Happily Ever After?

Chapter 3: The Trial and the Request

A/N: I know! I am so sorry that I haven't updated in a while *hides* please don't kill me = (Hopefully this will make it up to you! =)

A/N 2: I'm not sure how the trial should be presented but I tried my best to give a back story to this. GRAPHIC DETAILS ABOUT THE RAPE AND ABUSE, IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT DON'T READ!

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I was pacing the Foyer back and forth for over an hour before Kingsley, the new Minister of Magic, and a woman named Ramona, who works for the Ministry that deals with these types of things. I knew that everything that I was going to tell them was going to put that monster away for a very long time.

When they finally got to the Malfoy Manor, Kingsley and Ramona seemed surprised to see me here. My guess was that they had been here on more than one occasion. Oh and of course don't forget that the Malfoy's were the enemy during the war, I thought, so why on earth would one of the Golden Trio be here?

Ramona and I introduced ourselves and then went back into the Foyer with Kingsley. I went over every detail with them, from the time Ron first hit me to tonight. Ramona took pictures as Kingsley asked questions. After four hours of what felt like an interrogation it was over. They had enough evidence to bring him in for questioning.

-Meanwhile-

 

The Aurors found him at the local bar boasting about how he raped me. To them that was an admission of guilt as any. Quickly they took him into custody.

As soon as Molly heard that her son was going to go on trial for his crimes, the first thing she did was confront Ron.

"Ronald Weasely, is this true? Did you really do all that stuff to Hermione?"

"Yes mum, it's true." Ron said looking smug.

"Ron, why would you do something like this?"

"BECAUSE SHE IS A FILTHY MUDBLOOD AND SHE DESERVED IT. SHE IS A CHEATING WHORE AND DESERVES TO BE PUNISHED." Ron laughed maniacally

"Ronald Arthur Weasely, you are no longer part of this family!" Molly said with her wand to her throat.

It has been three weeks since Ron had pleaded not guilty. To say that the trial was long and gruesome didn't even begin to cover it. I was forced to tell the jury what exactly happened and when. Thankfully Draco was by my side in every way that he could be.

 

***************************Hermione's POV of the

trial************************************

 

There he was sitting there with a smug look on his face. Ronald Arthur Weasely, in other words my rapist. After being called to the stand I started my story.

"Mrs. Weasely, could you please tell the court how Mr. Weasely went from a loving man to someone so hateful that he would rape you?" The judge asked.

"It was after his sister, Ginny, and our best friend, Harry Potter died. The three of them had a fight over something that Ron would not tell me and were killed shortly after leaving our house. Unfortunately we were the ones to find them, the dark mark hanging in the air. I think that he blamed himself even though it was clearly not his fault."

"What happened after their deaths?"

"He started going to the pub down the street and would come home drunk."

"Did you ever argue with him?"

"No. I sympathized with him and was trying to be a supportive wife."

"How did he take that, you being supportive and everything?"

"He would always get so angry when I would ask him what had happened that night. He would never tell me, saying that I would never understand. I tried hard to understand that but I wanted to know what happened to my husband, the guy I used to know, and the one that confided in me? When I asked him that one night he hit me, afterward saying 'That man is gone and he is never coming back.'"

"What happened after he hit you?"

"I was so shocked I didn't respond. I just walked off, and that seemed to make him angrier, although he didn't take it out on me that time."

"When did he start to take it out on you?"

"He would come to me every morning telling me that he didn't mean the things that he had said and did. I wanted to believe him and god help me I did. One night he came home drunk, started to call me a mudblood and that I wasn't a worthy wife, I screamed at him to get out and never come back." I started to cry thinking of how I was such a fool.

"He took up my wand and broke it, by then I was furious and I slapped him. I asked him why he did that and he told me that I wasn't worthy to be a witch. I couldn't understand and I was in shock. My loving husband wasn't there anymore. I started to cry and he slapped me, telling me 'shut up you filthy mudblood' then he got this glint in his eye that I never seen in him before. That's when he beat me to unconsciousness. I woke up with him on top of me, his dick sliding in and out of me. It hurt so badly and when I would hit him he would just hit me back and laugh at me, telling me I deserved this." Tears were flowing now so badly that I couldn't get a handle on it.

"What happened next, Mrs. Weasely?" The judge asked.

"By then blood was running down my legs and when he came in me he had the cruelest look on his face and then he grabbed his wand from his pocket. I thought for sure he was going to kill me, but he just threatened me. 'You will never tell a soul about this and if you do I will find out and kill you.' I became broken after that. No way to defend myself and I wasn't as strong as him so there was no point in fighting. That was until I found out that I was pregnant. I knew that I couldn't risk the life of my child, even if I didn't want a reminder of him, it was still mine."

"What did you do to protect yourself and the child?"

"Even though Ron had broken my wand surprisingly I was able to apparate to Hogsmead. There I met Draco Malfoy and he took me in, and from there his mother contacted the Ministry and told them what I am telling you now."

"I think that is all, you can step down now."

 

****************************End of Hermione's POV for the trial****************************

 

Ron was given the truth telling potion and that settled everyone's doubts. He was now serving a life long sentence in Azkaban. I made sure that divorced that bastard before he went to prison for good.

I am now six weeks pregnant with the baby. Draco has asked me not to give the baby up and considering that I hate the idea of abortion I decided that when the time comes I would give the baby a shot.

I was lying in bed in one of the guest bedrooms in the Malfoy Manor with one hand on my stomach, and a Hogwarts: A History in the other. I have never felt freer than ever before, and considering the fact that I just got my divorce finalized today, I couldn't be any happier than I am right at this moment. Sighing, I remembered how I got to this point in my life.

I knew from an early age that I was going to marry Ron. It was to be expected. Not even a month after being married, Harry and Ginny were killed. I still could not understand what made Ron become a drunk anyways, and now I will never know. I missed them dearly, but I still didn't see the need to get drunk every night after their deaths.

As my thoughts began to spiral down from there, Draco came bursting into the room with a wide grin on his face. I had never seen him so happy before. It made me forget about my problems just by seeing him smile.

"What's got you in such a happy mood?" I asked.

"Well, I talked to my mother and asked her if it would be okay if I moved out of the house and she said that she was thinking the same thing." He babbled. "This house just has too many bad memories." Draco sighed with a frown and then brightened again when he continued. "She is getting a house in London not far from the Wizarding Community. I bought a cottage in Scotland not far from Hogsmead, and I was wondering," He looked down and blushed, "if you would like to move in with me? You wouldn't have to share the same room with me and everything."

I was jumping for joy on the inside. I couldn't believe that he was asking me to move in with him. I smiled, "On one condition."

He looked up at me and smiled. "Name it,"

Now it was my turn to blush. "I would like to start dating you first."

"I thought you'd never ask." He said with a smirk. Then he picked me up off the bed and swung me around a little before I could get sick on him.

Laughing as he put me back down, I leaned up and kissed him on the cheek.

"So when should our first date be?" He asked with a smile.

"How about this Friday, that way I have three days to prepare and you come up with an ideal place for a date?"

"Then it's a date." He said walking back to his room with a goofy smile on his face.