"BRING ME THE POTTERS ..." This cry echoed through the whole of Great Britain and through all the heads of the Death Eaters. No one could escape the Dark Lord's reputation. Peter heard the voice too, getting louder and louder. He sat in his house not far from Godric's Hollow and got ready, ready to finally fulfill the promise he made to the Dark Lord when he was still a teacher at Hogwarts. To tell him one day where James was hiding. The price for this little piece of information was really higher than the value itself. Because Vorlost immediately made sure that the Slytherins left him, stupid little Peter, in peace and that he could get through the school years without any problems. Now the Dark Lord would ask for his troubles. Peter was trembling with tension. Since Vorlost had left school after his first year at school, he had only seen him again at the convened Death Eater meetings and therefore he was glad.To look into his eyes, those dark blue eyes, that wasn't something for any wizard. Nobody but Albus Dumbledore himself seemed to be able to resist those eyes.

Sirius suddenly startled. A cold breeze had drawn through his bedroom and he tried desperately to make out the place where it came from. But nothing was to be seen anywhere, all doors and windows were closed. Sirius got up with a soft sigh, then looked around. How long had it been since the Marauders split up? Was it weeks or even years? Remus was definitely mad at him for not letting him take part in the conversation between Peter, Lily, James and himself. But Remus was simply not allowed to be there, as Sirius didn't want to put him in unnecessary danger, because what would be discussed there could have put the friend in dire straits in an emergency. Somehow Sirius regretted now that he let Peter be used as their secret keeper only with the knowledge of Peter, James and Lily.What if Peter wasn't as stupid as they all thought? Sirius dismissed that thought and went back to sleep.

Peter grew more and more impatient. He felt the dark mark on his skin begin to burn. He was here in a moment, the Dark Lord. He was about to claim his promise. Peter's entire body trembled in anticipation of what was to come.

A door shattered on the lower floor and voices could be heard. But when Peter looked up there was only the Dark Lord himself smiling at him while his eyes just glowed. Peter knew what was coming now, he held out the arm with the Dark Mark to Voldemort and immediately closed his eyes because of the pain. “So you haven't betrayed me, but you know where the Potters are?” The Dark Lord's voice filled Peter's entire body with a shudder.

"Yes ... my lord ..." Peter's voice was just a beep. "I w-know where James and L-lily are ... Sirius asked you m-me to be appointed as Secret Keeper because you, oh my lord, would never expect me to be the Secret Keeper of the Potters."" That's true ... "A smile suddenly played around the Dark Lord's lips. So Sirius Black had tried again, as in all the years before, to deceive him. But for the first time it had not been Black, who had the ace up his sleeve, but himself. He Tom Vorlost Riddle, the Dark Lord, leader of the Death Eaters and the heir of Slytherin and not this cheeky, know-it-all Black who fought against him and even made sure that Dumbledore fired him from school at the end of Black's first year.

Sirius woke up again. Someone had just thought of him, someone very dark, someone very dangerous. He wiped the sweat from his forehead. At the last moment he had really seen Voldemort's face before his eyes. He wasn't ... "... looking for Lily and James ..." Sirius shouted the last words, but they went unheard on the walls of his bedroom.Sirius had never jumped out of bed as fast as now, he dressed in a flash, pulled out his wand and was about to make up for Hogsmeade, and then run to Hogwarts and sweeten Dumbledore for the exact whereabouts of Lily and James and that asking little Harry when he suddenly paused. Would Dumbledore even believe that he had appointed Peter as a Secret Keeper? Or would he see it as a trap just to keep the headmaster safe? After all, Sirius had been brought into connection with Voldemort often enough during his school years at Hogwarts, whether intentionally or unintentionally, and the fact that Sirius had been sent to Gryffindor by the Sorting Hat apparently ages ago did not help, because Gryffindors were now one of them Followers of Voldemort.

"GODRIC'S HOLLOW ..." Voldemort cursed himself inwardly. Why hadn't he figured it out himself?There was no better place to hide someone from a Slytherin. Although that was fitting, because at the height of his power even the good powers of the Gryffindor would no longer be able to stop the Dark Lord. "You stay here and keep quiet about the fact that we saw each other ... otherwise ..." Voldemort made a movement that was only too clear for Peter and he immediately took a few steps back from his master and master as he looked at him. "I will b-stay here and s-say nothing to anyone, my lord ..." Peter nodded eagerly to reaffirm his benevolence. This seemed to be enough for Voldemort, because he disappeared as quickly as he came.

"I have to see Peter ... I have to warn him." Sirius was suddenly in a hurry. He disaparated and appeared in front of Peter's house shortly after Voldemort disappeared. It seemed extremely quiet here, because not a bird could be heard and the insects and other animals that normally should have shown themselves at this time of day had also disappeared.Fearful, Sirius now entered Peter's house and surprisingly discovered him with a book in hand, sitting in front of the fireplace. "You read?" Sirius looked at him very skeptically. "" S-sirius ... w-how are you h-here d-then ... well me, I'm just looking at this old F-photo album of u-us and d-the others. "" You don't normally stutter like that ... is something wrong? "Sirius slowly stepped closer to Peter and looked at him carefully." You're not hiding something from me, are you? "" No, n-of course n-not, Sirius? W-we are f-f-friends. You. James, Remus, Lily and I ... friends, you see Sirius? "" What did you do ... "Sirius suddenly grabbed Peter by the collar and pulled him out of the chair." Come on, speak or should I put one of the unforgivable curses on your neck. "But before Sirius got an answer from Peter, Peter suddenly turned into the little rat, hopped off the chair and ran through Sirius' legs and out the door."A very beautiful house ..." Voldemort clapped his hands in appreciation before the door to the Potters' house suddenly burst. James had already expected him, or rather he had known he was coming. Clutching his wand tightly, he turned directly to the Dark Lord, he had to be quick and not be allowed to show fear and kill the other in an emergency.

"Damn rat, I'll get you ..." Sirius ran after the little rat, but quickly realized that he would only have a chance as an animal and catch up with Peter. So then finally four paws hit the asphalt behind the little rat, which led Sirius far away from Godric's Hollow and far away from what was going to happen there.

"You will never win Voldemort, in the end we will triumph over you and your Death Eaters and the world will be peaceful again ..." James' voice sounded determined as never before. "It's a shame you won't experience that anymore ..." Voldemort gave James his best and friendliest smile, then pointed his wand at him."Die ... Potter ..." The flash of green light could be seen from afar, but disappeared as quickly as it came.

Sirius suddenly got a stab in his heart and he paused for a few seconds. This gave Peter a huge head start and so Peter was finally able to hide under a wicker basket in a small market alley, while the first Muggles who did their morning shopping walked past him.

Lily also felt a sting in her heart, but she knew what caused it. The Dark Lord had murdered her so beloved husband, her so beloved James, and he was about to come up to her. "Harry ..." Lily ran quickly into the bedroom. Little Harry was still sleeping peacefully in his nursery, he didn't seem to have noticed the green flash of light outside, his breathing was that of a child's calm and his face was rosy, as if he was having a beautiful dream.

The footsteps of Voldemort on the stairs could not be heard and yet Lily knew that he would appear soon.She gave Harry a tender kiss in which she put all her motherly love and then arm herself with her wand.

Sirius quickly realized that Peter had lured him into a trap, because among these many Muggles he would not be able to catch him or even destroy him. With clumsy steps he passed the wicker basket and pretended not to notice the little rat.

"Take me but let my son live ..." Lily's voice trembled with tension and fear. She knew she hadn't the slightest chance against Voldemort. But she had to try. Harry just couldn't let anything happen. He was all of her pride.

Suddenly Peter became very restless and crawled out from under the wicker basket. What he did then, however, Sirius would probably never be able to understand, because Peter suddenly turned back and then ran into an even narrower alley. It all happened so quickly that the Muggles hadn't even noticed Peter's transformation.Whereby who was interested in a short, running, plump guy?

Lily had picked up Harry now and backed away from Voldemort. She could still jump out of the window and flee from him. However, that didn't seem so advisable, because under Harry's nursery window was the staircase leading to the back cellar door. You'd definitely land hard. But wasn't the risk here less than simply looking at the real messenger of death?

Sirius cursed himself softly. Why hadn't he been able to tie Peter to the chair with some kind of spell? Now he had to run after this little rat. Shortly before he reached the narrower alley, he turned back too. Peter seemed to be waiting for him. He sat smiling angrily at