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anunfortunatekinlist · 6 months
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Peter's Betrayal.
Soooo I wrote a thing, I was so sick of having no reason for Peter's betrayal so I made one…. ig content warning for torture, kidnapping, blood etc.
He had been sat in the dark for hours, blindfold pressing on his eyelashes, tears soaking them and dripping down his chin, he has no idea where he is, and no idea who exactly who sat in the room with him, the only noise Peter can hear are muted screams and muffled laughter.
It had been hours, of taunting words, manic laughter and the incarcerous ropes cutting and burning his skin. Peter knew this was a consequence of the war, there was a slim chance that he would wind up like so many of their friends, but he never thought he was so important to have an audience. The fact that he was just sat in waiting for his captors to get bored of the others they were torturing to get to him next.
It was weird, having to mourn his own life sat in his own solitude, suffocating on his own dreams and and ambitions in a single moment until someone could finally put him out of his own misery.
The pure agony of waiting was finally halted, the blindfold finally pulled down to be met with a semi-familiar face, some kid he went to school with that he cannot quite place, one of the Slytherins in the lower year; several masked figures on the edge of the shadows, the room feeling as if it was going on forever.
Now Peter could finally take in his surroundings, he was in some type of abandoned warehouse, with the room only having one light on, the shadows consuming the rest.
"Well Pettigrew, welcome" the boy said, Peter could finally place him, it was Crouch Jr. He was a quiet boy back in school, went missing a year and a half back, many thought him to be dead, well they were all wrong.
All Peter could do was stare, transfixed, this boy was someone like him, and he had ended up one of his greatest enemies, someone who had killed his friends.
"You know Pettigrew, we haven't brought you here to kill you, that would be an awful lot of effort, so you can wipe that worried look off your face, you are awfully to helpful for a simple kill" Crouch stated, slowly walking out of Peter's sight towards the walls of the shadows once again, the wall of deep breathes and muffled screams filled the room once again, they were in front of him, through the shadows.
It dawned on Peter, they knew, the Death-Eaters know, they finally figured out that Peter was the Potter's secret-keeper, they wanted him for James, for Lily, for baby Harry.
Light consumed the room, flooding Peter's eyes, making him blink and having to focus his vison, he could finally see in front of him, through the masked men he saw four people in similar positions to him, tied and gagged. But Peter recognised them instantly, how could he not, his own parents and siblings were sat across from him, blood dried into their hair and tears constantly pouring down their face. All in their dinner clothes from earlier, now ripped and ruined.
He had just seen them hours before, they had all gone out to dinner for their parents anniversary, all able to forget the grief of war for a couple hours to celebrate their family and their parents love. It was heart-breaking to see the happiness ruined by the psychopaths in front of them. His little sister, only 17 years old was sat directly across from him, her dinner dress was ruined with dirt and her own blood.
Seeing his family in front of him, made his heart hurt, they were pain all because of Peter, his involvement in the war had directly brought them pain, it was all Peter's fault.
"No, no, no, why them? Why have you got them? You want me, not them. They are not involved in the war, it's me you want, not them" he was in distress, he couldn't understand why his family was involved in all this.
"Now now Peter, calm down, we won't hurt them if you do one small thing for us, I think you can guess what we want, just give us the location, and this will all be over, you and your poor little family can go home and forget this all happened." Crouch whispered, behind him now, there was no escape from his voice, it was all-consuming.
"I-I don't know what your talking about..." Peter whispered, choking back his sobs.
"Oh really dear, you don't know what I'm talking about." Crouch whispered in his ear.
One of the masked men walked over to his mother, and with his wand, cut down her exposed arm, blood pouring and her screams still muffled by the gag. Her sobs made his ears almost bleed, he was crying, trying to break away from the binds around his arms. "No, no. NO! Leave them alone please, please. They're innocent please."
"Then tell us what we want to hear, dear." Crouch now came and sat on his lap, as if he was enjoying a theatre show, glee written in his features.
"I don't know what your talking about you sadistic fuck, let them go, they have done nothing, I don't know what you are talking about." Peter sobbed, he was disgusted, he just want to be dead.
Another one of the masked men walked up to his older sister, she writhed under her binds as they got closer, but it was no use, all Peter heard was silence until a small whisper of "Crucio" and a jet of red light emitted from his wand, and then the gut-wrenching screams of his sister filled the room, her sobs and pain stuffed the room, nearly breaking Peter, he could not go on until the death-eaters murdered his family.
"Fine, fine. FINE! What will you do to them if I tell you." Peter shouted and the screams of his sister finally let go, and Crouch smiled ear to ear.
"Aww has Peter finally come to his senses? Are you going to give in? Have I proven to you that we are superior?" Crouch said, still perched on his knee.
"No, go fuck yourself, I just want to know what you plan if I do actually tell you" Peter said, voice horse.
Crouch slapped him, "Now, don't be rude, all we plan to do is to deal with the boy, nothing more."
"You want to kill a baby! You want to kill my nephew!" Peter said disgust filling his voice.
"Fine you don't want to help." Crouch said again, and flicked his wrist towards Peter's family. One of the masked men now approach his father, "What should do to him, because it seems as long as they're alive..."
"No please don't." Peter begged.
"Oh really, don't what?" Crouch whispered, and on of the masked men dragged a blade up his father's arm, not stopping, going painfully slow, blood slowly oozing it's way out, staining his clothes and dripping on to the floor. But it looked like they would not stop this time, the cut went from his wrist, and was slowly making it up towards his shoulder, and not stopping, and the blade starts to make a turn towards his father's neck.
"NO NO NO, PLEASE NO DON'T!" Peter screamed.
"Come on then tell us." Crouch whispered again, the blade was now at his fathers neck, digging in deep, he watched in horror and his father's life was being played with, as if it was a gamble, that if Peter could watch his father die, on his wedding anniversary.
"Potter's cottage, Godric's Hollow, in the West Country!" Peter screamed, "Let me go so i can heal my father!"
Crouch laughed in glee, "Thank you Peter, aren't you very kind." And the binds and gags fell from Peter and his family, Peter rushed to his father's side and snatched one of the death-eaters wands in the process, and started spells to stop the bleeding and heal his father's wounds so that he wouldn't bleed to death. Leaving a scar instead, encompassing his entire right side.
Crouch was beside him once again, "Aww are you happy now Peter, trading lives, your as bad as us." Crouch had his hand on Peter's shoulders, watching over him as he preformed spell's on his family in an attempt to heal their wounds and make sure that they weren't hurt further.
"I am nothing like you!" Peter spat, tears still welling in his eyes, he could never imagine this happening, he just killed his best friend's son, but saved his father.
"It's all for the greater good dear, someone had to die for everything to heal." Crouch said, still smiling.
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marauders-but-chaotix · 10 months
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If james had known about Peter before he died, he would've a 100% blamed himself for it. No matter what could be said.
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Peter has been part of his family for as long as he can remember. And that night, James would say that he failed him. He failed is friend.
His brother.
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teaformoony · 1 year
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sirius: you know what? whatever. who gives a shit about regulus? his entire personality is just being gay and mean
james: you forgot pretty
sirius:
james:
peter:
remus:
remus: you did forget pretty
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alarainai · 1 month
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ao3 down? on the day of james potters birth?
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greenerteacups · 26 days
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Are there any other wizarding families that are underexplored in canon and pique your interest in a similar way to the Blacks?
This is a unique function of what food my brain worms like to eat, but no one's doing it like the Blacks. The drama? The intrigue? The Gothic horror? The prodigal sons and lost daughters and killers and sinners and martyrs and saints? The wizard Catholicism of it all? The story of the House of Black is the best book never written.
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I think the best part of young Peter and Remus’ friendship is the fact that Remus could express all his anger with Peter
And I’m not saying James and Sirius would not have let Remus be angry more that Remus knows that Sirius does not have the best response to anger so he does not want to risk endangering padfoot
James does not have much experience with anger at all and Remus couldn’t bare the thought that his anger would scare him or that James would start seeing him as others do as something dangerous (James would never)
But Peter knew better than most the anger that Remus would feel because he was so in tune with all his friends emotions
Peter knew that Remus often felt he wasn’t allowed to be angry because he feared that would make him a stereotype and a danger to others but Peter was different
He encouraged remus’ expressions of discontent and would always provide a safe place for the two to vent about their lives
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myfeelingsrdead · 1 month
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I thing I’ve been thinking about lately is that
Sirius has spend more time in Azkaban with Bella, Barty and the dementors than he has with James
Harry has spend more time with Remus than he has with James
And who has spend the most time with James?
PETER IT WAS PETER the one he knew all his life, the one he trusted and the one that betrayed him at the end
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moonsspirits · 29 days
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It's currently 6 a.m. and I can't sleep. I have literally been up all night, so welcome to my random thoughts (again)
What do you think James' last thoughts were??
I can only imagine how betrayed he probably felt when Peter betrayed them. His, and Lily's, last thoughts were probably something along the lines of Harry at least having Sirius and Remus.. well, we know how that ended up😥 I broke my own heart when I randomly thought that James' last thoughts, besides Harry having Sirius and Remus, were, "It was Pete?" So I'm having a great time with that. James is so trusting and full of love, only to have that trust broken and that love betrayed him in the end. Can only imagine how he was when they first entered the afterlife
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enbysiriusblack · 4 months
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no other group was as close as the marauders.
mary left her best friends without a second glance, never regretting leaving them all. marlene would choose her girlfriend over her beat friends anytime. lily always floated between friend groups, never landing loyally in one. emmeline always thought of her best friends as more of a passing love than a permanent part of her life.
dorcas would kill her best friends for her girlfriend in a second. regulus never fully trusted his best friends, never confiding in them. pandora always favoured to spend time with the people she dated over her friend group. evan followed his beliefs more than his best friends. barty cared more for his mother and rebellion against his father than his best friends.
but the marauders believed in each other more than themselves. they trusted each other relentlessly. they knew every inch of each other's minds. they felt helpless and lost without each other. they would do anything for each other. until one of them had fear and jealousy start to grow stronger than their unbreakable bond.
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sn0wp1anets · 14 days
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just saw someone saying that in canon sirius wasnt mean to peter we have lost the plot
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So close to writing a Remus/OC story friends to lovers story but in the beginning OC isn't with Remus or even thinking about Remus. She's with Sirius and their so happy until Sirius cheats on her with Mary (I love you girl but my options were your blonde gay bestfriend and Marlene is very much gay in this one) and then Sirius also betrays Remus in the prank and then when they both aren't talking to Sirius they spend more time together and end up dating.
Idk thoughts?
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olivers-cocoapuffs · 10 months
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The fact that Peter had to live with Harry for three years will forever haunt me
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mrsfrecklesmarauders · 6 months
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I can't stop listening to this song. It gives me 80s vibes. And I just think about James and Lily in 1981 with this song, being betrayed by Peter. I mean this song has 80s vibes and Halloween vibes perfect for that scene.
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fandom-official · 1 year
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Beware the Ides of March 🗡️
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heartofspells · 2 years
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Even if Sirius was probably a bit cruel to Peter and lacked patience at times, he still spent time with him during school and trusted Peter enough to put James, Lily, and Harry’s life in Peter’s hands. James was his best friend, Sirius went to James’s house when he left home, Sirius was godfather to James’s son, James was one of Sirius’s favorite people and vice versa; and Sirius trusted Peter so much that he put the lives of three people Sirius loved enough to die for in Peter’s hands. Sirius knew the Death Eaters would be gunning for him to get to the Potters, Sirius knew he’d become a major target the second that prophecy was made and James and Lily had to go into hiding, and he trusted Peter enough to go “I am willing to be bait, to let myself be tortured and likely brutally murdered, so you can keep them alive. If I go missing or get captured, you’ll know Voldemort is zeroing in, I can buy all of you time with my life.” Sirius was willing to die in order to ensure his friends would live, and he trusted Peter to keep the Potters safe; we know Sirius distrusted Remus by this point, but he trusted Peter to keep James alive, and he trusted Peter enough that Sirius was willing to die so that Peter could keep James alive after his death. Even if it’s mostly because Sirius thought it was a great bluff, Sirius still was willing to die and leave the Potters’ lives in Peter’s hands so there was a great deal of trust in Peter
Every time I think about this, it honestly just wrecks me. Sirius was such a loyal friend. He loved his found family so much, and that was clear in every single one of his actions and words. Even once they were mostly gone, he still loved them so fiercely and did everything possible to uphold his promises, no matter how much he was constantly thwarted at every turn.
Sirius' entire story from start to finish is just heartbreaking, and a large piece of that rests solely on Peter. Of course he trusted Peter. He was one of Sirius' best friends, regardless of how he might have viewed his mind or work ethic at times, or whatever judgements Sirius might have found in the other. As far as we know, Peter was there from the beginning. He slept in the bed next to the others. He traversed the castle with them, aided them in making the map (you can't tell me they didn't make use of Wormtail for that). HE BECAME AN ANIMAGUS WITH THEM. If they didn't like or trust him, why would they have ever included him in something so great and illegal?
Sirius and James and Remus trusted Peter enough to not only tell him of their plans, but had enough faith in his ability to master the transformation at all. That's a nightmarish process from what we've learned, especially for teenagers with no help. Remus trusted Peter to keep his secret, and as far as we know, he did. He never betrayed that, which also leads me to believe that he valued Remus more than the other two in some ways.
And as you said, there's no way such a massive thing like protecting the lives of three people would have been put in his hands if he wasn't inherently important to them. James wouldn't have entrusted the lives of his wife and son to him, and Sirius certainly wouldn't have handed them over so easily, come up with the idea himself, if he'd had even the slightest hint of uncertainty. James, Lily, and Harry were everything to him. They were his life. He loved them with everything he had, and he purposefully gave them to Peter to protect them as much as he possibly could because he was willing to sacrifice himself to keep them breathing.
Peter's betrayal, whatever the reasoning behind it, must have permanently knocked the air from Sirius' lungs. I can't even imagine the thoughts in his head, the shattering blame he must have felt when he understood what had happened. Everything that had ever meant something to him had been ripped away. He lost his real family for whatever reasons you want to believe. He lost his brother. He lost Remus to distrust. And then he lost the only things he had left, James and Lily dead, Hagrid refusing to give him Harry.
At the end of it all, he only had Peter. And as he stood there in front of that destroyed cottage while Hagrid flew away with Harry on his own bike, as it all settled over him, that realization of everything that had turned so wrong as none of them noticed, the knowledge that he'd made that fatal mistake himself, Sirius lost that one last tie holding everything together.
He trusted Peter to keep them safe. James had trusted them both, and now he was dead. The devastation and rage of that weight must have been unbearable for Sirius.
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