A/N: Here's the first out-take from Bitten in the Moonlight. This is Peter being approached by the Death Eaters. Takes place after Unpredictable Choices. Enjoy!

Peter and the Death Eaters

Peter's POV

Chocolate isn't worth this, I thought as a Tripping Jinx hit me from behind, causing me to land on the floor with a bang.

I'd gone down to the kitchens because I was hungry, it wasn't after curfew so I didn't have to worry about sneaking about and I hadn't expected to run into anyone. The others were still up in the dorm working on a Charms essay with Lily and Severus had gone to the Slytherin Common Room.

Unfortunately, I'd made it to the corridor where the kitchens were and then someone had hit me from behind. I picked myself up off the floor and turned around, hiding the part of me that wanted to run and hide behind James and Sirius. I was a Gryffindor, I was meant to be brave.

Once I turned, I saw Crouch stood in front of me with two other Slytherins behind him. He had his wand out pointed towards me but he didn't shoot anything else at me.

"What's a little Gryffindor like you doing here?" He asked tauntingly, moving his wand and watching as I flinched.

"N-None of your business," I told him, inwardly cursing my stutter and hoping, pointlessly, that he hadn't noticed.

"Really?" He drawled. "Tell me, Pettigrew, what's to stop me cursing you right now?"

I grabbed my wand out of my pocket and pointed it at him. Instead of looking frightened or even slightly worried, Crouch gave my wand an amused glance and then looked back at me.

"I'll make you an offer," he said, stepping forwards and waving at the other two to leave. Once they'd gone he smiled at me, but it was the smile a shark might give you before ripping your arm off and his eyes remained hard. "My Lord needs spies and you're in the perfect position to be one. Will you join us?"

My mind flashed back to what Severus had said the other morning about Crouch approaching the Slytherins about recruiting for Lord Voldemort; a wizard who wanted to destroy anyone without pure blood.

"I don't want anything to do with you!" I exclaimed, thinking of Lily and how nice she'd been to me. She'd be one of his first victims. The oath I swore to the other Marauders echoed around my head and gave me strength.

"Don't be so hasty," Crouch smirked at me. "The choice is simple; join me or die. I can't kill you tonight, but I can tell my Lord all about you and your little friends."

"I swore to stand against the Dark," I retorted stubbornly, raising my wand at him. The bottom of my wand was glowing just like it had when I'd taken my oath and it gave me the confidence I needed to stare at Crouch threateningly. "Even if I die."

Crouch laughed, not in the slightest threatened. "You think a simple Lumos will scare me? Why don't you try some real spells?"

I dodged a Blasting Curse and some other hex that I didn't know before I was hit by something else. I felt like I'd been hit in the stomach repeatedly by someone wearing high-heels. Crouch chuckled darkly and moved to stand over where I was sat against the wall, winded.

Before he could do anything there was the sound of footsteps and a Hufflepuff prefect started coming over to us. He must have just come out of his Common Room and seen us.

"What's going on here?" He demanded.

"Nothing," Crouch sent a nasty glare at me. "Peter here fell; I was just giving him a hand up."

The prefect watched suspiciously as Crouch leant down and helped me to my feet. It was torture to stand up straight but thanks to the hold Crouch had on my arm I had no chance of slouching. He then helped me hobble out of the corridor and out of the view of the prefect.

"If you're not my ally, you're my enemy," he whispered sinisterly in my ear. "Remember that, Pettigrew."

Crouch didn't even pause in his walk as he let go of the hold he had on me and let me fall to the floor. Without looking back, he continued on and turned the corner. I breathed a sigh of relief that he'd gone and checked the time; I had a few minutes until curfew to get back to Gryffindor Tower.

I sighed loudly and heaved myself off of the floor and into a slouch that I could walk in without pain. As I walked I cast the healing spells that I knew on my stomach and thanked Merlin when the pain faded to the feeling of a few day of bruise.

I straightened up and stepped into the Common Room, waving at Remus and Lily who were sat by the fire before continuing up to the dorm. I could move easily with the pain now, I was used to acting unhurt when I was injured because of all the years of hanging out with a werewolf and hiding the evidence from teachers.

Sirius and James grinned at me as I walked in and began an endless stream of chatter that caused me to grin. It felt like I was being completely accepted and I wondered briefly why anyone would want to join a wizard like Voldemort if they had friends like mine.

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