Lifetime Imprisonment
The boat hit the shore with loud thud! The first Auror swiftly got out before turning around and giving a sharp nod to the guard to ‘help’ their guest out. With a harsh shove, Ginny Weasley tripped her way out of the vessel, the jangling of the chains on her feet resonating in her ears as she took in her new gloomy home, Azkaban.
“Come on! Move it!” The guard shoved her as he got out of the boat himself. She grit her teeth as her knees scraped the ground. They tugged her by her chains as she if she was a dog, pulling her into the grey building. The chains were the only sounds made as the smacked across the floor or hit her arms or legs.
The guards came to sudden halt which cause her to walk right into one of them, much to his disgust.
“Name of arriving prisoner” came a monotonous voice from behind a small desk
“Ginerva Molly Weasley” the guard replied tersely
“Reason for imprisonment?”
“Conspiring with dark magical artifacts.”
This conversation went on for what Ginny thought was an hour until the final question and answer shook her out of her stupor.
“Length of time in prison?”
“…for life.”
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Ginny could feel the stares from the other inmates as she was led through the inside, the sneers and mockery cut deep into her, and she felt herself hunch over to make herself as small as possible.
The guard in front of her stopped causing her to once again walk right into him. “This is you right here, Level 5, and would you look at that! You got some of the best neighbours: Bellatrix Lestrange, and ol’ Sirius Black, you’ll fit right at home with your dark wizard buddies.” The guard opened the cell and shoved her inside.
Not even a moment passed before she heard the locks be set in place and the guard vanished down the hall.
“Well, well, well! What fresh meat have those filthy wizards brought for us this time!?” Came a voice in the shadows, there was a sort of mad cackle that accompanied it, making the owner sound even more insane.
“Play nice Bella…who knows how long this one will stay with-“ the rough voice paused as the figure came into the dim light given, showing what was clearly once a very handsome man, even with his thin frame and the mussed appearance.
“You’re a child…what the BLOODY HELL IS AN ACTUAL CHILD DOING IN HERE?!?” she flinched at the increasing volume in his voice. Taking a quick peek she saw the woman also in complete shock, causing her to hug her knees and curl into a ball.
“What’s your name child?” The woman said.
“…Ginny…Ginny Weasley.” She said softly.
“Weasley? Never thought I’d see a Weasley in a place like this…then again never thought I’d see the Ministry put a child in a place like this…” the man said sombrely.
“Whatcha in for kiddie?” And since this was the first time any adult was willing to ask and listen to her side, Ginny broke down and spilled the whole story. The two patiently waited for her to finish. Once she was done, the man (“Call me Sirius”) gave her some water, whereas her other neighbour (“Call her Bella, she hates it and it’s funny to rile her up” “Fuck off Siri!”) remained silent for a while before asking a question.
“So you’re telling me that the man who I and several others pledged to follow is just a filthy half-blood? And even though you were clearly possessed the Ministry decided that you, an eleven year old girl, was dangerous enough to lockup in Azkaban Prison in LEVEL FIVE?!?”
“…yes?” The girl replied timidly only for the woman to start cursing and kicking and punching things around her.
“Don’t worry about that, she’s just finally understanding that her ‘Precious Dark Lord’ is nothing but a bastard.”
“But…shouldn’t you also be sad? You’re Sirius Black! You-Know-Who’s right hand man?”
“…you’re not the only one who’s been betrayed and misunderstood…”
She felt her heart go out to the man, “I’m sorry…the wizarding world sucks doesn’t it?”
The laugh that came from the man was a balm to her soul, as she doubts that any laughter in this prison has ever been so genuine and soft.
“Yeah, the wizarding world really sucks.” They smiled sadly at each other.
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“ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME, I PROMISED TO SERVE A TWO-FACED LYING BASTA-“