So you want to hear my story ? Sure I'll tell you, but I do have to warn you. It's not for the faint of heart. Before we begin though I'll have to tell you a few things about myself. My name is Thalia Violet Potter. And yes, before you ask, Harry Potter is indeed my younger brother. At the start of my story I was 17 years old and I was imprisoned in Azkaban for 7 of those years. To put it mildly those 7 years were the worst years of my life and that's a lot coming from me because I lived with the Dursley's but I'm getting a little of track.

I was put there because 7 years ago my brother was severely beaten by the muggles we lived with when I wasn't at home. Normally I would try to take every beating for myself but this time someone made sure I wasn't there to protect him. Of course when I got home and saw what they did I freaked the fuck out. The only thing I wanted was to hurt them and somehow, I made that happen. I was confused but excited at the same time, because I could finally exact a little bit of my vengeance. Yet I still can't remember that time because one moment I was looking at my brother's bruised body and the next I was being restrained by 2 men and an old man with an insanely long beard was looking at me disappointedly. He introduced himself as Albus Dumbledore and said because what I did I would be a danger to my brother and would cause him to become evil or something like that. Then a red light shot out of the weird stick he was holding and I blacked out again.

I woke up in a court room but I felt dazed. A man wearing emerald robes asked me what my full name was, when I was born, where I lived, etc.. But then he asked me what I wanted to do to the Dursley's. I didn't want to answer but it was like I was forced to speak the truth.
" I wanted them to suffer", I answered him.
" Do you regret it ?" the man asked me.
"No." I said.
" Very well," he said . " You are hereby sentenced to 15 years of Azkaban with the chance to be released after 10 years" He intoned and banged his hammer.
Before I could be led away I asked Dumbledore " Will you protect my brother ?".
Dumbledore nodded but he had a gleam in his eye that I did not completely trust.

In the years in prison I would go over the events that led up to this and I would realize there was something wrong. Why would I leave the house ? I've never left the house without my brother because I knew they would take the chance to beat the magic out of him. Fucking Dursley's are the lowliest scum on earth if you ask me. Thank God I got the newspaper when my brother went to Hogwarts. I followed his life through it because it was the only source of information I had of the outside world. My companions weren't the best either. On my left I had Bellatrix Lestrange on my right Antonin Dolochov and in front of me was the cell of Augustus Rookwood.

Bellatrix actually took a liking to me when she found out why I was here and she wanted to teach me everything she knew so that ,according to her, " I could do it properly next time". But because she didn't have a wand she was going to instruct me by first teaching me Legilimency ( the art to look at memory's, thoughts and emotions ) and when I had learned that I would be copying the skills she wanted to teach me straight from her memory as if I had learned everything she learned. It was a very slow process because if I took to much information at once my brain would short-circuit and I might die. It took me 6 years to learn everything she had to teach me. At the end I could perform almost every Dark curse and hex ever in existence She also taught me various shields and healing charms. She also gave me the recipes for some very useful potions.

I began plotting my escape when I read that my brother had been allowed to participate in a tournament for which you had to been 17 to enter. Dumbledore had failed to protect my brother and that just showed me yet again that if you wanted something done right you had to do it yourself. I took me 8 months to formulate an escape plot and it finally came to fruition on the 15th of July.