Peter betrays friends to the Dark Lord

Peter looked out of the window at the darkened sky. It was only a matter of minutes before his lord arrived and in all honestly. He was terrified. Everything was in the right place, Lily was out for the evening visiting her muggle family and the rest of his friends were all here. Losing little Violet would be awful, and it would devastate Lily but he knew there was no holding back Voldemort. He simply put, was a monster in human form.

Peter felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked over and saw Remus. "Are you okay, Peter? You have been staring outside for some time."

"I am okay, just worried that is all. I just have a feeling something may happen, either might as well enjoy myself. We get so few moments to do so nowadays."

He took one last look and noticed a shadowy being beneath a tree. His master had arrived! Peter knew the inevitable was about to occur. " I am going to grab a butterbeer from the kitchen, would you like anything, Remus?"

"I am okay, James is just putting Violet to bed, Sirius is in the lounge, so we can then spend the evening relaxing."

Peter left Remus and saw he was heading for the lounge, as he lightly glowed the tip of his wand green. A confirmation to his lord that the child was inside and soon he saw his lord walking towards the house.

Making his way into the kitchen, Peter then hunkered down, placing protection and Notice me not spells as he heard James come downstairs. The door suddenly exploded inwards. The sound echoed around the kitchen as he felt his form change around him as he became smaller and smaller. He heard shouting around him. Two bright flashes of green light and two thuds as bodies fell to the floor. The running of feet up the stairs followed by a melodic feel of darkness sweeping the house.

Suddenly a loud explosion echoed around him as he felt a large beam crash to the floor by him. His arm writhed in pain as he was forcibly changed back, the dark mark fading away to almost nothing.

Peter could not think what could have happened. What had happened to his lord. Slowly crawling up the stairs, he came upon the body of James lying in the hallway, his eyes vacant and glassy as he lay there in the doorway to Violet's room.

He was shocked, little Violet was still alive. Giggling up at him, with only a small lightning bolt scare on her head. In front of her was a pile of smouldering robes and sticking out was his lord's wand and signet ring. Slowly picking it up, he placed it gently on the inside of his coat as he picked up violet and gently carried her downstairs.

Peter had no idea what to do, he was panicking. With his dark mark, he would likely be revealed at some point then no one, not even Lily with his influence through the ring would associate with him. Placing the child down on the floor Peter rushed downstairs and grabbed a knife from the draw and with his wand, he slowly ran it along the blade, sharpening as he did. He grimaced and grabbed a large block of wood to hold in his mouth as he brought the knife down. It sliced through flesh and bone. His hand fell to the floor and with a quick swipe and the mutter of the banishment spell his hand disappeared forever. Searing the wound closed, Peter picked up Violet and began hobbling downstairs as he heard heavy footsteps approach the stairs.

Peter saw the long coat and pink umbrella of Hagrid. He was confused about what was the half-giant doing here. He thought Dumbledore might have arrived at least.

"Hagrid? What are you doing here?" As Peter looked around the ruined garden coated in wood planks and tiles littered the ground.

"Oh, young Peter. Well, you see Dumbledore sent me to find out what happened. Is that little Violet.

" She managed to survive at least and I have to get her to Lily and explain what happened to James and the other. Unfortunately, James, Sirius and Remus, did not make it. I honestly was lucky to get out alive. say to Dumbledore, that once Lily and Violet is okay, I will try and persuade them to come to Hogwarts for protection. Please make sure their bodies are taken to Madam Pomphrey, hopefully, something can be done." Peter explained as he then flashed await in a large tube as he apparated toward Cotton Avenue, where Lily was staying at her parent's old house.

Lily heard a frantic knocking at the door. as she opened the door, she saw a harried and frantic Pettigrew, who was holding her baby. she knew that something was instantly wrong, as she noticed, his battered and bruised look. Her eyes trailed down and noticed his hand was missing, a burnt stump, was all that was remaining.

"Peter, peter, tell is everyone alright, what happened. " She cried out suddenly worried, the heavy feeling she felt in her heart, the darkened look on his face. she could only guess the worse.

Lily then took her daughter from his arm and supported Peter over to a chair; where he soon collapsed down. Passing him a glass, of water, she fed him gentle sips, as she cradled his bruised head.

Peter then looked up at her and explained what had happened. She was shocked that Voldemort had managed to attack them at their house, she was even more saddened about what had happened to James. they had their whole life ahead of them. they knew they were going to be targeted by Voldemort, and had taken all the measures they could do, but in the end, it was not enough. At least Peter had managed to save her daughter, sacrificing his arm to ensure her survival.

However, one thing perplexed her. Surely the Fidilius would have protected them and Peter was the secret keeper. she had to find out. "Peter, what happened to the fedilius, were you not the secret keeper? she asked, wanting to know the truth.

"I was, and then I noticed that I was getting followed a lot around Diagon, so I and Sirius decided to switch. so even if I got captured, I would not be able to give the secret away. I am guessing he must have been **** to give it away, he never told us, maybe he was obliviated without his knowledge. I don't know what truly happened Lily. James and I discussed it, and he did not want to worry you and make your life harder, especially with what happened to your parents recently."

Lily was shocked by what had happened, she had not known that, she knew that James was so caring for her, and to look out for her like that was so wonderful of him. It was shocking that she was now a widow at so young, and her daughter, now without a father.

Lily slowly waved her wand, the bruises around Peter's eye slowly healing. she knew her knowledge was not good enough to heal his hand and as she looked towards him, she saw him looking at her.

"Hagrid was sent by Dumbledore to check out the house, I said we would meet him at Hogwarts, hopefully, Pomfrey might be able to do something for my hand. I don't think I will be working with only one hand," he said jokingly at the end and saw Lily smile at him with his small quip.

"I will send a Patronus to Phomfrey to warn her, and get someone to meet us by the gates, and hopefully we can get some help for you soon." lily explained as she picked up her daughter in her arms and helped Peter up, grabbing the Hogwarts gate portkey, as they made their way to the Garden. She could see fireworks going off in the distance and with a loud flash, they disappeared in a swirling vortex. she managed to hold onto peter throughout, not realising she was pressing her large breasts into his face in the meanwhile.

Lily then shook the dust from her eye, as she hopped on the ground, her body collapsing to the floor as Peter hit her. His hand instinctively grabbed whatever was in front and that happened to be her breast. She gasped at the feeling as she felt Peter immediately let go. "I am so sorry Lily, I did not mean to." He stammered out as he looked towards her.

"It is okay, Peter, I know it was an accident, kinda hard to hold one with only one hand." Lily joked, although he could see the pain in her face, as she dusted him off and helped him to his feet.

They could see running towards them a variety of figures, she recognised the bulky tall nature of Hagrid and the small stature of Professor Flitwick. As they soon reached them, Flitwick and hagrid helped take Peter, whose exhaustion and wounds, had finally taken over him and he had collapsed by her side. McGonagall helped her towards the castle, and she was thankful for that and the protection the castle offered. It had been a terrible evening and she just wanted to see James body one last time, to confirm everything Peter had told her.

Peter slowly awoke to the sunlight filtering through the windows. He looked over and saw his cut-off hand was now bandaged over. He saw Madame Pomfrey slowly approach him. "Hello, Peter. Never hoped to see anyone who left Hogwarts, once more in my care, but after last night, I am just happy that one of you rapscallions survived." She explained as she reached down and slowly removed the bandages around his arm. All that remained was a stump.

"Do you know if I will be able to fully ever regain my hand? Peter asked as he examined the stump.

"I think so, as it seemed to be caused by physical means, there is no magic interfering with the healing, so through a slow course of potions, it should be fully returned in around a couple of months," Pomfrey explained as she passed him a small vial of a reddish liquid. "This will be the start, of them, but you will have many more."

Peter took the drink and gulped it down, as he saw Madam Pomphrey move away to the other people in her ward.

He heard the door open and looked over as he propped himself up, and saw Lily approach his side.

"Hello, Peter. How are you feeling, now? Hopefully better." she spoke out in her melodic voice.

" I am much better, most of my wounds and bruising are gone but confined to bed rest for the next couple of days. My hand should also be able to fully return in around a month, so a long course of potions to take. How is Violet is she okay?" Peter said, grimacing in pain as he explained and showed off his stump.

"Violet is fine, awoke a while ago, and has been fed. McGonagall is keeping her entertained with some transformed toys. It has been confirmed that James, Sirius and Remus all died last night. There was no saving them."

Lily then broke down crying as Peter placed his arm around her and let her cry into his shirt. He then felt tears rolling down his eyes, as he remembered their eyes starring vacantly, as he released he would never hear them speak again. he would never romp around in the woods at night, in their animagous forms. no more playing Quidditch on a Saturday morning. It was saddened that they had to be betrayed, but at the time Voldemort was too powerful and now he seemed to be gone.

"They are saying Voldemort is gone, well from the Dark Marks apparently. Several of them went crazy and attacked the Minestry or other houses in one last attack, but it seemed that whatever happened and James did, Voldemort has disappeared. All they found were a pile of smouldering ashes and a robe." She explained as she dried the tears from her eyes, sniffling as she did.

"I don't know either sorry, so anyone's guess is as good as mine. At least or hopefully so he is gone and we can live without the fear of the **** eater being out there."

"I am hoping that too, it is bad enough that Violet will grow up without a father, but at least she will grow up in peace."

Peter could see the tiredness and sadness in her eyes. It would take some time, but he would be here for her, just like he knew she would be for him.