United Again

By: Miss.Fai.Riddle

A/N: This is a story with the Dark Lord's Daughter mumbles I had one of the original dld characters…boo…straightens up That's alright, I digress. So, I just hope you enjoy it.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except the unfamiliar characters. This has a little bit of DH spoilers-a little bit. Just a little. JK Rowling owns HP universe and all the characters in it, she's a genius.

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Prologue: You Reap What You Sow.

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When the Aurors opened the cell to take the prisoner to her hearing, they were amazed at the changes she had made to her cell without a wand. Looking at each other, they simply shrugged and walked in. The auror on the left was a female with blonde hair pulled back in a plait and she was tall. The second auror was a tall male, who had a scar under his eye. They placed the prisoner in shackles and then escorted her out of the prison to the Ministry.

Upon arriving at the Ministry, they took her across the Atrium to the lifts. Placing her in one of the bare lifts she looked up at all the memos floating around above their heads. Her hood was over her head seeing as how they didn't want their prisoner to get killed on the way to the hearing. The voice in the lift announced they had went down to the ninth floor. Pushing her out of the lift, they then proceeded to go to the stairs that would take them to Courtroom Ten.

When they arrived at the door, the female Auror looked over at the male, as they looked up at the large, heavy wooden doors and all the iron bolts and keyholes. She spoke, "This room is quite large, Paxton." The prisoner gave a little laugh. The female Auror looked at the male, Paxton and then to the prisoner. "I don't think it's very funny, you're getting ready to possibly go to Azkaban for life."

Paxton, the male Auror, shook his head at the younger witch who had just became an Auror but months before. "Easy, Laura. She's not as bad as you think she is." Paxton winked at the prisoner. The prisoner smiled beneath her hood. The doors to the courtroom swung open revealing the many rows of jurors and the temporary Minister of Magic, Kingsley Shacklebolt. Paxton and Laura escorted the prisoner to the chair in the middle of the room. They then strapped her in to the chair and before they moved to the side, Laura looked at the prisoner in the face and snarled. "You're going to go to prison for killing my mother." The prisoner smiled rather evilly.

"The Wizengamot is now in session." Kingsley's voice echoed in the chamber, "Minister of Magic, Kingsley Shacklebolt presiding-"

"Can we just skip all the formalities?" The prisoner finally spoke. She had a kind voice and at the same time, it commended respect from all of those present. Several members of the Wizengamot looked around at each other and Kingsley turned to look at the Chief Warlock.

"We'll allow the speedy trial." The Chief Warlock stood, and announced his decision. Kingsley took a deep breath.

"Thank you." The prisoner spoke once more. Kingsley was looking at the prisoner, who still had her hood up. He looked to Laura, the female Auror.

"Can you take her hood down? We would like to look at the prisoner when sentencing her." Kingsley asked. Laura nodded and approached the prisoner. When she pulled the hood down, the prisoner stared straight ahead at Laura and caught eye contact.

"We'll see if I go for life. You're mother was a Death Eater." The prisoner stated plainly before turning to look at the male Auror.

"Before we begin, are their any witnesses that the accused would like to call forth?" Kingsley asked. The prisoner shook her head. Kingsley continued, "Very well. Mortania Fayth Hottersander-Riddle, you have been accused of-"

"Using the Unforgivables, Murder, and Torture?" Mortania answered before he could finish his sentence. She had an eyebrow raised.

"What say you of these charges?" Kingsley asked.

"Well, if you're asking if I committed the following, yes. I did. I'm guilty. However, maybe you would like to hear the circumstances. Not all Death Eaters who have the mark are playing solely for the dark side, Kingsley. As you may remember a Severus Snape who was playing for both sides." Mortania began. "I knew, Kingsley. I never once told my father of his treachery-I respected the man for his courage. I too, even though I was the heir, played for both sides. It's a pity that Severus had to kill Dumbledore on his orders-and an even bigger pity that my father had Nagini bite Severus. I have no witnesses. What I do have, is a memory. If at any time, you need to delve into that memory, I would be more than happy to let you all. I am telling you all the truth here. I did use the Unforgivable curses, and I regret that. I am not sorry that I have lived the life I have. On the contrary, I am more than happy to go to prison for the amount of time you deem fitting to my crimes, I will. I know I did wrong."

Kingsley surveyed the girl momentarily. "You are telling the truth-we had Veritaserum put in your drink this morning."

Mortania smiled. "I know you did. I know how this system works."

Kingsley laughed a little. "Indeed you do, Mortania. Indeed you do. Well, seeing as how you used the Unforgivables several times, I am sentencing you to ten years in the prison, do you think that that is fitting?"

"Yes, I do. Yet, Kingsley, I have a request before you bang your gavel down here and don't look back." Mortania spoke quietly. "I have two little girls. Scharlotte and Khaeleigh. I would like my mother to have custody of them until the time I can be released from Prison, or until I can provide a witness for my actions."

"Very well. Temporary guardianship placed in Mortania Clarice Hottersander's care." Kingsley then hit the gavel on the bench and Mortania was unstrapped by Paxton. She looked at the wizard as they were walking out of the room.

"Just you this time, Paxton? What happened to dear sweet Laura Jorkins?" Mortania asked. Paxton laughed lightly and then shook his head.

"Laura needed to calm down before I would let her remotely near you again, Mortania." Paxton helped her up the stairs. "It's going to be a good ten years, won't it?"

"Indeed, Paxton. You must never leave my guard." Mortania laughed a little. "I'm getting what I deserve."