A new morning brought a fresh perspective to Hermione. After a surprisingly pleasant morning and then an even more interesting early afternoon alone with her husband, she felt that she had enough confidence to march back into the Ministry of Magic without fear. Rabastan was simply an overgrown child. She'd been able to manipulate him for years. Not just with sex, of course. There was much more to it than that. If one knew how to wind him up in just the right manner, they could control him. That was a lesson she actually learned from his elder brother. Rodolphus was almost as helpful in guiding her through the treacherous waters of her life as a Death Eater as her husband.