I don't really know how the British investigation system works, so I based this chapter on what I've seen on TV (which usually isn't very accurate, stupid Hollywood). I've always wondered what would happen in a situation like this. Voldemort killed alot of people. Surely he framed others for some of the murders?
~SlytherLynn

Prompt: Alibi

Hopkins, Wayne

"John Hopkins and Katherine Hopkins. Found in their home. Bled to death from multiple slashes across their body."

Inspector Watts glanced up from the file in his hand and back to his suspect. Every bone in his body screamed that this was not his culprit. He simply couldn't believe that a seventeen year old boy from a completely normal background could commit a double homicide. Especially since the victims were the boy's parents.

"Mr. Hopkins," the inspector began, "Can you please tell me where you were three nights ago? Give me the truth this time."

The boy shifted his bright blue eyes over to the lawyer that was provided for him and waited for her to nod. Sharon Nettles, who took the case because the boy looked so honest, dipped her head slightly and motioned for the boy to answer.

"My name is Wayne," he started, looking the inspector directly in the eye to show his confidence. "Mr. Hopkins is-," his breath hitched, and he corrected his mistake, "-was my dad. And I told you the truth! I was still at school. I didn't get back for winter holidays until yesterday."

"And what school is this?"

His shoulders slumped. "I can't say. But you have to believe me! I would never hurt my parents! I love them! They're the only family I have! And he took them away from me!"

Inspector Watts raised his eyebrow curiously. "Who took them away?"

Wayne looked like he was about to leap from his chair. Only his lawyer's firm grip kept him from standing. "He-who-must-not-be-named! The Dark Lord! You-Know-Who!" Realization dawned on him as he saw the confusion on both of the adults' faces. Tears began to well up in his eyes.

Watts coughed awkwardly and flipped through the report. "We have multiple witnesses that saw you entering the house the night of-"

"You don't understand, do you? He can give people those memories! He can control them!" Sharon tried desperately to calm the boy down. Something in her client seemed to have snapped. "You want to know my alibi? I'm a wizard! I was at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry! I was defying him! I defied him so he killed my parents! It's all my fault!" The boy collapsed onto the table, his frame shaking with sobs.

Sharon grimaced at the sobbing boy and turned to the inspector, a sad look in her eyes. "My client will plead insanity."

Scary. Why am I so mean to the Hufflepuffs? Please review! I would really appreciate constructive criticism. Or even just a hi. :)
~SL