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Deep in the middle of the North Sea, surrounded by icy waters, was the current 'home' of Nott. Captured last year at the Ministry, he had been sentenced to Azkaban. His 'home', if you could call it that, was more soul- destroying than he could ever have imagined. Being one of the many Death Eater captured, he didn't know how long it would be until he got out. Until he was with his children.
His wife had died not long after the birth of his children, twins to be exact. Hana and Theodore. Bringing them up hadn't been easy on him, but he promised her he would do the best he could. Now look where he was. He knew it was a risky move going to the Ministry last year but he was a faithful follower to the Dark Lord as much he was a Father. They were what made his life.
The steady, continuous sound of the waves against rock was slowly but surely driving him insane. All he had seen for the last six months were the dark and dingy walls of his cell. Covered in mould and inhabited with rats, he would do anything to escape this place. He had considered escaping several times, because hell, if Sirius Black could do it there was nothing to stop him. But every time those thoughts entered his head with the prospects of seeing his children again, the chilling air brought him to reality with the threat of the Dementors Kiss.
The sound of footsteps approaching filled his ears, and in turn, filled him with confusion. Dementors didn't walk, and he was sure there was no way it was any of the other prisoners. They couldn't leave their cells. Raising from the cold stone floor for the first time that day, he cautiously walked towards the bars of his cell to get a clearer look into the what would be 'hallway'.
There was nothing to see but shadows and the remnants of water from a storm the previous week. The loneliness hitting him like a ton of bricks.
"Yes. It must be lonely in this...place. How sad you must be" came a voice void of all emotion.
Nott took a sharp breath, turning to look into his cell. There standing in the spot he had previously vacated was none other than the Dark Lord himself. He rubbed his eyes to confirm what he was seeing. He had been in this place too long, it was possible he was going insane.
"Mm..My Lord? What- what are you doing here. How did you get in?" He asked in disbelief
"Nott, I thought you were smarter than that. Why I had the Dementors let me pass of course. They are at my command, are they not?" The words were uttered in an accusing tone.
"Please My Lord, you have to let me free. I.. I have to see my children, be free to serve you once again" He spoke with desperation. He wasn't beyond begging at this point, he wasn't sure how much longer he could take in this place.
"Now now, need embarrass yourself. I simply came here to tell you of my latest plans." He took a pause before continuing, moving into the dull light which made him seem even more menacing.
"I simply came to tell you that due to a few, shall we say complications at the Ministry last year, I have took it upon myself to appoint a few new members. It is a slight risk with them being so young, but the connections they have are a far greater gain"
Nott was processing the information slowly after Voldemort had finished speaking. New Death Eaters was good news, but it didn't necessarily warrant a visit. It didn't effect him in the slightest.
"Beg my pardon My Lord, but what use is this information to me if I'm in here"
Voldemort moved with hast to stand in front of Nott, their faces mere inches apart
"You should know of this" he spat "Because one of them is Hana, your daughter"
Nott stood rigid on the spot. He couldn't possibly consider appointing his daughter as a follower, she was still a teenager. Images of his daughter standing before Voldemort, surrounding by onlooking Death Eaters as she had the Dark Mark burned into her arm flashed before his eyes. He couldn't let this happen, he remembered how painful it had been himself. He didn't even want to think about the things she would witness.
" No please, My Lord. She doesn't deserve to be punished for my mistakes, she's so young. Let me free and I'll join you at your side. I'll do anything, just please. Don't do this to her, she wouldn't want this"
Voldemort let out a low, sinister chuckle. "Do you honestly think I'm going to let you out of here? If you were foolish enough to get caught I think you deserve to stay here a little while. What use would you be if you cannot follow my orders"
"And besides" he added with a smirk "No one will refuse the Dark Lord, they would have no choice."
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