if they had ominous red snake eyes. The creature formally known as Lord Voldemort smiled a twisted smile before looking down at his servant. "This had better be good"
The laws of time, physics and all reason for breaking both of these laws being for a good cause squawked scampered off at one look from those snake eyes. Almost like a small poodle barking at a rot wheeler before it had sized up it's opponent.
Wormtail decided, very stupidly to lighten the mood "The future's interesting"
"Oh yes" came his reply "Especially when I find out that you end up failing me and leaving me to be diminished by a child"
Wormtail cowered.
"Cruccio" The words sent pain howling up peters spine as his cowering form twisted with pain. He had to do something, anything.
"W-Wait Ma-Master I know a w-way to" Peter cringed again as a fresh wave of pain filtered through his body. "S-stop the brat"
Voldemort paused ready to listen. "I'm listening but like I said before this had better be good."
Peter relieved that the pain had stopped started talking in a rush. "W-well if I kill James then Harry won't be born!" Even he surprised himself sometimes.
Voldemort seemed to think on this for a minute before displaying another one of his twisted smiles. "Very well, I will leave you up to your own methods BUT if you should fail" With one last 'cruccio' he vanished leaving a shaken up wormtail to contemplate how to commit the murder of his so- called friend.
The shaggy dog watched a familiar fully-toed rat run back up to the castle with contempt. This wasn't going to happen again. The formerly shaggy dog gave one meaningful look through an almost war torn face. But yet he wondered, would James recognize the face of a beaten brother?
MN/ Just some terms that need clearing up:
When I say brother I mean it as in 'Black and Potter were almost brothers'. Sort of in a best friend way so it doesn't mean they're related.
Oh and one more thing, this fic will NEVER be a slash, even if I have to roast Vuzznut by her toenails over hot coals. Is thwaped by Vuzznut -- I guess what Vuzznut says goes...
Pebbles-sama
The tree most famously known as the whomping willow could be considered somewhat dangerous. Well only if you didn't know about the knot at the bottom of it...
A big shaggy black dog watched one very suspicious (and even rat-like) figure give make himself safe passageway under the tree and into the tunnel under it. The dog, being a very vengeful, nosy dog, decided to follow.
Said rat, also known at this point as the young Peter Pettigrew stumbled down the tunnel clumsily, unaware of the pair of eyes following him closely from the shadows. He stumbled a little further until he reached the shrieking shack where he let out a very stuttered, fearful "I-I'm he-here master".
His call was answered when something stepped out of the shadows. It wasn't exactly human but it resembled a human, well, only if they had ominous red snake eyes. The creature formally known as Lord Voldemort smiled a twisted smile before looking down at his servant. "This had better be good"
The laws of time, physics and all reason for breaking both of these laws being for a good cause squawked scampered off at one look from those snake eyes. Almost like a small poodle barking at a rot wheeler before it had sized up it's opponent.
Wormtail decided, very stupidly to lighten the mood "The future's interesting"
"Oh yes" came his reply "Especially when I find out that you end up failing me and leaving me to be diminished by a child"
Wormtail cowered.
"Cruccio" The words sent pain howling up peters spine as his cowering form twisted with pain. He had to do something, anything.
"W-Wait Ma-Master I know a w-way to" Peter cringed again as a fresh wave of pain filtered through his body. "S-stop the brat"
Voldemort paused ready to listen. "I'm listening but like I said before this had better be good."
Peter relieved that the pain had stopped started talking in a rush. "W-well if I kill James then Harry won't be born!" Even he surprised himself sometimes.
Voldemort seemed to think on this for a minute before displaying another one of his twisted smiles. "Very well, I will leave you up to your own methods BUT if you should fail" With one last 'cruccio' he vanished leaving a shaken up wormtail to contemplate how to commit the murder of his so- called friend.
The shaggy dog watched a familiar fully-toed rat run back up to the castle with contempt. This wasn't going to happen again. The formerly shaggy dog gave one meaningful look through an almost war torn face. But yet he wondered, would James recognize the face of a beaten brother?
MN/ Just some terms that need clearing up:
When I say brother I mean it as in 'Black and Potter were almost brothers'. Sort of in a best friend way so it doesn't mean they're related.
Oh and one more thing, this fic will NEVER be a slash, even if I have to roast Vuzznut by her toenails over hot coals. Is thwaped by Vuzznut -- I guess what Vuzznut says goes...
Pebbles-sama