Peter questioned his decisions so far, all of them. All of the horrible choices that led to this moment in time. First, a good one, being friends with James. As a child, their mom always asked him if they genuinely wanted to be friends with James, he was a family friend, she’d understand if they didn’t, but he did. He loved James, from when they were kids, through Hogwarts, all the way till now. And yet, they were about to betray him. Right this second, he was about to betray the man they called his friend. Right now he is on his way to tell the Dark Lord the location of James’ and his wife’s house. His wife! Oh, Lily! Such a brilliant witch! With a long promising career ahead of her! And her son! What will be of him? Should they turn around? Should he give up? Let the infant have his parents there for him, his stay-at-home dad taking care of him and his friends as his mom goes and becomes the wizarding world’s most famous name? No. No, you're so close don’t give up now! Come on, a few more steps and we’re there. We tell the Dark Lord, we leave. They kept stopping, he couldn’t do this, they couldn’t deliberately put one of his best friends in danger! And his infant son and wife! But he already had a plan, it was perfect. October 31st, Halloween, the night right after the full moon, Remus would be incapacitated, and Sirius would already be stressed. It was perfect, nothing could go wrong. Except one thing. Dumbledore, the old bitch that pressured him into being a spy. The old whack job that convinced James to make Peter the secret keeper. He knew they would crack; he knew. Dumbledore would be the only thing to get him caught, the only flaw in the plan. They’d have to fake their death; it is the only way. Sirius would never take veritaserum out of fear of outing himself and Remus and with no other way to prove it he’d get blamed. Only Dumbledore would be able to reveal him as the killer but if he was dead? Then he couldn’t. It was decided. They would tell the Dark Lord the location of the Potters that night, explain his plan, fake his own death, and then live freely.