Y/N Riddle

Capital 145 Ministry

It had already been a week.
We were sitting in the Great Hall for lunch.
Suddenly the doors opened.
The minister himself was there with four guards.
They passed the Slytherin table.
They came for me.
I quickly took hands from Mattheo and Draco.
"Love you all three. You can do it, I trust in you"
"Y/n riddle you are under arrest for 45 murders of muggles and wizards including a ministry employee"
"Wrong 46" I said out loud.
The minister raised his eyebrow.
"Where is the body?" A guard asked.
"Dust" I just said "he wanted it that way"
"Name?"
"Aris Canbelto"
The minister looked at me.
"Scum" he said.
I looked at him with no expression
The guards came towards me.
"You know what that means to you"
He wanted to continue talking
" Yes I know"
I cut him directly of.
I took out my wand and placed it in the guard's hand
"You cover your tracks well, just not well enough"
"Yes, with this shitty security system it's really difficult"
"Security system?" The guard asked.
"So not from you."
How did the one guard know where I was if it wasn't from you?"
"I have no idea what security system you're talking about"
I looked at Dumbeldor.
He looked back at me questioningly.
" Well then"
My hands were turned behind my back.
"We're going straight to court"
I shrugged my shoulders.
"Not a single regret?" The guard asked.
"Nope"
"Yes" I heard Peeves whisper "quite a lot"
Peeves sat next to Theodore.
I smiled at him.
I walked ahead of them. My hands tied behind my back.
We apparated out on the lawn.
I stood in front of the courtrooms down at the ministry.
Cameras were pointed at me.
The guards pushed me against the wall.
The interrogation room doors opened and I was pushed inside.
There was a chair in the middle.
I was strapped onto it.
I felt a cold Frezze going down my Spine.
There were no dementors in the room.
The minister took the role.
" Y/n riddle accused of 46 murders of Muggles, wizards and Ministry employees. Do you want to say anything in your defense?"
"No," I replied
"We told you next time you'll be locked up for life. So all raise your hand if you're for life sentence"
The whole room raised their hands.
Umbridge wasn't there.
That was typical for her.
Not honoring the deal.
"So Y/n riddle you've been sentenced to life behind bars"
A guard came to me and untied my arms.
I was taken out of the hall.
They didn't take me to Askban.
We took the elevator all the way down.
"Walk Scum"
"Don't call me scum!"
"as usual"
The guard opened a door.
Stairs lead steeply down.
"Did you really think a mass murderer of your leage would still be allowed into Askban?"
I walked down the stairs.
The air immediately became bad.
"Am I the only one down here"
"No, you still have your old friends but you won't see them"
I swallowed.
We came down a hallway and he opened a door from the floor.
Below there were more stairs.
I was pushed down.
I felt the stairs slipping from under my feet.
I fell onto the stone floor.
The man climbed down behind me and pulled me up by my arms.
"You are weak and you will realize it in here"
There were a few cells downstairs, everything was walled up with concrete.
"Let me out of here"
It was the Jugson from Azbaban
"We're just bringing you a new roommate. Actually, to be precise, you know her. Little tip, she's 16 now and was just sentenced to life for 46 murders.
"Y/n," came another voice immediately
"Guess"
"Are you bringing her down here?" Jugson asked.
"Yes, unbelievable, right.
How long do you think she will last here?"
"5 months" came from the back cell.
"Bet 1 month"
“Long time,” I said
"Oh yes, you will now get to know the living hell. Welcome to hell," the guard laughed.
I was pushed into an open cell.
It didn't even have a bed or a toilet.
It only had a hole in the bottom.
The Betong wall was slammed shut and locked from the outside.
I looked around.
My eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness
" Y/n?"
"Yes," I replied
"It's really you"
"Yes, a security system revealed a lot"
"Ah from Azkaban? I had the same problem too," suddenly came a strange voice.
"How many are in here?" I asked
" more than you think"
"Are you really only 16?" A strange voice asked.
"Yes, I won't be 17 until the next summer holidays"
"Cool"
"By the way, Y/n they don't have any cameras here but the floor is pretty uncomfortable"
" Good to know"
"Really for life sentence" asked a voice.
" Yes, unfortunately"
"That's bad. But at some point you'll lose track of time, so whatever, you won't hear anything from outside or anything else."

Mattheo's POV:
They had sentenced Y/n to life imprisonment.
We were just sitting in the Great Hall.
The newspapers had come.
It was a special edition.
Draco had tears streaming down his face.
I couldn't get that one line out of my mind.
"y/n riddle wasn't taken to Azkaban. Nobody wanted to answer our questions. Where did they take the 16 year old girl? Are they torturing her right now.
We tried to talk to the minister but he just says that Y/n no longer exists in this world. Did they kill her? Or where did the 16 year old disappear to?"
Tears rollled down my face.
Had they killed my beautiful Y/n? Her body is somewhere in the corner.
"Do you think they killed her?" Theodor asked
" No "
Draco sobbed.
He wasn't so sure about it.
"What if?" Theodore asked.
His voice was shaking.
His whole newspaper was shaking in the air.
There were so many eyes on us.
My heart felt like it had just broken into a million pieces.
I felt like a part of me was gone.
Draco's feet were shaking.
"if they killed Y/n" He whispered.
Peeves sat next to us, Nick and the Bloody Baron stood behind me.
They were all good with y/n.
Nick touched the newspaper.
"if they killed her," whispered the Bloody Baron.
I knew how much the ghosts cared about Y/n, apparently it was the other way around too.
I looked through the Great Hall.
So many students were looking at us.

Voldemort's POV:
"WHERE IS MY DAUGHTER?"
A Death Eater from the Ministry stood in front of me.
"They took her with them. My Lord, unfortunately I don't know where"
"WHY DON'T YOU KNOW WHERE?"
"We weren't allowed in the courtroom," one replied
"AVADA KEDAVRA"
One of them Fell to the ground.
I felt my power, my blood boiling.
The other immediately became quiet.
"FIND MY DAUGHTER OR YOU WILL ALL DIE"
Belatrix, Fenrin and Narcissa stood around the kitchen table.
They looked at plans from the ministry.
"Anything?" I asked
"No my Lord" said Narcissa.
I went back to my office.
How could they imprison my daughter for life?
They will all regret this.
My beautiful little Y/n.
Now she's locked away somewhere in the depths of the Ministry and completely alone.
Why is everyone too lost to find her?
The Daily Prophet already suspects from the minister's statement that they killed Y/n. That shouldn't be the case.
Y/n can’t be dead.
There was a knock on my office
"In"
The door opened and Rockwood walked in.
"My Lord we now know that Y/n has not been taken out of the Ministry, which means she must be there"
"Then look for her. Nobody locks my daughter up anywhere without being punished"

Hermione's POV:
It all made sense.
Y/n kills people because she is forced to.
She won't have killed alone. Mattheo, Theodor and Draco looked bad so they must have been there.
Y/n takes all the responsibility to protect the three of them with her lives.
She is Voldemort's daughter but not his real one.
She has tried to run away several times and once sought protection in the Order.
Afterwards she came back to school normally as if nothing had happened.
She always talks about illegal acts that could destroy her and Draco's lives.
So the ministry must have things that both of them did.
Y/n was often at Dumbeldor at the beginning of the year and she talked about a deal with Dumbeldor.
A deal for information for information.
She often just disappears and strange things happen this year.
Harry often goes to Dumbeldor for Horcruks.
She was with Harry the night Harry's parents were killed and then went looking for hiding places.
The Weasleys addressed her as Black the first time. This can represent the connection to Sirius.
Sirius had a brother maybe this brother is Y/n's real father.
In Lupine's third grade memory, she was shown in a burning house and a boy exploded.
The Exploding Boy may be her brother and the house was a hideout from Voldemort.
She was older so Harry never killed him. Voldemort just changed his priorities.
She is afraid of the files not for herself but for Draco to keep his life.
She is better with the dead than with the living.
Except Mattheo, Theodor and Draco.
Draco was her childhood friend. The first day she was right next to him.
She got a Dark Mark after one of her missions and the Order tried to get Y/n on their side.
She is not innocent but not guilty either.
"Hermione, what are you thinking about?"
"about Y/n"
"Why about her?" Ron asked
" because"

Y/n's POV:
It was pitch dark. I sat down on the floor. My sense of time was already gone.
I had no idea what time it was.
I laid down on the floor and tried to close my eyes.
The image of the guard came back to me.
My stomach began to rumble quietly.
I looked around and there was nothing to paint on the wall or anything.
I felt alone and empty.
I closed my eyes again and was finally able to sleep.