Krestena's POV

 Dad and Remus block the door wands in hand as the ratty fat man looked around. He looks at them and says "Si-rius Re-mus my old friends" he stutters and tries to run past them. But they grab him and throw him back towards the piano. "Remus you don't believe him do you? He tried to kill me Remus" Peter says.

"So we've heard" Uncle says coldly. Peter starts to rumble on how my dad killed Harry's parents. And is now trying to kill him. "No one's going to try and kill you until we've sorted a few things out" he reassures Peter. Who said he knew dad would come after him one day.

"Really?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. "You knew my father would escape Azkaban when no one else has" I say.

"He has dark powers!" Peter exclaims. Then goes on to how Voldemort must of taught my dad a few tricks. Because how else could he of escaped Azkaban. My dad lets out a dog like laugh before glaring at Peter. When he said Voldemort's name Peter cringed in fear.

"What, scared to hear your old master's name?" Dad asks with a smirk. "I don't blame you, Peter. His lot aren't very happy with you, are they?" he asks.

"Don't know what your talking about" Peter mutters.

"You haven't been hiding from my father for twelve years Pettigrew. You've been hiding from Voldemort's old supporters" I state.

"I heard things in Azkaban, Peter...They all think you're dead, or you'd have to answer to them... Sounds like they think the double-crosser double-crossed them. Voldemort went to the Potters' on your information...and Voldemort met his downfall there. And not all Voldemort's supporters ended up in Azkaban, did they?" dad says with smirk.

"You don't believe this — this madness, Remus" Peter says looking up at my uncle.

"I must admit, Peter, I have difficulty in understanding why an innocent man would want to spend twelve years as a rat" he replies.

"Innocent, but scared!" Peter squealed. "If Voldemort's supporters were after me, it was because I put one of their best men in Azkaban — the spy, Sirius Black!" he exclaims.

"How dare you" I growl as my father becomes angry again.

"I, a spy for Voldemort? When did I ever sneak around people who were stronger and more powerful than myself? But you, Peter — I'll never understand why I didn't see you were the spy from the start. You always liked big friends who'd look after you, didn't you? It used to be us...me and Remus...and James" Dad states.

"Me, a spy...must be out of your mind...never" Peter mumbles.

"Lily and James only made you Secret-Keeper because I suggested it" dad hisses as Peter takes a step back. "I thought it was the perfect plan...a bluff...Voldemort would be sure to come after me. While Rachel kept Krestena safe. They would never dream James'd use a weak, talentless thing like you" he sneers.

Hermione then had to make the point on how Peter had lived in the same dorm as Harry for three years. And has never harmed him. "Because Peter never did anything for anyone unless he could see what was in it for him" he states. "They say Voldemort's half dead. Peter wasn't about to commit murder right under Albus Dumbledore's nose. He'd want to be quite sure Voldemort was the biggest bully in the playground before he went back to him. Why else did he find a wizard family to take him in?" he asks.

"Uh... Mr Black... Sirius" Hermione says. Dadjumped at being addressed like this and stared at Hermione as though he had never seen anything quite like her. While I giggled. She asked him how he escaped Azkaban.

"You did never tell me how either dad" I say also curious.

"Dementors feel their way toward people by feeding off their emotions...They could tell that my feelings were less — less human, less complex when I was a dog...but they thought, of course, that I was losing my mind like everyone else in there, so it didn't trouble them. But I was weak, very weak, and I had no hope of driving them away from me without a wand.

But when I saw that Peter was at Hogwarts in the perfect position to strike if Voldemort ever came back. I knew I had to do something as I was the only one who knew he was alive. It was as if someone had lit a fire In my head, and the Dementors couldn't destroy it. So, one night when they opened my door to bring food, I slipped past them as a dog...I was thin, very thin...thin enough to slip through the bars...I swam as a dog back to the mainland ...I journeyed north and slipped into the Hogwarts grounds as a dog" he explains. I smile proudly at him.

"Believe him, Harry. My dad never betrayed your parents. He would have died before he betrayed them" I plead looking at him. He nods his head as Peter screams 'no!' like Harry had just signed his death certificate.

"You don't believe this — wouldn't Sirius have told you they'd changed the plan?" Peter asks Uncle Remus.

"Not if he thought I was the spy, Peter" Uncle Remus tells him. "I assume that's why you and Rachel didn't tell me, Sirius?" he asks dad.

"Forgive me Remus" dad says.

"Not at all, Padfoot, old friend" Uncle Remus tells him.

"Now that that is settled, lets return to the castle. So that we can clear your name daddy" I say smiling as I hug his arm. Harry gives us a gentle smile nodding his head.

"I agree, we'll take him up to the castle. We'll hand him over to the Dementors...He can go to Azkaban...but don't kill him" he states. So Ron and Uncle Remus are chained to Peter. While Dad guides Snape's floating body down the tunnel. Hermione, Crookshanks and I lead the way. With Uncle Remus, Peter and Ron in the middle. While dad and Harry bring up the rear with a still unconscious Professor Snape.

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Picture above of Peter Pettigrew.