Hermione groaned as she made her way through the partially crumbled halls of Hogwarts. The war was over and good had triumphed over evil, but a mere glance at her surroundings showed that there was far more work to be done. She wondered briefly if Mr. Weasley or another member of the Order might take up the post of Minister, but she quickly shook her head to rid it of the thought. After hours spent fighting, following months of running, and searching, all she wanted was to get away from it all. For once, she simply didn’t want to think.