Power and Persecution [1] || Harry Potter x OC x Draco Malfoy

97. Pettigrew

DISCLAIMER

I do not own Harry Potter ... but I cannot believe ANYONE would choose to be a rat if they could be an Animagus ... it was the first red flag in Peter imo

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Another piece of the puzzle fitted into place.

Another fragment of Bel's life connecting to the others.

It was a victory, but at the same time, the part of the picture it revealed was haunting.

Her father had been the anonymous death eater who murdered her mother.

Not Sirius Black.

Remus Lupin not only knew her mother and father but was her godfather.

Hence the way he had been looking out for her all year and the emotional expression upon his face when he looked at her.

Not to mention his random outburst when her boggart started to talk about her mother.

But that wasn't the only thing that now made sense to Bel as she thought it all through in silence.

Fudge's fear of her finding out this horrifying fact about her family was making sense now too.

Bel was dangerous, that much was indisputable. Her wand and her genetics made it so.

Even more now that Bel knew what her father had done.

He was an Heir of Slytherin too.

He seduced a kind and caring woman, her mother, Willow Brodwick.

He led her to her doom during the war.

He killed her.

Bel had that in her blood. That evil ran through her veins.

Fudge was worried that if she knew the truth, her anger would allow the balance to tip.

That Dumbledore hadn't trained her well enough to deal with such a blow of knowledge.

That she would repeat her father's actions.

That she would become what her boggart had shown her.

That's what our father would have wanted, right?

To hell with who our mother was.

Her own eery voice rung out in her mind.

She couldn't become that person.

She couldn't turn into whatever type of person her father was.

The danger everyone would be in would be immeasurable.

And everyone who was aware of her unique situation must have known that.

Hence the secrecy.

Hence the neglect to give her answers.

But that had all gone down the drain now.

She had enough answers.

Answers that told her all she needed to know about her family.

That her mother was an angel.

And her father was the devil.

She resented him.

She resented the blood in her veins that came from him.

She resented the fact that everyone was so afraid of her and had to hide things from her because of what he had done.