The Choices of Peter Pettigrew

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Peter Pettigrew was born at exactly midnight, the morning of August 18, 1960. He was born a nice and healthy baby. The only strange thing about the whole affair was he didn't utter a single sound. Not a cry, nor a babble, not even a hiccup. He was silent. That was untill his mother started to cry. His mother as he would later learn, was quite emotional.

As she wept her tears of joy for her healthy baby boy, a prophecy was foretold in the home of Lilith Bellchant,

"The Stag, the dog, the wolf, the rat, together they have a unbreakable pack. When one falls down and breaks his crown, the other three were never found. They know right from wrong, but in the end I write this song. The moons are long, their bonds are strong, and one will barrel on head strong. One will die, one will fight, one will be cold at night. In the end he'll make a choice, he'll use his voice, and eventually, maybe, they'll rejoice. In the end he will mend what's broken once and spoken twice. He will set the time to make it right, before he breaks the vow that ends his life."

It would be quite easy to tell what Lilith meant later on into his story, but right now, as he lay in his mothers arms, a newborn fresh into life, he knew nothing. No a soul but Lilith herself did. Lilith's prophecy would go unheard and never be talked about. Never be learned. For the fate of Peter Pettigrew and his friends was not meant to be heard, but to be learned. For his fate was a rocky one, his fate was to be one that determined other peoples fate, but most of all, his fate would be the one that decided everything, because in this story, Peter Pettigrew is the most important. Peter Pettigrew decides everything. This is his choices. The choices of Peter Pettigrew.