Chapitre 3: Harry James Potter
My mind is on my daughter. My only daughter. I know McGonagall would've kept everything simple so that she wasn't overwhelmed, but Ginny must be a wreck by now.
"How long am I going to be here for? I have a daughter that's probably out of her mind with fear."
"She has her mother. She'll be fine."
"You bloody bitch! My daughter has never seen her father or mother taken right in front of her eyes."
"I would watch the language if I were you."
"I would be back with my children if I were you."
I'll never get out here. I need to get back to Phoenix. God, I know McGonagall noticed that she looks nothing like Ginny. Just me, and there's a reason for that. We wanted another child but Ginny had multiple miscarriages so we agreed to have another woman bear our baby. With the wizarding world like it is, when you choose to have another woman or man bear or create your baby, the baby takes after the one who initiated the process. Not the other person who's a stand in. So in some ways, Ginny hates Phoenix for being a constant reminder that she couldn't conceive.
"Harry Potter? Follow me."
"Sir, why did you go back to Hogwarts? You were told right after you graduated to not come back."
"I have a daughter named Aria Phoenix Potter and she starts school in 6 years. Hogwarts made some changes to the admission process so when she turned 6, she had to take a tour and meet all of her teachers. I believe you know this. I also believe you know that I have 2 children that went to Hogwarts and you didn't get mad at me for going with my son, which makes me believe that there's some threat coming and you need my help to stop it."
"On point as ever Mr. Potter."
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