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Prompt 13 - Materialised

Wolfstar June 13, word count 441

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“Well,” said Dumbledore, his face thoughtful. “That is quite the damning evidence on Mr Pettigrew’s part. “I would like to see the memory of your confrontation with Mr Pettigrew after Voldemort’s.”

Sirius shook in Remus’s arms as he relived the memory that slowly leaked from the corner of his eye. Dumbledore snatched it away with the tip of his wand and plunged it into the pensieve. Remus wanted to see what happened too, but Sirius was shaking so badly he didn’t want to leave him. 

“I’ll be fine, Remus. I want you to see it.” Sirius slowly slipped out of Remus’s arms and sat in one of the chairs before the headmaster’s desk. 

“If you need me, pull me out,” Remus said, squeezing his shoulder and moving to the pensive to join Dumbledore and McGonagall. He tilted his head forward and fell into the memory. 

The memory materialised on a crowded street somewhere in London. Sirius stood looking out at the sea of faces, looking for something, or someone. 

Remus knew when he’d spotted Peter, Sirius stilled, like a dog that’s found its prey. 

“Peter!!!” he called out in a soft, deadly voice, and Peter froze. 

The man who had been their friend turned to face Sirius, fear oozing from his body. Remus was certain if he’d been there, he’d have been able to smell it. 

“Si-Sirius! Wh-what are you doing here?” Peter stammered, his eyes flicking to anywhere but Sirius as he tried to find a way out. 

“To kill you, Peter!” Sirius growled. “To rid this world of a snivelling, traitorous, pathetic excuse for a wizard. You killed Lily and James! You killed your best friend! How dare you!”

“HOW COULD YOU BETRAY LILY AND JAMES, SIRIUS?!” Peter shouted loudly. Sirius’s brow creased at Peter’s words. “THEY WERE YOUR FRIENDS!!!” 

That’s when the spell hit him. Peter had overcooked it a bit, and Sirius blinked as he tried to fight off the cheering charm. He swayed on the spot, lifting his arm in uncertainty when the road suddenly blew apart. Remus watched as Peter severed his own finger, leaving it in the rubble before transforming into a rat and squeezing his fat body through the nearest grate, into the sewer below, as Sirius flung his head back, unable to fight the effects of the spell any longer, and laughed. 

Aurors apparated into the screaming, smoking mess and grabbed Sirius, heavy manacles appearing on his wrists as they began to drag him away, still laughing uncontrollably, his eyes screaming out the truth, but no one was paying attention. An Auror raised his wand at Sirius, and the memory went black. 

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Prompt 12 - Happiness

Wolfstar June 12, word count 611

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Remus looked up at the house before them. It was Lily and James’s house in Godric’s Hollow. He inhaled a jerky breath and almost grabbed Sirius’s hand when he walked towards the house before he remembered that Sirius was only a memory and that he couldn’t touch him. 

Together, he, McGonagall and Dumbledore followed the memory Sirius up to the house. He knocked once, and James opened the door, hurrying him in. 

“We’re ready,” James said, hugging Sirius close as Lily came through with Harry in her arms. 

“Look,” Sirius said, as he kissed Lily on the cheek. “I’ve had an idea. Everyone will know I am your secret keeper once the word gets out that you’ve gone into hiding. Shit like this doesn’t stay secret. So Voldemort’s forces will come after me, but what if I’m not the secret keeper? What if we pretend I am but use someone no one will ever guess we’d use?”

“Remus?” Lily asked, her face creased with concern. “Everyone will know he’d be our second choice.”

Remus felt a pang of shock hit him. They would have chosen him?

“I don’t know if we can trust him,” Sirius shook his head. 

“I don’t think you’re right,” James interjected. “Remus isn’t the spy; I just know it.”

“Dumbledore then?” Lily asked. Sirius shook his head. 

“No, this should stay between us, no outsiders, Marauders only.” James and Lily stared at him. “Peter!” he prompted, and he saw the moment it clicked. 

“But, Peter’s—”

“I know, that’s exactly why it’s such a good idea, because never in a million years will the other side think you’d choose Peter over me. I’ll go around pretending it is me, but secretly it will be Peter. A secret within a secret,” Sirius finished proudly. 

Lily and James conferred silently, worry so clear on their tired faces. 

“It just might work,” James said. 

“I don’t like it,” Lily told him, her voice almost pleading. 

“Look, we can trust Peter; he’s one of my oldest friends. We’ve been through it all.”

“Fine,” Lily sighed, not fighting James’s decision. “Go get him, and let’s get this over with.”

Sirius hugged them both again and ran out the door. 

The memory waved and swirled before coming back into focus an hour later, with both Sirius and Peter returned.  

Remus growled and started towards Peter, but McGonagall put her hand on his arm, and he stepped back. He knew he couldn’t hurt the memory Peter, but he’d at least like to try. 

“Honoured, really I am,” Peter was saying, his eyes shining with what Remus was sure they’d mistaken for happiness at being asked to do this extremely important task over Sirius, but Remus saw it for what it truly was: power and greed. Peter knew the power that was about to be bestowed upon him, and knowing now what he did with it, Remus rushed forward and swiped at Peter, but nothing happened; Remus’s hand passed through the memory of the man who was once his friend. 

The memory continued with James and Sirius helping Peter to cast the Fidelius charm and ended with James hugging Peter and thanking him for keeping his family safe. 

The memory swirled around them, and Remus stood from the pensieve, tears trailing down his cheeks. He turned to Sirius, who looked guilty as all hell. 

“I’m sorry,” he croaked, and Remus crossed the room and caught him up in his arms. 

“I forgive you,” Remus whispered into Sirius’s ear, and for a moment they grieved their friends, forgetting that McGonagall and Dumbledore were standing right behind them, because this was about them. This was about the Marauders. 

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