Wormtail's Journey

Chapter 9

Two days later, after thinking about it for hours now, Peter took a decision. None deatheater had come for him yet. But it was just a matter of time. They would find out somehow he was the secret keeper now.

Peter could clearly see James and Lily on his mind. He had to do something.

He went downstairs were his mom was preparing a bowl of candy. The house was slightly decorated. Halloween. Peter had lost track of time, he didn't even realized it was Halloween.

"Mom" he said.

"Peter!" she said "Thank Merlin you are awake. Be a sweety and help me with the candy. The children will be here any minute"

But Peter ignored her.

"I have to go somewhere"

"What?" his mother looked at him surprised.

"I...I have to do something? I-it's kind of important"

"Nonsense!" she said approaching him "Do you think I'm gonna let you go? No! You're not okay! You're gonna stay here, with me. Do you understand?" she sounded angry but mostly worried.

"Sorry I have to go" he said

"Peter..."

He hugged his mom really tight. It would probably would be the last time he saw her.

"Love you mom". Then he smiled at her.

"Peter...." But before she could say anything, Peter apparated.

Peter found himself at Lambeth Bridge. Nobody was around. It was a cloudy night. How many times he passed through it. And now there was where he was going to die. He was gonna kill himself. For the seek of his friends. It was the only way. As he stepped into the edge, he tought maybe he was being a coward. He would pass the problem to Remus and Sirius. Perhaps they would die anyways... No! he had to do this. They were stronger than he had ever been. Peter started crying again. He was shaking. Why was he such a fucking coward?

"Marly...." he said "I'm so fucking scared"

He couldn't even dare to kill himself. He was so scared of dying. But he didn't dare to tell his friends the truth, to see the look of hate on their eyes. He was too afraid of what Voldemort or the deatheaters might do to him.

Peter looked down. The water was revolving like in a storm. Suddenly he didn't feel like dying. He hated himself, such a coward.

And then he heard apparating noises.

"Wormtail" he heard a voice and Peter recognized it inmediately, even though he had never heard it before. Voldemort.

"I can finally meet you" Peter went very pale "I have heard so many things about you"

Peter didn't respond just trembled.

"Grab him!"

And Peter felt arms grabbing him. Someone hit his head and he fell into nothingness.

Peter opened his eyes slowly. He had no idea where we was. It was a very dark room. He realized he was seated and tied up with magic. He moved trying to free himself buy it was impossible. He had no idea where his wand was. He didn't even remember if he had it on the Bridge.

"Hello Wormtail" Voldemort voice sounded so sinister behind Peter. Like it was out of this world "You're finally awake"

Peter started moving like crazy, trying to free himself. 

"Hey, hey it's fine" said Voldemort sitting in front of Peter. "I'm not gonna hurt you. I just need to chat"

Peter could see he looked so white, with a very sinister expression, and he had penetrating red eyes. All Voldemort's presence made Peter shiver.