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Author's Note: Welcome to my story, Love is Immortal. I had this posted before, but took it down because looking back on it, I'm not very happy with some of the sentence structure, so I'm doing some major edits to it. I also lost inspiration for writing it, I hadn't written any more for over a year. But I think once I get what I have of it posted, I'll be ready to write it again. For all those who have already read this story, you don't need to reread it again, but if you do, please review so I can get as many reviews as I had before. For all new readers, I would love to hear feedback from you too!
Chapter Notes: I realize that I made Peter rather different in this story than he was in canon, but I think there was more to J.K.'s Peter than met the eye. I know I made him a little bit insane, but that's always how I've written him. So I'm aware of the characterization.
Love is Immortal
Chapter 1: Confrontation in the Shrieking Shack
"On three, Remus?" said Sirius Black. He and Remus Lupin were getting ready to force Peter Pettigrew into his human form. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were looking on with anxious faces, and an unconscious Severus Snape was also in the room. Harry and his two friends had knocked him out with the expelliarmus charm.
"I'm ready, Sirius," said Remus. "One, two, three!"
There was a burst of blue light, and all of a sudden, Scabbers the rat turned into a man. He had watery blue eyes and a bald patch on his head. He was a very short, plump man, and his eyes darted all around the room, immediately looking for an exit.
"Hello, Peter," said Remus in a casual voice. "Long time, no talk. Isn't that right?"
"R-R-Remus! S-S-Sirius! My old f-f-friends!" Peter Pettigrew stammered. "H-H-how nice to see you!"
"Don't give me that bullshit," sneered Sirius in a dangerous voice. "We're having a little chat, all of us here, if you'd have the decency to join us."
"Yes, we are," said Remus, still in that casual voice. "We're having a little chat about the night James and Lily were murdered."
"I s-s-swear, it wasn't me!" squeaked Peter. "It was S-S-Sirius Black, the spy! He even l-l-laughed about it afterwards!"
"That may be," said Remus, "but how are you still alive? Witnesses say you were killed in the explosion."
"I h-h-hid for all these years because I was s-s-scared!" squealed Peter. "I k-k-knew he'd come back and try to k-k-kill me again!"
"How dare you!" Sirius snarled. "You think you can fool Remus, but oh, no, you bloody well can't! You, Peter, are a bastard!"
"Language, Sirius," said Remus. "There are children in the room."
"Y-Y-You killed Lily and James!" Peter shouted. "You were their Secret Keeper!"
"Don't play games with me, Pettigrew!" shouted Sirius. "Admit it, you coward! We switched Secret Keepers! You turned them over to Voldemort, didn't you?"
"Don't say the Dark Lord's name!" yelled Pettigrew.
Hermione suddenly let out an "Oh!"
"What is it, Hermione?" said Ron.
"Only Death Eaters call You-Know-Who the Dark Lord," Hermione chirped. "That means that Peter ..."
"I told you she's the smartest witch of her age," said Remus fondly. "I'm afraid you've been caught out, Peter."
All the color drained from Peter Pettigrew's face. Sirius let out a hysterical laugh. "Not very smart, are you, Wormtail?" he cackled. "Can't even deny it without slipping up!"
All of a sudden, Peter's face changed. He still looked scared, but there was also anger on his face, and when he next spoke, no stutter came from his mouth.
"You know what?" he shouted. "I don't deny it, Black! Because did you know, back in those days, I had feelings too! Yes, I joined because I was scared, but do you know why else I joined? I was damn jealous of you! I'm not smart like you and Remus, not like James was! When we did the Animagus transformation, guess who took the longest to get it? Me! And guess who always laughed at me and picked on me and then declared it was all in good humor? You two and James! When we took Polyjuice Potion at the end of our sixth year and we all pretended to be each other, EVERYONE TALKED TO ME WHEN I WAS YOU, AND IGNORED ME WHEN I WAS ME! AND JAMES POTTER GOT EVERYTHING, I KILLED HIM to get revenge, to get revenge on him!"
"You're mad, Pettigrew! Absolutely barking!" bellowed Sirius
"I'm not finished!" spat Peter with equal venom. "And then you, Sirius Black, the one who always laughed at me for being pathetic Peter, you're so damn predictable that I knew exactly what you were going to do. I waited for you, and when you showed up, we had that chase, and then I blew up the street and yelled that you'd betrayed Lily and James. You always think you have the best plans, but this one blew up in your face! So when the street blew up and you stood there laughing like a madman, you were playing right into my hands! I had you, Black, I had you! You'd be going to hell on Earth for all the hell you put me through! This time, I'd have the last laugh!"
"How could you not tell us, Peter?" croaked Remus, looking shell-shocked. "How could you not tell us for all those years that that was how you were feeling? We were your friends, Peter! How could you throw that all away for a bunch of murderers? How could you stoop down to that level?"
"The Dark Lord accepted me for who I was," said Peter. "And friends are supposed to know each other's feelings without them telling you. How many years were we friends, Remus? Ten years! A decade! And you and Sirius were so stupid not to know! You call me pathetic? Look at yourselves!"
Sirius lunged at Peter, but Remus held him back. "You filthy rat!" he snarled angrily. "You think murdering James, Lily, and Harry was the answer to your problems? You pathetic piece of scum! We never should have been your friend! You sonuvabitch! How dare you! HOW DARE YOU!"
"Calm down, Sirius," said Remus in a controlled voice. "We'll take care of Peter."
Harry, Ron, and Hermione were all looking extremely surprised at the turn of events. Harry couldn't believe what he had just heard. Just because Peter had had problems with the three other Marauders certainly didn't call for murder and imprisonment in Azkaban, and for Remus to be completely alone! Harry thought this man was disgusting. If anyone deserved Azkaban, it was Peter Pettigrew.
Suddenly, Hermione said, "Professor Snape's stirring!"
Peter tried to transform back, but there was an "Oh no you don't, Pettigrew!" from Sirius, and he quickly cast an anti-transformation charm on him. This meant that no matter what, Peter couldn't transform. Another horrible laugh escaped Sirius's lips. "You won't be going anywhere tonight, Peter," he said softly.
Severus Snape slowly sat up, looking around the Shack. His face looked shocked as he looked at Peter. "Pettigrew?" he mumbled. "What are you doing here?"
"Believe me, he's just given us the whole diatribe of why he felt it was okay to murder Lily, James, and Harry, and throw Sirius into hell for twelve years," said Remus, anger coursing through his words.
"And you really think I should believe you had nothing to do with it, Black?" Snape said, a sneer forming on his face.
"Please, Professor," said Hermione timidly, "Sirius had nothing to do with it. It was all Peter."
"Didn't I tell you to shut your mouth, you stupid little girl?" snarled Snape. "It doesn't matter at this point whether it was Pettigrew or Black. The fact is that you, Weasley, and Potter are in the company of a mass murderer, not to mention a werewolf ..."
"Listen here, Snape," growled Sirius. "There's nothing wrong with Remus. And don't yell at the girl; the fact is, she was the one who caught Peter out by hearing him call Voldemort "The Dark Lord.""
There was a shudder from Ron and Hermione at the sound of the name, and Pettigrew screamed, "Don't say his name!"
"Oh shut up, Pettigrew!" snapped Sirius. "Afraid of your precious Master's name, are you?"
"ENOUGH!" Snape roared. "We're going to Dumbledore, all of us! We're going to sort this entire rubbish out! Pettigrew, if it was you, then you're going to confess! Black, you imbecile, no matter what happens, you'll never be innocent in my eyes. We all know you're capable of murder anyway."
"Please, Severus," Remus said calmly. "That happened years and years ago. Can't we just leave that alone?"
"No!" Snape shouted. "Black had you ready to kill me! But very well, let's go, NOW!"
"I want to get rid of this little piece of filth first!" said Sirius, pointing at Peter. "Let's kill this little sonuvabitch before he deems it okay to murder anyone else!"
"No!" Harry suddenly screamed. "No, Sirius, don't!"
"Harry," said Sirius, "this filth here is the reason you have no parents. This vermin ..."
"I know," said Harry heavily. "But I don't think my parents would want you to become a killer, just for Peter. We'll take him back to the castle, he can confess, and then he can go to Azkaban."
"Well," said Sirius, "you're the one who should get the right to decide. You're a better person than me, believe me there."
Peter looked half-insane as he stared at Harry. "That's fine!" he shouted. "I'll confess! I'll go to Azkaban and then one of the Dark Lord's followers will break us out! Oh, the Dark Lord will return, and I will be at his side!"
"You're barking mad," said Remus, and Sirius snorted. "Very well. But believe me, you're not going to get out of there. You can rot away, for all I care. Oh, do any of you have the time?"
"It's eight o'clock," Hermione said promptly.
"Oh!" Remus exclaimed. "I should stay here. I'm about to transform, and I didn't take my potion tonight. I'm not safe. All of you, get out, quickly!"
Everything went into action. "Stupefy!" said Sirius, pointing his wand at Peter, and he slumped forward, unconscious.
"What does that spell do?" asked Ron curiously.
"Oh, we haven't learned it yet, but I've read about it," explained Hermione. "It's called the Stunning spell. It makes whoever it's cast on unconscious until they're woken up again with the Enervate spell."
"Oh," said Ron. Sirius then used a spell that caused ropes to shoot out of his wand, and they were bound to Peter. Sirius and Remus shook hands, smiling at each other. "Good luck tonight, mate," Sirius said. Ron thanked the werewolf for healing his leg; he had studied healing a lot over the years. Then he, Peter, Snape, Harry, Ron, and Hermione made their way down the stairs. As they made their way back to the school, they heard the sound of growling and howling. "That'll be Remus," said Sirius. "I hope he fares well tonight."
"That mongrel will be fine, Black," said Snape.
"Close your mouth, Snivellus, or I'll shut it for you!" said Sirius angrily.
"Please don't fight, you two," Hermione pleaded.
"Not one more word, Granger!" Snape warned. Hermione snapped her mouth shut.
There was no one in the halls, which was a good thing, because they didn't have time to stop and talk. When they got to Dumbledore's office, he and Cornelius Fudge, who was also there, were extremely surprised to see them. It was the first time Harry had seen the Headmaster with pure shock on his face as he saw Sirius Black and Peter Pettigrew along with the trio and Snape.
"Please explain, Sirius." were his first words.
Sirius launched into the explanation. He told Dumbledore and Fudge about all three Marauders becoming Animagi for Remus all those years ago, even though he was scared of what the Minister might do to him. Would he throw him back in Azkaban for doing something illegal?
Once he was done talking, he revived Peter. Peter gave his little speech that he had given in the Shrieking Shack. When he had finished, Cornelius Fudge's mouth hung open in shock. After a few moments, he finally spoke.
"Well, that is an extraordinary confession," he said. "Peter Pettigrew, you are hereby arrested for the murder of Lily and James Potter and the attempted murder of Harry Potter. You are also charged with the murder of twelve innocent muggles and the framing of an innocent man, Sirius Black. Sirius Black, you are hereby freed from all the charges you were arrested for twelve years ago. You will be given fifty thousand galleons compensation from the Ministry as an apology. But you will need to pay five thousand of that back for becoming an illegal Animagus. Pettigrew, you will also be asked to pay that fine. Sirius, you will need to register as soon as possible."
"Thank you, Fudge," said Sirius. "I can do that. I'm glad I'm free now, although I'll never get twelve years of my life back. And I can pay the fine; I'm just glad you're not throwing me back in Azkaban."
"It doesn't seem fair, somehow," said Fudge. "It doesn't seem right to put you back in there after being there for twelve years for something you didn't do. As far as getting that part of your life back, I'm sorry, but that's all we can do. Come along, Pettigrew. You will be held at the Ministry tonight, and tomorrow, you will be escorted to Azkaban."
Sirius felt very relieved. He'd rather pay all the galleons in the world than spend another day in Azkaban with the dementors.
"Fine," squeaked Pettigrew. "But Fudge, you will not win! The Dark Lord shall return!"
"Shut your filthy mouth, Pettigrew!" snarled Sirius.
Fudge laughed. "The Dark Lord is dead, Pettigrew. Now let's go!"
Peter gave Sirius a horrible look before he was led out the door by Fudge. Harry, Ron, Hermione, Dumbledore, and Snape were left in the room.
"Is Remus in the Shack still?" asked Dumbledore.
"Yes, he is," said Snape. "Being a wolf. The imbecile forgot to take his potion tonight."
"Now, now, Severus," Dumbledore chided. "Tonight has been an extraordinary night for all of us."
Snape looked furious. His school enemy was getting free! After all the years of wanting Sirius Black to be rotting away, he was actually getting free!
"If that is all, you may go, Severus," Dumbledore said. "And thank you for looking into the situation in the Shack. That was very commendable of you."
"Yes, Headmaster," Snape said angrily. He got out of his chair, stalked to the door, glowered at Sirius, and left.
"So," said Sirius, "what happens now? Has anyone told you, Harry, that I'm your godfather?"
"Yes, I did find that out," Harry answered.
"Well," said Sirius, "how would you like to come and live with me? I could find a house somewhere; I still have plenty of money left over from my account from before I went to Azkaban. Now, I have forty-five thousand extra galleons from the Ministry. You can be my housemate, that is, if you'd like to live with me. If you're happy with the Dursleys, that's fine as well."
"Me, live with you?" Harry exclaimed, his face splitting into a wide grin. "Me, leave the Dursleys? Oh, that would be wonderful!"
Dumbledore smiled warmly. "That can definitely be arranged," he said. "But I do have one thing to tell you. There is only a week before school ends, and Sirius and I will have to finalize some things before he becomes your legal guardian. So I am afraid you will have to go back to the Dursleys for about the first week of summer, but then Sirius will come and pick you up and take you with him."
Harry's spirits dampened a little at this, but if the end result was living with Sirius, he could deal with the Dursleys for one more week. "Okay," he said. "I can live with that."
"Oh, please, Albus, can't you let him stay here until everything's finalized?" Sirius whined.
Dumbledore shook his head. "I'm sorry, Sirius, but that's not possible. No student is allowed to stay at Hogwarts over the summer, you know that."
"Yes, I know, I was just hoping," said Sirius. "But I suppose if Harry's okay with it, it'll have to do."
"Good," Dumbledore grinned.
"Oh, did I not tell you, Harry?" Sirius smiled. "It was me who bought you the Firebolt."
"See, I told you!" said Hermione loudly.
"Yeah, but it wasn't jinxed, was it?" muttered Ron.
"You've got a smart friend there, Harry," said Sirius. "As Mad-Eye Moody always says, CONSTANT VIGILANCE!"
"Who's Mad-eye Moody?" asked Harry.
"Oh, I'll tell you about him later," said Sirius. "Anyway, how did you like that broom?"
Harry grinned at Sirius. "I love it," he exclaimed happily. "Thank you so much!"
"No problem," Sirius grinned.
Dumbledore smiled gently at the two of them.
"Professor Dumbledore?" said Hermione.
"Yes, Miss Granger?"
"As well as can be expected," the Headmaster answered, his expression turning sad. "With Buckbeak's death, he is very upset. I'm sure he would appreciate it if the three of you visited him tomorrow."
"We will," said Harry.
"Good," said Dumbledore. "And I would just like to stress to the three of you that what you did tonight was very foolish. Because of the circumstances, I am not going to take any points, but I just want to remind you how dangerous Sirius Black could have been. The fact that you were in the same room as Peter Pettigrew, who admitted to murdering a lot of people, and didn't get hurt was very fortunate. I would like to ask you to never allow yourselves to be in that kind of situation again, if you can help it."
"Yes, Professor," said Hermione earnestly, Harry and Ron echoing her. "We're sorry."
"It's all right," said Dumbledore. "Just as long as you three know. You all could have been killed tonight. It was a good thing that Severus was there."
Ron looked like he was about to make a disparaging comment, but Hermione gave him a warning look and he closed his mouth.
"What's going to happen to Sirius now?" Harry asked.
"Well, I'll give him a room in the castle," Dumbledore answered. "He can stay here for the time being. Now, I think it's time for you three to go to your dorms. You can visit with Sirius tomorrow after classes are over. After all, there must be plenty to catch up on."
"There is," said Sirius, patting Harry's shoulder. "Farewell, Harry, Ron, Hermione. Get a good night's sleep." As much as he wanted to talk to Harry all night long, he could tell the boy was exhausted.
"Goodbye, Sirius," said Hermione.
"See ya, Sirius," said Harry. "Wow, I have a godfather!"
"Yes, you do," smiled Sirius. "And you'll be leaving the Dursleys to come live with me. I'll tell you everything you want to know about your parents."
"Thank you," said Harry, and with a light heart, he, Ron, and Hermione left the office. Wow, he thought silently to himself. I have a godfather! I HAVE A GODFATHER!
"You're a happy boy, aren't you, Harry?" Hermione asked.
"Yes, I am." he answered as they made their way back to their dormitory.