chapter three

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When Louise Potter was 9 years old, she didn't know much about Azkaban, but what she did know is that her uncle was finally done serving his time as a death eater, being framed that he killed Nora Black-Potter, his best friend in this entire world.

Theodore Nott sr framed Atticus Bulstrode the day after Nora died, and as much as Louise was too young to understand, her father protested again and again that if wasn't Atticus, finally giving him the trial he deserved.

Sitting beside his brother and her best friend Millie, the girl sat in a room full of very important people, leaning on her brothers shoulder as they didn't understand what was happening.

Watching Atticus rise through the chamber, Louise saw the way he looked over at his family, seeing his daughter for the first time in months, the girls eyes lighting up. "Daddy." Millie gasped out, Louise seeing her uncle hurting.

"Atticus Bulstrode, you claim to be framed into the murder of Nora Black-Potter, a woman who protected her son who was the prophecy. Is this true?" Louise saw a man ask these questions, to her right, James was talking to two older men, one with a wonky eye and the other a long beard.

"Sir I'm telling you it was never me! I was home with my child and wife. Would I really kill my best friend?" Atticus asked: wanting to get out of these handcuffs.

"Were you a death eater?" The man asked, Louise looking back at Atticus who sighed. "Give me the truth serum, I'll tell you everything! You have to believe me. I've missed 6 years of my kids' life!" Atticus angrily said, sweaty and all.

"Crouch sir, I'm the one who told you he's innocent, why aren't you listening?" Seeing her father stand up, many gasped to see the potter children sitting here in broad daylight.

"Was it necessary to bring the children?" Crouch asked, Atticus nodding his head. "They know I'm innocent, why don't you? Sure I was forced to be a death eater by my father to not die when The dark lord turned on us, but did I have a choice? I was 17 scared and alone and my best friend was all I had before I met my wife. I had to have an escape plan. I never once listened to the dark lord and I war the one who SAVED Lily Evans after Peter Pettigrew attempted to murder her because the dark lord said! You have to believe me!"



Gasping for air, Louise felt herself get all sweaty and uncomfortable, furrowing her eyebrows from the nap she had, wondering when she fell asleep. Every now and then Louise would get the weird dreams where everything feels so real yet so fake at the same time. In this case, she didn't know if that was real or fake, having no memory of Atticus ever in Azkaban.

"You up?" Milli whispered, Louise turning to see Carina and elara also nap before the welcome feast, dinner being pushed back for durumstrang and Beauxbatons to join them. "Oh so we all napped?" Asked elara, wearing her pj's, tucked in her bed and everything.

The other three girls were still wearing their uniforms, needing to put their socks and shoes back on, Louise looking at Millie for a moment.

"You okay?" Asked Millie, Louise looking up at her, wondering if she should say it with Carina and Elara around. "Weird dream is all. You dream about that one muggle actor?" She asked, trying to remember his name.

"Millicent Dicaprio has such a name ring to it, don't you agree?" She asked the three girls, all of them pretending to feed her delusions— except Elara. "It doesn't, stop pretending." She harshly said, grabbing her clothes to change in the loo.

"What's wrong with you? Looks like you've seen a ghost?" Carina asked, coming over to fix Louise' tie, the girl putting it into a bow tie for when she slept.

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