Malfoy was laughing viciously. He was enjoying this situation.

"Well, looks like we get to have some fun before the trial," he sneered.

Hermione wasn't enjoying this situation. The way he used the word "fun" didn't sound enticing either. He must be planning something diabolical for her.

She looked around at the scenery they were in. The manor was definitely big and dark, despite the lights being on. It was very majestic, with classical black beams seen to support the structure. It was worthy of housing Death Eaters and Purebloods of nobility.

Draco was enjoying every single moment of this.

"It's been fun teasing you these past few weeks, my Filthy Mudblood whore. Though…. the REAL fun begins."

He pushed her body against the cold hard floor. She flinched. Hermione knew where this was going and it triggered her to no end. She didn't want to be in this situation so she desperately tried pushing the monster away. To no avail, he was still significantly stronger than her. Hermione tried to grab her wand, but the monster was already a step further from her.

"You won't be needing this," it sneered and tossed the wand to the side. He then slapped her.

Hermione bit her lip. She refused to scream or cry. Not ever again in front of it. The monster noticed this and laughed.

"You think you can easily play the role of a Gryffindor? Show the face of courage against all odds? Well, guess what? That still won't change what is going to happen next," it spat.

Hermione was desperately trying to block out her mind from taking in the situation. She tried to think of happier thoughts. Her time at Hogwarts before 7th year. Her time with Rosalyn Stella Granger. Rose. She had been the silver lining to her dark cloud.

SLAP

"Hey! Have you been spacing out on me, Mudblood?" the monster spat. He then forced her to look into his hateful eyes. Those grey eyes. Rose and its eyes were so similar, yet completely different. Its eyes offered no form of warmth. Cold. Cold as the arctic at exactly 0 K.

SLAP

"HOW DARE YOU IGNORE ME!" he yelled. He dragged Hermione up by the hair and maneuvered her to a specific area in the room.

"Do you see that? It's the Malfoy family tree."

Hermione looked at the wall as best she could with Malfoy pulling on her hair. The tree was almost like the Black family tree. It showed its members on the branches. Unlike the Black family tree, there was only one person's face burned out. Draco Malfoy.

"You think this is a good thing? Stupid mudblood! It's because you had to get knocked up that my father ended up etching my face!" he spat.

Hermione wanted to talk back, saying it was the git's fault for deciding to attack her that night. However, she didn't want to risk another beating because of Malfoy's stupid ego.

"That's alright," he said. "Securing my control over you will satisfy my father in his grave."

"You're fucking sick," spat Hermione.

Draco smirked. "On top of that, who knew that your bastard would provide me with such an important value. I initially wanted to bring that thing along to torment you on our trip, but that prophecy ended up doing some good. She'll be a fine addition to my resurrection plan."

Hermione blinked. "What… exactly are you talking about?"

Hermione initially thought Malfoy wouldn't give her an answer; however, being the arrogant monster he was, he decided to divulge on those answers.

"Well, why else would Rose come along? I ended up setting roaches at that wretched school so that it can get quarantined."

That explains the untimely and coincidental appearance of Rose coming along with them. It turns out it was all in Malfoy's plan on tormenting her. He knew that if he were to get "friendly" with her daughter it would sicken the single mother.

"I think by now you've already figured out the outline of the Death Eater symbol forming around London. It's been fun letting you play a game of cat and mouse, thinking you'd have a shot of winning."

Hermione blinked. Did he really do that?

"Of course, it took a bit longer than expected for any of you to realize that the attacks on England were planned with purpose. The attacks on the US were meant as a distraction," he revealed.

"It was just enough time to set up the resurrection grounds for Voldemort. I'm pretty sure that you know his soul is stuck in limbo? Well, that means that he still can be brought to life, we just need a nation wide "alchemy" circle you can call. There also needs to be a significant amount of bloodshed to be killed in his name, which we've decided to sacrifice a good amount of muggles for."

Malfoy took a pause. Hermione's mind was trying to rapidly understand the situation they were in.

'This monster really was the ringleader of the newly formed Death Eaters!' Of course, she always knew, but she couldn't accuse him on empty grounds.

"None of this really matters though. After I'm done with you, you still won't be able to talk about any of this."

"Why don't you just kill me?"

Draco smirked.

"Now, where is the fun in that? I'd rather torture you for a long time than cut your time short in this world."

~Break~

Hermione quietly opened the doors to the Weasley household. She was hoping not to make any intrusions and waking up people in the process. She didn't want them to see with their own eyes what had happened to Hermione.

"Mama, you're home!" chimed the child's voice. Hermione looked down in horror when she realized Rose was still awake. "I had been waiting for you- hey…. What's with the gettup, Mama?"

Rose was referring to the physical mess that Hermione was in. Her clothes were torn, which revealed her chest so visibly. Her hair was a mess. Blood was coming down her legs along with white liquid. She had been raped again.

Hermione finally broke down into a sob, a quiet one at that. Alarmed, Rose immediately gave her mother a hug. This comforted the woman, especially with the horrors that took place not too long ago. Draco Malfoy had raped the witch again, this time, she was under the Imperius curse. She hated how Malfoy had forced her body to betray her with forced orgasms. She hated how he had penetrated her in every hole. She hated how he made her the sexually dominant one by being above him while they were engaging in sexual contact. Lastly, she hated how she couldn't reveal the attacks in clear detail, because he had re-casted that Dark Magic spell.

"Rose… I need you to sleep now. We have a big day ahead of us," the mother demanded. Rose nodded but hesitantly headed upstairs. Her mother's current condition scared the child, despite not fully grasping the situation.

Hermione headed over to the bathroom to take a long shower. She had casted a silencing charm to block out her frustrations. She didn't cry or scream in front of Malfoy. She didn't want the monster to take comfort in doing so. Still, she was going to cry and scream now because she still wanted too. Alone.

After a long bath, she had gone to bed with a sleeping Rose on her bed.

'You're not going to win this time. You may have controlled my life up until now, but Rose is the only thing you CANNOT easily have.'

~Break~

Everybody was at court. Hermione had asked the remaining Weasleys to look over her daughter Rose in the stands, while she and Ron were in the tables. Opposite to them were Malfoy and his lawyer. The one overseeing this as judge was Mr. Pine, since he was head of the department.

"Order in the courtroom! Let us now commence!"

With that, Malfoy's lawyer spoke. He began by speaking of traditional home values of a wizard family; a father, a mother, and a child under one roof. He said it was meaningless to even hold this court, saying that the two should be legally bound to each other. Hermione thought that his statement was simple and baseless, but unfortunately, majority of the crowd had agreed to this. She knew Pine was already working in Malfoy's favour.

"Well, how can we agree to force these two if it isn't going to be a happy marriage?" countered Ron. "Ms. Granger wouldn't mind being with Mr. Malfoy and even cooperating with him because of their child, but circumstances say otherwise. Ms. Granger simply refuses to be with him because he has violated her and disrespected her."

The crowd started discussing with each other, wondering if it was all true.

"Objection! How can you make such assumptions?"

"We just need veritaserum to clarify this whole thing," Ron answered.

"Veritaserum should only be used during important matter-"

"Isn't THIS whole thing important enough?" Ron slyly asked.

The lawyer was stunned, not sure what he can say otherwise.

"Okay, then let me have the veritaserum," Draco said.

Hermione was shocked. How can he just boldly put himself out there like that? Then, Hermione remembered a crucial asset about Draco; he was skilled at Occlumency.

"He shouldn't be allowed to testify because he is skilled at Occlumency, which we are aware that it'll make the serum useless. Let me be the one to testify," said Hermione.

"I'm the one accused of being the "bad man" here. I should be the one to use it," countered Draco. Hermione tried to insist on letting her testify but the crowd and Pine wouldn't let her have it. Hermione was shaking.

Rose saw all of this, and despite not fully comprehending the situation, she understood her mother's fear. Why couldn't they just let her mum use that truth serum? Rose didn't understand why they wouldn't. She noticed her mother's escalating sense of fear increasing. Her mother was being dismissed by the crowd and it scared her to no end that she'd be bounded to Mr. Malfoy.

"Enough," Rose whispered.

"Enough," said Rose.

"ENOUGH!" yelled Rose. This stunned the whole crowd and shook the room, literally. Her scream had physically paralyzed the crowd and had cause a mini earthquake in the room. The tables and seats shook under Rose's frustration. Rose had enough of this and ran out of the room.

She was crying like any 5 year-old would do. Her nightmare was coming into limelight: she was going to lose her mummy. Rose choked more under that thought.

Hermione caught up to Rose and kneeled down to her level.

"Rosie…dear…. what's wrong?"

Rose immediately clung onto her mother. This startled Hermione.

"I'm going to lose you, and there's nothing we can do!" Rose cried.

Hermione stroked the child's hair and she cried in her shoulders. She was stunned at how the child knew the severity of the whole situation.

"What's going on here?" Malfoy asked. He had ran to see what the commotion was about.

Rose let go of herself from her mother's grasp and glared at him. Tears were still falling down her cheeks but her eyes flashed a menacing, wrathful look.

"I hate you! You can never be with my mummy! You hurt her too much! Especially with last night when she was almost nakey and bleeding! You're a monster!" the child screamed.

"I think Ms. Granger should testify under the veritaserum. There's no denying that there's something wrong here."

Everybody turned around and saw it was Mr. Pine. He had quietly followed Draco, hoping not to intrude on the family moment. Unfortunately, he had not anticipated the complexity of their dynamic.

Malfoy glared at him, but Pine couldn't understand the anger in his look. He was trying to unite the family, right? Malfoy did tell him that it was his intention to, so Pine couldn't see what was wrong with his suggestion.

~Break~

"Draco Abraxas Malfoy. I am sorry to say this, but you are found guilty of being a Death Eater, several accounts of sexual harassment, and two counts of rape."

Hermione had testified under the veritaserum. Ron had told her to try to match Malfoy's anger when being asked. The spell was still powerful, but Ron noticed it had slipped when Hermione had actually said the word "Rape" during their heated argument a long time ago. If coupled with the truth serum, it would severely decrease the power of the spell.

Hermione then showed her memories, under the serum, the crowd. Each had a pensieve to watch the events uncoil in front of them. They had all reacted with horror.

"Ms. Granger kept the child?"

"That youngster over there is a rape baby?"

"That's not the worst of it, she's the child the prophecy had told!"

Fear struck in the hearts of the crowd. They had all stared at the child with hatred. Rose, being only a child, didn't understand their malice and she felt sad.

Malfoy had forcibly agreed to remove the Dark spells that were casted upon Hermione. She was now free from his grasps.

"You are sentenced to 10 years of prison."

'What?'

Okay, here it is! The court date! Dang, Malfoy really messed up. I'm glad his ass is finally behind bars though. But, why only 10 years?

Hermione is free from the spell, which makes this all better at least.

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