"S-SIRIUS....R-REMINA..." EVEN PETTIGREW'S VOIVE WAS SQUEAKY.

"Like a rat?"

"Possible."

"He is a rat."

Again, his eyes darted toward the door. "My friends... my old friends..." Sirius's wand arm rose, but Remina seized him around the wrist, gave him a warning took, then turned again to Pettigrew, her voice light and casual.

"I totally understand your hatred and anger." Remina whispers softly. Her hand caressing his arm in a comforting way.

"I can't believe that him out of everyone would do this to us." Sirius replies faintly.

"We've been having a little chat, Peter, about what happened that dreadful night. You might have missed the finer points while you were squeaking around down there on the bed-"

"Remina," gasped Pettigrew, and Coventina could see beads of sweat breaking out over his pasty face, "you don't believe him, do you...? He tried to
kill me, Remina..."

"I am sorry to say this Peter, but future you is a true coward." Mary says in a firm tone.

"I know...I am terriblely sorry." Peter whispers weakly.

"So we've heard," said Remina, more coldly. "I'd like to clear up one or two little matters with you, Peter, if you'll be so-" "He's come to try and kill me again!" Pettigrew squeaked suddenly, pointing at Sirius, and Coventina saw that he used his middle finger, because his index was missing.

"He killed Lily and James and now he's going to kill me too.... You've got to help me, Remina...."

Sirius's face looked more skull-like than ever as he stared at Pettigrew with his fathomless eyes, the mention of that woman pissed him off even more. "No one's going to try and kill you until we've sorted a few things out," said Remina.

"Tchh, I wonder whenever you are truly dead or not." Sirius asks out loud to Lily who glares at him.

Coventina glances at Antares who chuckles. "My sweet, let's sit back and observe." He says in her mind then a smile tugs on his lips at her nod.

"Sorted things out?" squealed Pettigrew, looking wildly about him once more, eyes taking in the boarded windows and, again' the only door. "I knew he'd come after me! I knew he'd be back for me! I've been waiting for this for twelve years!"

"You knew Sirius was going to break out of Azkaban?" said Remina  her brow furrowed. "When nobody has ever done it before?" "He's got dark powers the rest of us can only dream of!" Pettigrew shouted shrilly. "How else did he get out of there? I suppose He-Who-Must-Not- -Be-Named taught him a few tricks!"

"Well if I had stay one more minute with my family I would have probably jump off a cliff." Sirius mumbles in a serious tone.

Sirius started to laugh, a horrible, mirthless laugh that filled the whole room. "Voldemort, teach me tricks?" he said. Pettigrew flinched as though Sirius had brandished a whip at him.

Many did at the name.

"What, scared to hear your old master's name?" said Sirius. "I don't blame you, Peter. His lot aren't very happy with you, are they?" "Don't know what you mean, Sirius-" muttered Pettigrew, his breathing faster than ever. His whole face was shining with sweat now.

"You haven't been hiding from me for twelve years," said Sirius. "You've
been hiding from Voldemort's old supporters. I heard things in Azkaban, Peter... They all think you are dead, or you'd have to answer to them..I've heard them screaming all sorts of things in their sleep. 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?"

"There are still plenty out here, biding their time, pretending they've seen the error of their ways. If they ever got wind that you were still alive, Peter-"

Some of the Dark Lord's followers shrinks in their seat. Some wants to stop this madness. The Dark Lord was bad enough but now a dark Potter no... Many dark Potters. They are screw.

"Don't know... what you're talking about...," said Pettigrew again, more
shrilly than ever. He wiped his face on his sleeve and looked up at Remina. "You don't believe this-this madness, Remina-"

"I must admit, Peter, I have difficulty in understanding why an innocent man would want to spend twelve years as a rat," said Lupin evenly. "Innocent, but scared!" squealed Pettigrew. "If Voldemort's supporters were after me, it was because I put one of their best men in Azkaban, the spy, Sirius Black!"

"He was truly pathetic." Aerys tilted her head. She never liked coward. She may hate Antares Black but he was no coward. She admires that.

"That's the most stupid acting in
the world words." Aelora was so disppointed while Antares was disgusted.

"You both are the most troublesome duo that have ever exist." Daphne sighs.

"No! That a lie! Venti and the handsome bastard arr even worser! They are true sadists!" Aelora complains with a whine.

"Have to agree.." Aurelius shakes his head.

Why can't they just kill him and be done with all of this drama?

"Because uncle Siri love taking his time to be dramatic?" Aelora replies like it was a fact.

"Hey!!"

Black's face contorted. "How dare you," he growled, sounding suddenly like the bearsized dog he had been. "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 Remina... and James...."

"Used..."

"One hurtul word."

Pettigrew wiped his face again; he was almost panting for breath. "Me, a spy... must be out of your mind... never... don't know how you can say such a --"

"James only made you Secret- Keeper because he and I suspected you."

James sighs exhaustsly. He wishes life was just like a song. A pretty song. A pretty world.

Black hissed, so venomously that Pettigrew took a step backward. "I
thought it was the perfect plan...
a bluff... Voldemort would be sure to
come after me, would never dream they'd use a weak, talentless thing
like you.... It must have been the finest moment of your miserable life, telling Voldemort you could hand him the Potters'."

Pettigrew was muttering distractedly; Aelora caught words like "far-fetched" and "lunacy," but she couldn't help paying more attention to the ashen color of Pettigrew's face and the way his eyes continued to dart toward the windows and door.

"I doubt you would be able to run from a dog like Sirius." Marlene smiles.

"He is fast."

Remina blushes, looking away. "In many ways.." She thinks.

"You never did anything for anyone unless you could see what was in it for you. Voldemort's been in hiding for fifteen years, they say he's half dead. You weren't about to commit murder right under Albus Dumbledore's nose, for a wreck of a wizard who'd lost all of his power, were you?"

"You'd want to be quite sure he was the biggest bully in the playground before you went back to him, wouldn't you? Why else did you find a wizard family to take you in? Keeping an ear out for news, weren't YOU, Peter? Just in case your old protector regained strength, and it was safe to rejoin him...."

"Safe? Voldemort would kill everyone as long as he remain immortal. He was just a joke unfortunately, I have to admit that his younger look was mesmerizable." A smirk form on her pretty pink lip as she breaths.

Coventina grins mischievously,"Tom Riddle could have been one of mine if we had met sooner." her voice as sweet as honey bring peace to those around her yet the ords she utters brings out terror.

"Tu me blesses ma chérie, mon cœur est
à toi d'aimer et de garder. Tu dois être à
moi et à personne d'autre. Mine and not Riddle's." Antares whispers like the waves crashing down the rocks. The possessive glint in his eyes were like millions of stars lightning for Coventina only. The Goddess in question merely glances at him with a mischief smile.

Pettigrew opened his mouth and closed it several times. He seemed to have lost the ability to talk.

"Mr. black- Sirius whatever did you use dark magic to get out of Azkaban?" She- Aelora was so curious that she bluntly stated it out.

"Thank you!" gasped Pettigrew, nodding frantically at her. "Exactly! Precisely what I-" But Remina silenced him with a look. Black was frowning slightly at Aelora but not as though he were annoyed with her. He seemed to be
pondering his answer.

"Step one: Use your brain like Nikova." Draco mocks.

"Step two: Kill Malfoy for his stupidity." Aelora scoffs.

Others could only watch in amusement. Some were curious about the question that Aelora asked Sirius.

"I don't know how I did it," he said slowly. "I think the only reason I never lost my mind is that I knew I was innocent. That wasn't a happy thought, so the dementors couldn't suck it out of me but it kept me sane and knowing who I am, helped me keep my powers... so when it all became too much..."

"I could transform in my cell become a dog. Dementors can't see, you know." He swallowed. "They feel their way toward people by feeding off their emotions."

"So you need to transform in your animagus form to escape from Azkaban?" Asks Barty in disbelief.

"DANG!"

"They could tell that my feelings were 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 then I saw Peter in that picture... I realized he was at Hogwarts with my son and Prongslette perfectly positioned to act, if one hint reached his ears that the Dark Side was gathering strength again."

Euphemia smiles through the pain in her chest. The little boy that she sees as a
son would do anything to protect her grabddaughter. His Goddaughter and
son. Sirius Black was different from the
former stars.

Pettigrew was shaking his head, mouthing noiselessly, but staring all
the while at Black as though hypnotized. "Ready to strike at the moment he could be sure of allies and to deliver the threat to them if he gave them Coventina, who'd dare say he'd betrayed Lord Voldemort? He'd be welcomed back with honors...."

"So you see, I had to do something. I was the only one who knew Peter was still alive..."

"It was as if someone had lit a fire in my head, and the dementors couldn't destroy it. It wasn't a happy feeling it was an obsession... but it gave me strength, it cleared my mind. So, one night when they opened my door to bring food, I slipped past them as a dog...."

Theodore nods, Sirius Black, the third person that have ever broken out of Azkaban.

"It's so much harder for them to sense animal emotions that they were confused  I was thin, very thin.. thin enough to slip through the bars  I swam as a dog back to the mainland I journe─ yed north and slipped into the Hogwarts grounds as a dog. I've been living in the forest ever since, except when I came to watch the Quidditch, of course. You fly as well as your father did, Coventina..."

He looked at Coventina, who did not look away. "Believe me," croaked Sirius. "Believe me, I never betrayed James. I would have died before I betrayed him. He was my second brother."

James smiles brightly, which falter as his eyes found the curly dark hair boy whose eyes were almost red from pain. He watches Regulus with a sad smiles tug on his lips. He make up his mind to speak to baby Black later.

And Coventina believed him. Throat
too tight to speak, she nodded.

"No!"

Pettigrew had fallen to his knees as though Coventina's nod had been his own death sentence. He shuffled forward on his knees, groveling, his hands clasped in front of him as though praying. "Sirius it's me... it's Peter...
your friend... you wouldn't-"

Peter looks away, 'disgusting' He mumbles and yes he was aware that it was him. The future him. He will never betray his friends in this timeline. He rather die.

Sirius kicked out and Pettigrew recoiled. "There's enough filth on my robes without you touching them," said Sirius.

"Slay." Draco snickers.

"There is never a serious moment or what?"  Arthur whispers as he watches Bill giggles.

"Remina!" Pettigrew squeaked, turning to Remina instead, writhing imploringly in front of her. "You don't believe this wouldn't Sirius have told you they'd changed the plan?"

"Not if he thought I was the spy, Peter," said Remina. "I assume that's why you didn't tell me, Sirius?" she said casually over Pettigrews head.

"Forgive me, Moony." said Sirius.
"Not at all, Padfoot, husband," said Remina, who was now rolling up
her sleeves. "And will you, in turn, forgive me for believing you were
the spy?

"Aww!"

"Wait a minute.." A Ravenclaw says. "A dog...and a wolf. How does it work?"

Antares coughs out of laugher. His hand clutching over his stomatch. "Y-you d-don't want to know!" He laughs catching girls off with his deep and hot voice.

Remina blushes deeply. Her faces as red as crimson. Sirius pouts. "I know I am hot!"

"Of course," said Remina, and the ghost of a grin flitted across his gaunt face. He, too, began rolling up his sleeves. "Shall we kill him together?"

"Yes, I think so," said Remina grimly.
"You wouldn't... you won't...," gasped Pettigrew. And he scrambled around to Ron.

Pettigrew turned on his knees, staggered forward, and seized the hem of Aelora's robes.

"Sweet girl... you-you won't let them.... Help me...." Aelora pulled her robes out of Pettigrew's clutching hands and backed away against the wall, looking annoyed. "Touch me again and I will kick you!"

"Go Ae!!"

Pettigrew knelt, trembling uncontrol lably, and-turned his head slowly toward Coventina "Coventina... Coventina... you look just like your father... just like him...."

"That bastard.." Aerys whispers angrily.

"HOW DARE YOU SPEAK TO HER?" roared Sirius. "HOW DARE YOU FACE HER? HOW DARE YOU TALK ABOUT JAMES IN FRONT OF HER?"

"Protective brother alert!"

"Coventina," whispered Pettigrew, shuffling toward him, hands out- stretched. "Coventina, James wouldn't have wanted me killed, James would have understood, Coventina... he would have shown me mercy..."

Achilles scoffs. James this James that. As
if anyone would have the time to stop him-Achilles from killing that rat.

Both Sirius and Remina strode forward, seized Pettigrew's shoulders and threw him backward onto the floor. He sat there, twitching with terror, staring
up at them."You sold yourself to Volde- mort," said Sirius, who wasshaking too. "Do you deny it?" Pettigrew burst into tears. It was horrible to watch, like an oversized, balding baby, cowering on the floor.

"Sirius, Sirius, what could I have done? The Dark Lord... you have no idea... he has weapons you can't imagine.... I was scared, Sirius, I was never brave like you and Remus and James. I never meant it to happen. He-Who-Must-Not- Be- Named forced me-"

"DON'T LIE!" bellowed Sirius. "YOU'D BEEN PASSING INFORMATION TO
HIM FOR A YEAR BEFORE THE ACCIDENT! YOU WERE HIS SPY!"

Walburgz flinches, Merlin knows that no one have ever heard Sirius this angry before.

"H-He was taking over everywhere!" gasped Pettigrew. "Wh-what was there to be gained by refusing him?""What was there to be gained by fighting the most evil wizard who hasever existed?" said Sirius, with a terrible fury in his face. "Only innocent lives, Peter!

"You don't understand!" whined Pettigrew. "He would have killed me,
Sirius!"

"You had us..." Mary whispers.

"THEN YOU SHOULD HAVE DIED!" roared Sirius. "DIED RATHER THAN
BETRAY YOUR FRIENDS, AS WE WOULD HAVE DONE FOR YOU!"

At this moments, many understand the love between the Marauders. They were also loyal. James was loyal to Sirius was Sirius was to him and Remina. Nothing could break them apart just death could. But not this time.

Not in this universe.

SIrius and Remina stood shoulder to shoulder, wands raised. "You should have realized," said Remina quietly, "if Voldemort didn't kill you, we would. Good-bye, Peter."

"NO!" Coventina yelled. She walled forward, placing herself in front Pettigrew, facing the wands. "You
can't kill him," She said firmly.

"Aww common!" Bellatrix whins annoyed.

"Bella." Narcissz scolds softly.

Sirius and Remina  both looked staggered. "Cub, this piece of vermin
is the reason you have been without James," Sirius snarled.

"This cringing bit of filth would have seen you die too, without turning a hair. You heard him. His own stinking skin meant more to him than your whole family."

Fleamont agreed.

"I know," Coventina sighed. "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."

"Coventina!" gasped Pettigrew, and he flung his arms around Coventina's knees. "You- thank you, it's more than I deserve, thank you!"

Peter looks at the little devil spawn in the front. He was sure that she didn't helped him fot nothing. Then again, his future self deserve nothibg good.

"Get off me," Coventina throwing Pettigrew's hands off her in disgust.
"Do you think that I am helping you?" She spats with disgust.

"There are two other people that have things against you, you are not safe, Pettigrew. No, in fact," She chuckles.

"You are in danger."

"You know how to scare people." Aerys muses.

"Ah, of course I do."

Glances were sent toward Emrys and Achilles.

No one moved or made a sound except Pettigrew, whose breath was coming in wheezes as he clutched his chest. Sirius and Remina were looking at each other. Then, with one movement, they lowered their wands.

"What do you two think? Aelora, Anastacius." Sirius looked at the children that he once picked up in
his arms.

"Let's him rot in Azkaban till they decide to have their revenge." Aelora crossed her arms as she thought of her father and brother with Anastacius. Pettigrew was still wheezing behind him.

"Should have kill him."

"I agree." Regulus mumbles coldly.

"Very well," said Lupin. "Stand aside, Coventina." She frowned and glared down at Pettigrew. "Your existence is depisable." she whispered and walked away. "I'm going to tie him up," Said Remina to Sirius. Thin cords shot from Remina's wand this time, and next moment, Pettigrew was wriggling on
the floor, bound and gagged.

"But if you transform, Peter," growled Sirius, his own wand pointing at
Pettigrew too, "we will kill you. You agree, Coventina?" Coventina looked down at the pitiful figure on the floor and nodded so that Pettigrew could see her.

"What are they-"

She muttered, "Mobilicorpus." As though invisible strings were tied to Snape's wrists, neck, and knees, he was pulled into a standing position, head still lolling unpleasantly, like grotesque puppet. He hung a few inches above the ground, his limp feet dangling. Remina picked up the Invisibility Cloak and tucked it safely into his pocket.

"Oh."

"And two of us should be chained to this," said Sirius, nudging Pettigrew
with his toe. "Just to make sure."
"I'll do it," said Remina. "And me,"
said Antares coldly limping forward.

Sirius conjured heavy manacles from thin air; soon Pettigrew was upright
again, left arm chained to Remina's right, right arm to Antares's left. Crookshanks leapt lightly off the bed
and led the way out of the room, his bottlebrush tail held jauntily high.

Coventina picked up Aamon, "Hmfp, you must be so sick because of that silthy bat's blood." She whispered sweetly before looking behind her.

"Ma'am is caring about her familiar than humans." Draco pouts.

"You always lived in the end." Coventina rolles his eyes yet many had to agree. Draco Malfoy had one of the fucking luck.

"Father...when will you show
yourself?" She thought.