"painted as a villain."
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ezra sutton and fred weasley were not friends, not even close, but she did need his help and neither expected what would come out of such a simple request.
[prisoner of azkaban - goblet of fire]
[book one i...
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The air between Sutton and Professor Lupin had grown rather comfortable as they sipped their beverages in silence and when Sutton finished the last of the coffee in her cup, she placed the empty mug onto the oak desk and cleared her throat, the sound causing the older man to glance up at her over the rim of his teacup.
"Can I ask you a question?" She finally spoke after a few minutes of opening her mouth and then closing it again and repeat.
Lupin nodded with a kind smile as he placed his cup on the desk, "Of course."
Again, Sutton hesitated as she attempted to find the correct wording to describe what she had been hearing, and maybe, due to just finding out that he was her godfather, he may hold the answers to it, even if only a few.
"When I am in close proximity to the Dementors, I hear this woman and she's telling me to hide and not come out until I hear my parents." Sutton spoke her words carefully as she stared unblinkingly at the man who she noticed become rather concerned by her words, "I was going to ask Mum what I was remembering over Christmas but I wasn't talking to her because I'd just learned of, well, you know..."
"I feel like this should be something you discuss with Natalia," Lupin told her, his eyes swimming with worry as he gazed at his goddaughter who fidgeted in her seat.
"I know." She murmured, "But we just got into an okay place and I don't want to screw that up and I especially don't want to worry her by telling her that the Dementors have been affecting me."
"If my memory serves me correctly, you're likely remembering what happened to the McKinnon's." Lupin spoke quietly after a moment of contemplation and he placed his teacup on his desk with a frown, "That's really the only thing from the war that your parents weren't able to shield you from."
"The McKinnon's...." Sutton repeated, squinting her eyes as she tried to remember the details which the Dementors forced her to relive, "You don't mean my Aunt Marlene, do you? My godmother, one of them at least."
"The very same." Lupin nodded sadly, "She was looking after you for the evening when the Death Eater's raided her family home and she hid you beneath an invisibility cloak and a minor silencing charm in her cupboard just before a Death Eater stormed the room. She saved your life."
Sutton was silent as she sorted through broken memories that she was certain she had suppressed and the dementors dredged up.
"I remember parts that." She spoke her words slowly as she attempted to piece through those memories, "I can hear a woman wanting to know who else was in the room, she'd heard talking, I can hear Marlene screaming and then another voice I think..."
She trailed off when it appeared that her godfather seemed to be more affected by her rambling than she was and shook her head.
"Sorry." She murmured, "I just really don't like not remembering these parts of my childhood and I keep having all these different dreams to fill in the gaps."
