Harry Potter: Love's Second Chance

"The day you are sitting in my old Azkaban cell will be the happiest day of my life," Sirius said. "Can you think of the horrors you have done in your Master's name. What you did to James and Lily? Can you imagine reliving those memories day after day? That's what you have in store for the remainder of your life."

"And then it gets worse for him," The cheery voice of the Goddess of Love came through to Harry and Hermione. "Another Death Eater for Death to enjoy. I don't think Pettigrew will last long in Azkaban though."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because I saw Death just now starting to put together a room filled with mouse traps," Miranda replied. "He was whistling merrily away as he did it."

Harry got an image in his mind of a skeleton wearing a cloak sitting on the floor of a room setting out mousetraps, his scythe lying beside him.

"Oh he only uses the skeleton look when he wants to terrify people," Miranda said. "He's actually quite handsome. I've tried to set him up several times with Trareatha."

"Who's Trareatha?" Hermione asked and then thought better of it. "Maybe knowing the love lives of gods and goddesses isn't the best thing."

"Oh pooh," Miranda said. "Tareatha is the Goddess of the Winds."

"But…but I thought it was a GOD of…oh never mind," Hermione said as she mentally swore that she'd throw away every single mythology book in her collection when she got a chance.

"Yes well how would you like to be teased all the time about 'breaking wind'? Poor dear, she won't even come to any of our gatherings any more. That's why I always thought Death would be good for her. He wouldn't let those idiots pick on her. Now you need to get back to your conversation before you're missed.

Harry and Hermione realized that they had been silent for too long, but they soon realized that Sirius was still speaking to Wormtail. "…James and Lily trusted you, we were your friends. You betrayed us, you betrayed Harry and you betrayed everyone in letting Voldemort return."

"Yes well, I think we need to turn Peter over to the authorities now," Dumbledore said.

"Of course Albus," Sirius replied.

When Sirius had vanished from the mirror, Dumbledore turned to Harry and Hermione. After putting up a privacy charm between them and Pettigrew he said. "I understand you have had concerns with my modifying the memories of people but I hope you understand why I did it. Now I plan on removing this interrogation and the reason for Pettigrew being in the castle from his memories. If that Diadem is what I think it is, it must not become part of public records. I just ask that you allow me to explain tomorrow morning. "

Harry glanced at Hermione and wanted to smile but held it in check. After a quick mental agreement she nodded to him. "Till tomorrow sir."

Dumbledore sighed in relief. He'd expected Harry and Hermione to argue. He hoped it was a sign that maybe all was not lost in them trusting him. He turned back to Peter and after a few seconds of concentration, he brought his wand up and said. "Obliviate."

Peter's eyes lost focus for a few seconds and then flew open wide as he looked around the office. "Harry Potter? Dumbledore? How? What?" He looked down at his arm. "What happened to my hand?" He cried out in horror.

"Good evening Peter," Dumbledore said. "We are about to call the Ministry. As for your hand, it tried to kill you," He nodded at the silver puddle on the floor before looking again at Pettigrew whose eyes had followed his. "I think the trauma from that seems to have caused you some troubles."

The rest of the evening went quickly as Dumbledore contacted Amelia Bones at her home. She was not pleased to be disturbed at home twice in one day, but when she was told what it was concerning, she immediately went into action. She knew to have Pettigrew, the one responsible for the return of Voldemort on trial would be a huge matter for the Ministry. She fully expected the Minister of Magic to pull out all the strings for a public trial to show the Ministry was acting quickly in dealing with matters. In less than twenty minutes, Bones, Scrimgeour and four other Aurors were in Dumbledore's office.

"So Mr. Potter and Miss Granger spotted a rat with a silver claw and suspected it was Pettigrew?" Madam Bones asked.

"Yes Amelia," Dumbledore replied. "I wanted to ask him some questions..."

"You should have waited Albus," Rufus Scrimgeour remarked. "We have expert interrogators."

"Yes, I apologize, but I wanted to know why he was in my castle, to know if there were additional Death Eaters to be concerned about," Dumbledore lied very convincingly.

"And what did he tell you?"

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