𝔖𝔱𝔬𝔯𝔶 𝔯𝔢𝔭𝔢𝔞𝔱 𝔦𝔱𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔣 | 𝐇𝐏 ʷᵗᵐ

𝟎𝟖𝟐; ᴏɴᴇ ʀᴏᴄᴋ, ᴛᴡᴏ ʙɪʀᴅs

"S-SIRIUS....R-REMINA..." EVEN PETTIGREW'S VOIVE WAS SQUEAKY.

"Like a rat?"

"Possible."

"He is a rat."

Again, his eyes darted toward the door. "My friends... my old friends..." Sirius's wand arm rose, but Remina seized him around the wrist, gave him a warning took, then turned again to Pettigrew, her voice light and casual.

"I totally understand your hatred and anger." Remina whispers softly. Her hand caressing his arm in a comforting way.

"I can't believe that him out of everyone would do this to us." Sirius replies faintly.

"We've been having a little chat, Peter, about what happened that dreadful night. You might have missed the finer points while you were squeaking around down there on the bed-"

"Remina," gasped Pettigrew, and Coventina could see beads of sweat breaking out over his pasty face, "you don't believe him, do you...? He tried to
kill me, Remina..."

"I am sorry to say this Peter, but future you is a true coward." Mary says in a firm tone.

"I know...I am terriblely sorry." Peter whispers weakly.

"So we've heard," said Remina, more coldly. "I'd like to clear up one or two little matters with you, Peter, if you'll be so-" "He's come to try and kill me again!" Pettigrew squeaked suddenly, pointing at Sirius, and Coventina saw that he used his middle finger, because his index was missing.

"He killed Lily and James and now he's going to kill me too.... You've got to help me, Remina...."

Sirius's face looked more skull-like than ever as he stared at Pettigrew with his fathomless eyes, the mention of that woman pissed him off even more. "No one's going to try and kill you until we've sorted a few things out," said Remina.

"Tchh, I wonder whenever you are truly dead or not." Sirius asks out loud to Lily who glares at him.

Coventina glances at Antares who chuckles. "My sweet, let's sit back and observe." He says in her mind then a smile tugs on his lips at her nod.

"Sorted things out?" squealed Pettigrew, looking wildly about him once more, eyes taking in the boarded windows and, again' the only door. "I knew he'd come after me! I knew he'd be back for me! I've been waiting for this for twelve years!"

"You knew Sirius was going to break out of Azkaban?" said Remina  her brow furrowed. "When nobody has ever done it before?" "He's got dark powers the rest of us can only dream of!" Pettigrew shouted shrilly. "How else did he get out of there? I suppose He-Who-Must-Not- -Be-Named taught him a few tricks!"

"Well if I had stay one more minute with my family I would have probably jump off a cliff." Sirius mumbles in a serious tone.

Sirius started to laugh, a horrible, mirthless laugh that filled the whole room. "Voldemort, teach me tricks?" he said. Pettigrew flinched as though Sirius had brandished a whip at him.

Many did at the name.

"What, scared to hear your old master's name?" said Sirius. "I don't blame you, Peter. His lot aren't very happy with you, are they?" "Don't know what you mean, Sirius-" muttered Pettigrew, his breathing faster than ever. His whole face was shining with sweat now.

"You haven't been hiding from me for twelve years," said Sirius. "You've
been hiding from Voldemort's old supporters. I heard things in Azkaban, Peter... They all think you are dead, or you'd have to answer to them..I've heard them screaming all sorts of things in their sleep. Sounds like they think the double-crosser double-crossed them. Voldemort went to the Potters' on your information... and Voldemort met his downfall there. And not all Voldemort's supporters ended up in Azkaban, did they?"