Traitorous-Friend-Indeed (V) [Chapter 296]

“Please… Please… Let me go…” Pettigrew moaned in pain. To be honest, Harry wanted to do extremely horrible things to the traitorous bastard, but he was simply getting tired of all this torture. He simply wanted to kill the man and get over with it, but a part of him wanted him to break the man. “James wouldn’t want this…” Pettigrew rasped out painfully.

“You dare!” Sirius snarled in rage and punched the man in anger. “You dare use his name!!” Sirius screamed again and continued to rain down blows on his former friend. He was bleeding from both of his knuckles but he was way too angry to notice that. “You don’t get to use his name!” Sirius screamed before he finally stopped hitting the rotund man. Peter slowly slumped forward with his head hanging.

“Did he die?” Sirius asked mutely as he slowly turned around to look at Harry.

“No. He isn’t dead yet, but he is going to die soon if he doesn’t receive any treatment” Harry answered offhandedly. |Is there a reason to drag this anymore?| Harry asked his mother. Yes, he was the reason why Voldemort managed to find the Potters in the first place and a part of him was still mad about that, but Peter Pettigrew was just a sad and miserable existence.

Torture was well and good in his books, but surprisingly, torture was not something the man feared, at least, not truly… Peter would love to avoid all the torture and pain if he could help it, but it wasn’t strictly a requirement… However, there was something that truly terrified the man. Funnily enough, both the Master and the servant were afraid of the same thing. Peter Pettigrew was terrified of death.

If Peter could live the rest of his life as a rat, then he would happily give up on his human form without a second thought as long as he could keep living…

His fear of death was what led him to join Voldemort. He knew in which direction the wind was blowing and decided to join the winning side. Alas, everything went sideways when Sybill Trelawney spouted the Prophecy and the grease stain decided to run off to his Master and babble what he had managed to overhear. Peter might have hated spending the next years as a rat in hiding, but he would take that any day over death.

|...Is there something else you want to do?| Lily asked, wondering if her son was getting bored. To be honest, she wanted him to keep torturing Pettigrew, but it stopped being fun some time ago. The continuous begging was starting to grate on her nerves too even though she refused to admit that. |Fine! Deal with him so that we can move on to better things| Lily relented with a huff.

“Then shouldn’t we get him some treatment?” Sirius asked as he continued to glare at his former friend. It was obvious that even though he was tired, he wanted to beat the bastard a bit more.

“No. I think it’s about time we gave him what he fears the most…” Harry trailed off with a casual tone, earning a questioning look from his Godfather. “-death” Harry answered the unasked question.

“So soon? Don’t you want to torture him any more?” Sirius asked, looking confused. From what he could understand, his Godson loved torturing anyone who made the mistake of angering him and now his Godson wanted to kill the traitor this early?

“For your information, I don’t like torturing anyone. It is simply the means to an end. I prefer to kill anyone who gets in my way and be done with it” Harry answered while he waved his hand dismissively. “Even then, I don’t like killing, but people simply keep getting in my way” Harry finished with a scowl. Meanwhile, Sirius simply gaped at his Godson wondering if his Godson was listening to himself, shovelling all that bullshite.

“Really? Then what about the War you are planning to start? Nobody is planning to get in your way, instead, you are going out of your way to mess with them” Sirius accused.

“I said people, didn’t I?” Harry asked with a smirk as he slowly approached Pettigrew. His head was still hanging down and Harry was certain that the man was not for long in this world. He placed his hands on the sides of Peter’s head and raised his head so that he could look straight into his eyes… The man was out cold, but Harry wasn’t bothered by that. He pulled back his hand and slapped the man.

Peter didn’t wake up, which wasn’t surprising… So, Harry decided to use his Magic to force the man to wake up. Peter stirred before groggily opening his eyes. His whole face was a swollen mess and he was bleeding from all over his face, so it wouldn’t be a surprise if he could barely see. “Harry…” Peter managed to wheeze out.

It was obvious that his jaw was broken and his neck was probably fractured too. Harry placed his finger on his lips to prevent him from speaking anymore. After all, Harry didn’t want Peter to overexert himself and shorten his life in the process, instead, he simply wanted the man to listen. “Shhh… There is no need to push yourself. You are already dying…” Harry pointed out and he immediately noticed the terror in Pettigrew’s eyes.

However, Pettigrew was way too broken and injured to start struggling… He simply opened his mouth and tried to say something, but only blood trickled out of his mouth. His bodily functions were already starting to fail… “Isn’t that what you are afraid of the most?” Harry asked with an amused glint in his eyes. “In some ways, you are quite similar to your Master… Both of you are terrified of death” Harry finished.

For a moment, he relished the terror in Peter’s eyes before he snapped his neck… Peter’s body spasmed for the next few seconds before finally going still…

“Well… That’s that, I suppose” Sirius muttered while staring at the corpse of his former friend. “While I would have loved to torment him longer, I can’t say I am disappointed the way he died” Sirius shrugged. Harry was right… Peter was terrified of death. The fear was clear in his eyes just before Harry snapped his neck. “What are you going to do to the body?” Sirius asked curiously.

“I am going to give it to Amelia. The Ministry desperately needs a win right now” Harry answered after thinking for a bit…