I'm not a coward, just shy (Hogwarts fanfic)

Ch 11- the truth

I watched Hagrid with sad eyes as he picked up any rock he could reach, racking great sobs of frustration, saddness and anger.
"He had lost the hearing. Buckbeak is going to executed tomorrow" I explain to Hermione as, the three of them finally found us after hearing the news. Hagrid was knee deep in the lake. I got a flash of something. I smiled, tearing off my robes and shoes and wading into the waist deep water to Hagrid.
"Hagrid, you need to listen, Buckbeak, won't die tomorrow" which grabbed is attention.
"How?" He looked at me.
"I have no idea" I smiled honestly "but trusted in them" I motioned back to the shore. Hagrid nodded.
"Ok, I trust you, taylor" he wiped his eyes with a large spotted handkerchief. Picking me up to wade back. Hermione blasting me with hot air from her wand.
"What did you tell him" she asked.
"The future" She smiled at me and nodded, herding the boys towards the castle.

I returned to the room of requirement, for reasons unknown to even myself. It had been so much of a comfort to me this past year. Like a friend or a hug from a parent. Parents.... huh. It was almost comical, as I thought it to myself. The son of a dead women and a murderer being a seer. I didn't know why but it was weird to me. I left the room noticing the time. Harry, Hermione and Ron were going to visit Hagrid before Buckbeak was executed, or so everyone thought. I knew somehow he was going to be saved but didn't know how. I was going to meet them just after.

I meet them on the path back to Hogwarts, my head was annoying me, I miss the coming down with another fever. However Ron had something cupped in his hands.
"What you got there?" I questioned. He beamed showing me his fat, rat scrabbers, who had been pronounced died earlier this year.
"I told you croakshaws never ate him" Hermione said in her all-knowing voice.
"Sorry Hermione" his ears turned Crimson remembering his fights with Hermione. I laughed along with everyone. Suddenly Scrabbers leap from Ron's hands.
"Come back!" He called chasing the dumb rat. I was heels. Followed by Hermione and Harry.

By the time I mange red catch the rat we were standing in front of the Whomping Willow. My smile faded as I noticed the big black dog.
"Nice save he said" Ron said reaching for the rat when he noticed the dog. The dog growled, black eyes fix on me. My blood run cold and I felt my heart pick up.
"Snuffles?" I asked taking a step back. This couldn't do the same curious dog that listened to me play. This was the dog from my visions.

It happened so fast I was able to process much other than the the race started to race towards me, aiming for me teeth bared. I cried out in fear trying to kick the dog but it sunk it's shape yellow teeth into my leg like a knife through butter. I fell to the ground winding, my glasses flying off. I gasped in pain trying to scramble away but it dragged me away. I tried to reach for Ron's hand but he was wracked away by the branches of the Whomping Willow. I struggled as I was pulled into the passage under the tree. I gripped onto anything I could but rock and roots broke off in my free hand. As I was being dragged I heard a loud snap. I cried out as pain consumed me. Then the floor changed to wooden boards and I was into a room. It must be the tore up room in my dream, the only difference being there was no werewolf. The dog finally let go when I was able to land a boot in its face. Tears of fear dripped from my eyes, as I watched the dark form the was the dog. It began to shift, grow taller, less furry. It was a man. I coward, further into the wall, my breath hitched, as he came closer. I fumbled to get out my wand, my hand almost shaking to bad to hold it. Fudge was right he is after me.
"Shhhh, Tay... I am sorry, I didn't mean to hurt, I am not going to hurt" I cringed away from the hand that touched my cheek, wiping away tears, slowing taking my wand from my grasp. In my stance I didn't put up a fight "Tay, it's alright just give me the rat" the voice was gentle, calming, so unlike the harsh voice I imagined. I couldn't see the face only a blurred outline.

"Tay, I am not going to hurt you, I just want the rat. He is-" he never got to finished since the door was thrown open.
"Expelliarmus!" I heard my wand clacker to the floor.
"Hermione" I saw a mass of brown frizzy hair.
"Get away from him!" Harry and Ron said in unison. My father backed out and I could make out that they were circling, the trio coming towards. As soon as they came close enough then Hermione was by my side.
"How is your leg? Did he hurt you? I picked up your glasses but their crack. I'll repair them later." I shook my head.
"I-I think it's broken I can't move it." I said pain beginning to shoot up my leg. Hermione put my glasses on my nose and I was finally able to see the Scene.
"What do you want with Taylor" Harry pointed his wand at Sirius, him and .Ron standing protectively over me. If I was terrified I would be touched.

(I am sorry but have written Snape out of this scene)

"I didn't sell out your parents Harry, I didn't kill all those people" he snarled, making me grasp onto Hermione's arm tighter. He seemed to look at my face and look away again. All mace disappearing.
"I just want the rat, he is-"
"Peter prettigrew" Remus Lupin came in. He held his wand, but it wasn't raised, what looked like a piece of piece meant in the other.
"Remus? Is that you." Remus nodded, "you know I would never sell out James and Lily or kill Peter. It was that Rat who framed me, he was there secret keeper, he sold them out to Voldemort" he point fiercely at me. I couldn't help but finch, seeing the man who haunted my nightmares as a child.
"Sirius, your scaring you son and the others. Calm down. I saw the map" he placed a hand on his shoulder. Then turned to me, "Taylor please hand over the rat, he is an animgus". I remember Snape going over werewolves and an animgus.
"Scrabbers isn't a animgus, he is a rat he has been in my family for y-"
"Years" Remus raised an eyebrow, "12 years, very old for a rat".
"I don't know he was Charlie's before mine" Ron fumbled.
"What about his pinky toe on his right hand, it's missing isn't it because..."
"... All they could find of Peter was her right pinky" Harry finished.

I looked at the struggling rat and I froze as I realised its pinky was missing. Swallowing my fear, using the wall to steady myself I stood up, holding out the rat. Remus took it and place it on the floor. it bolted for a hole in the wall but not before it started to grow in size after Sirius hit with a spell with my wand he had picked up again. Remus wrapped his arm around my waist, holding me up on my one good leg. We watched the rat grow into a short man. He was balding with mousey brown hair and rat like features. Ron looked horrified as the man coward and looked for an escape.
"Remus, Sirius, old friends, right that's what we are friends" he turned to me, "Taylor, I was their for your birth, we are like family" he took a step towards me.
"Don't you dare go near my son!" Sirius boomed pointing my wand at Peters face. "I should kill him now" he growled.
"No, stop" I surprised even myself, I looked him up right in the eye, "Don't make what they have said about you be true. If you kill him then you'll never clear your name."
"Taylor, you show such mercy, and smart, just like year mother". He came closer to quick and in anger and instinct my hand fought out, heading head hard across the face.
"Don't speak about my mother" I panted. I saw Harry's anger on realising who actually killed his parents. Ron and Hermione looked shock, Ron because he slept with a man in his bed for years, Hermione because I slapped Peter.

Remus waved his wand a golden appearing around peters neck and in Remus's hand.
"Sirius, you help your son, I take care of him" Remus nodded to the Rat man. Tentatively, My father supported my waist, I grimaced as him brushed my leg.
"Sorry" I thought he glanced at his leg.
"It's fine, I landed a good kick at you face" I said looking a the bruise forming above his eye.
"I was meaning about leaving you alone as well" he looked defeated. "You play just like your mother"
"Padfoot + Goldeneye?" I asked hobbling along. There was so much I wanted to ask.
"Nicknames" he barked a laugh. "I was padfoot, because I was a dog. She was goldeneye. You have you have her eye" he looked at them behind my cracked glasses.

When had just exited the tunnel, Remus close behind us when I realise to late.
"Dad, it's a full moon" I cried but I was too late Remus walked into the moon light. The transformation was something out of a horror movie. Painful to watch as hair push though his skin and he turn into the monster he wasn't.
"Remus?" Sirius asked the whining werewolf. It's head snapped to us and it began to charge. The last thing I remember was pushing my farther to the ground as a clawed paw like hand swiped at me. Pain erupted on my chest, my leg and my back, and then I sink into sweet nothingness.