Hermione was shocked. Only 10 years? He only got to suffer that much for the pain he caused her? That's rubbish beyond belief!

Hermione looked at the child on her lap, and noticed quite drastic changes. Rose still looked the same, physically speaking, but her aura has changed. Hermione noticed that the spark that lied within her grey eyes had dulled down. Although not hopeless, it looked as though Rose had matured a little well beyond her years. That saddened Hermione. She didn't want her daughter to be exposed to life's cruelty at such a young age. She was hoping she could at least reserve her baby's innocence and prolong longer than her own. Hermione's hands formed into fists. If she had it her way, she would've given life imprisonment because of the pain he had caused her daughter to feel.

Malfoy smirked and let the guards lead him away from the room. Hermione glared at him as he gave a triumphant look while he walked off. He was enjoying this.

Gritting her teeth, she ran off towards Kingsley leaving Rose with Molly.

"How can you only let him serve a 10 year sentence like that?" she angrily questioned.

Kingsley sighed.

"Believe me, 10 years is ridiculous; however, I wasn't in charge of the sentencing. Pine was, and it is his words. His sentence remains permanent because of the bounding charm found in his position. The best I can do is give an additional 5 years," he explained.

Hermione was fuming. "Are you bloody kidding me? 15 years for raping me? You must be going bonkers!"

"The 10 years wasn't because of your sexual assault. It was given as a punishment for reforming the Death Eaters. Pine and majority of the council didn't deem your sexual attacks as consequential."

Hermione's mouth gaped open. She was angry to no end. "What about you? You're the Minister!" she argued.

"I am using my position as best I can. It is obvious that Pine gave leniency towards Malfoy because of favourtism. Nepotism is illegal in the ministry and can be punished when caught in the act. Pine has no choice but to resign. I gave the additional 5 years for you. If I sentenced any more, then my position will also be at risk."

Hermione stormed off. She wasn't going to hear anymore of this. She was angry at how her government couldn't protect her. Her dignity had been violated and she was pissed off.

Stopping midway, Hermione had a plan. A brilliant one at that. If no one was going to change the Ministry, then she was. She'll get to a position where she can punish monsters like Malfoy. She'll do it for the nameless victims like her. It's the best she can do to prevent the pain they'll feel.

~Break~

Three months later, Hermione visited Malfoy in Azkaban. Malfoy was surprised to see her. Opening his cell and closing the gate, Hermione was looking down at Malfoy. He had been reduced to a state of vulnerability really quick. His wand was broken right in front of him. He was forced to wear rags for clothes. Nothing of the supposed image of an elitist Malfoy.

'Good,' she bitterly thought. He'll at least grasp some concept of what she felt that night.

"Came here to gloat, Mudblood?"

Hermione smirked and Draco wasn't enjoying this. The tables have turned, and she was reflecting his infamous evil smirk. He wasn't going to enjoy this.

Hermione kissed Malfoy's forehead. Malfoy was flabbergasted. What in the bloody hell was going on in her Mudblood mind?

"I want to say thank you," she began. Malfoy blinked. "Don't get me wrong. I've never hated a monster more in my entire life than you. Voldemort cannot even compare."

"You should reward me then." he said.

Hermione laughed. "Malfoy, you're still not dismissed for being an insufferable git. Though, it can't be denied that you gave me two babies. They're precious gifts more valuable than gold to me."

Malfoy's mind was trying to process all of this. Did she say TWO kids?

"I must be going mad from being here, because I think I misheard you."

Hermione shook her head.

"No, you heard me correctly. I'm pregnant and it was because of that night before the trial."

Malfoy was hyperventilating. "You get rid of that "thing" right now!" he demanded. He didn't want to be humiliated any further. He screwed up big time.

Hermione sighed. "Maybe you should've thought of the consequences before you do anything. Malfoy, all of that has happened was because of your insolence. Naturally, you have to pay."

Closing the gate behind her, she was leaving Malfoy. He screamed in agony as she walked further away.

"I WILL GET YOU BACK FOR THIS!"

Hermione was anticipating his attack. She was going to prepare for it, and he was going to ultimately suffer.

~Break~

Hermione had given birth to her second daughter, Violette-Astrid Lyra Granger. Her birth wasn't as awful as Rose's was, but Hermione was still exhausted. The medi-witch gave the child to her mother and Hermione examined the child.

"Heterochromia," she gasped.

Violette had her eyes opened, revealing the different colours present in each iris. The left eye had brown while the right eye had grey. Her hair was a dirty blonde, a combination of her mother's brown darkening shade in the donor's blonde hair. Violette definitely had a blending of alleles in her features, which was something Hermione had read in that Biology textbook a long time ago.

"You can come in now, Rose!" she yelled. Rose gleefully headed towards her mother.

"Is that my baby sister?" she asked. Hermione nodded and the girl smiled. She looked at the girl and frowned within an instant.

"What's wrong, Rose?" Hermione asked.

"It's….her hair," she admitted. "It's blonde like that Malfoy's." Rose didn't like the idea of her sister resembling like their monster of a father. She feared her sister was going to cause pain like him. Although mummy didn't reveal it, Rose had suspected that her sister was the result of some form of attack Malfoy had done to her.

Hermione sighed. "Her hair and other features shouldn't distract you in her actual self, Rosie. Remember, you have grey eyes. I admit that it scared me once to think that you'd turn like him, but that's not the case. You may look like someone but that doesn't mean you're them. You are your own person, and your sister is her own too."

Rose smiled, glad that her mother reassured her. "I promise to be a good sister, mummy!"

Hermione didn't doubt that in the essence. Rose was a fiercely caring child and she'd try her best to protect Violette. Hermione would also do it to. She'd protect her babies as best she could because she loved them with all her heart.

Well, this was a very happy chapter for me. Hermione received some form of comfort. She's definitely at how happy her life has turned around. Two lovely children really made her life better.

It's almost the end. The last chapter will be an epilogue. I'm happy to see you guys have lasted this long with me.

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