"We would." Remus finished Sirius' sentence, it felt just like when they were young when he was almost always able to know what his friend was thinking.
"No... please... you can't..." Peter looked around, his eyes nervously darting toward the young redhead. "Ron! Haven't I been a good friend? A good pet? You won't let them kill me, will you? I was your rat..."
Ron looked at the little man, disgust clearly visible on his face while drawing back and away from the murderer.
Peter now turned toward Hermione, "Sweet girl. Clever girl. Surely you won't let them..."
That was enough, Remus could not let this go on, he pulled out his wand pointing it at Peter's face.