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She didn't even remember how she even got back home after the Final Battle at Hogwarts, the only thing that she knew was that now one of her own children would never be able to join them again. The last thing that she remembered after the battle was leading a very stunned George to the twin's old room and encouraging him to take a potion for dreamless sleep, so that he could at least be rested for the sad duty that they had to do the next day. She didn't know how she could get some sleep after the events of that night. She finally forced herself to go into the bedroom that she had shared with her husband of over thirty years and at least tried to get some sleep. The next morning she got up with only a few hours of sleep since her night was plagued by nightmares of what happened earlier that day, though she should count herself lucky since she only lost one person in her family and she could have lost more. When she went downstairs to start breakfast, George was the only one who appeared like he had enough sleep and he had help with that. The others were like her, who felt like they didn't need a sleeping potion to help them through the night. They all seemed to take a long time eating their breakfast, since none of them wanted to face the inevitable facts that had occurred the previous night. Eventually they finished their breakfast and headed back to Hogwarts where they were going to help in the cleanup after the battle that had occurred there last night. She wondered how long Harry would stay there to help, since he might want to spend some time with his godson, Teddy who had also became an orphan last night. He may want to relieve Andromedea and to give her some time alone to rest or to help out. She may be excused from her duties in the cleanup to help Harry with little Teddy, though he thinks that he has to do everything on his own, now hopefully he can truly enjoy himself now that Voldmort has been defeated. When her family reached the school, it looked worse in the daylight than it had at night, though it held the promise of a new day. Of course there were no classes today and they were still keeping the younger students in a safe place, except for those who had lost family members in the battle. The hardest thing that she had to do was to reenter the same places where she knew the last battle was and to relive the horrible memories from the previous night. When she reentered the Great Hall, they still hadn't moved the dead to St. Mungo's, but they had moved the seriously injured individuals there last night after it was determined that it was safe to do so. She noticed that the dead Death Eater's were separated from those who had died fighting against Voldemort.

Andromedea Tonks unable to get back to sleep after feeding little Teddy, since she worried about when his parents were going to return, scared that they wouldn't return or that they would be sentenced to spend the rest of their lives in St. Mungos. A few minutes later, her worst fears were confirmed when an owl came to her window, with a black envelope in its talons. She was scared to open up the window, scared to get the letter and afraid of the news that it would contain. This was the second such letter that she had received the first one had informed her about her husband's death. At least that time she had Remus and Dora there to help her handle the news. At first she was afraid to open up the death notice, but after a few minutes it opened up on its own and an unknown voice spoke.

We regret to inform you that this evening that your daughter Nymphadora and her husband Remus Lupin were killed in the Battle at Hogwarts. You can come by the school tomorrow to claim their bodies for burial. Within the next few days, you'll need to make an appointment at the Ministry to see about survivor's benefits for Theodore Lupin.

Regrettably Yours,

The Ministry of Magic

When she got that message, it took her a few minutes that her worst fear came true. With Dora's job plus her and Remus's work fighting Voldemort and his followers she was afraid something like this would happen. She wondered if her sister survived the battle or not, even though her family had disowned her and she did a lot of bad things, she was still her sister. Though if she was the one who killed either Remus or her daughter she would make sure that she would die a very painful death, and hopefully Narcissa would see how bad she was. She wondered how she would live without both her husband and daughter, she looked in her potions cabinet looking for something that would allow her to join them when she heard Teddy crying. She picked him up and realized that she would be the one to raise him on her own, since she had no one else to help her. Now, she remembered that she had something to live for, to see Teddy grow up. She couldn't sleep for the rest of the night thinking about the last time that she had seen Nymphodora alive, that they were arguing about her joining the battle so soon after giving birth to Teddy. When she protested that it was too soon after giving birth, she replied that she was going off to do the job that she was trained to do and she wanted to make sure that Remus was all right. When she came back from an assignment in Switzerland married to that werewolf, she was a little disappointed in her daughter that she would have to support them for the rest of their lives. Now looking at Teddy and faced at the news with their deaths she regretted every mean thing that she said to and about her daughter and son in law. She then vowed to be the best parent for little Teddy that she could be, of course she wouldn't be the first grandmother to raise their grandchild alone. Though she truly wouldn't truly be alone she would probably depend on Harry to help take care of him too, though she didn't want to burden such a young man who had his whole life ahead of him. Before she knew it, morning arrived and she could go over to Hogwarts to claim their bodies and to make plans for their burial. She never thought that she would have to bury her only child and raise a grandkid, but here she was doing both. Of course she estimated that she would probably spend some of her life as a widow, since most women outlive their husbands by a few years but not this soon. She remembered parts of a speech given almost eighteen years ago, at her own sister's trial by another grandmother who raised her own grandson thanks to what Death Eaters did to her own family. Though she had one thing that she would never have now, hope that her son and daughter in law would be restored to her. As far as she knew though that poor woman never got her own son back, even though she got to visit him from time to time in St. Mungo's. She said that she never expected to raise her own grandchild at her age, but it shouldn't have been too much of a surprise to her considering his parents' profession. This shouldn't have been too much of a surprise to her, considering the role that both Dora and Remus played in the fight against Voldemort,but her husband he was killed because of his birth. When she arrived at Hogwarts later on that morning with Teddy in tow, she went straight to where the bodies were being kept and went through the painful process of claiming their bodies. As soon as she was done, she wondered around the school a little bit wondering where Remus and Dora died fighting. When she went around one of the corners she ran into her sister, Narcissa whom it looked like was relieved to see her for the first time in years.

"I'm sorry to hear about your daughter, I don't know what I would do if anything should ever happen to my Draco," she told her sounding genuinely concerned.

"Thanks, but did you know who was the one who killed her and her husband?" Adromedea asked sounding curious to see if their other sister was the one who did this. At that question Narcissa looked slightly embarrassed to admit what she had to say.

"I didn't see how she died or who was the one who killed, but I heard that it was Bella," she sheepishly admitted to her.

"What happened to her? Did she get what she deserved for killing my baby or is she still alive? If she's still alive I can't wait to get my hands on her," Andromedea demanded Narcissa to give her the news about their other sister.

"She's dead, killed by that Weasley woman, so know we need to make arrangements to bury her," she informed her.

"Well you can make them by yourself and let me know, so that I can go out of duty but not out of love for her," Andromedea answered her sounding bitter but relieved that at least the sister who had caused so much heartache in other's lives finally got what she deserved.

She couldn't even stand to see her sister's body, she only hoped that it wasn't going to be in the same room as her Nymphodora and Remus. It turned out it was, but on a separate side of the Great Hall without a barrier around it, but no one dared to cross to the other side. About an hour later, Harry spotted her and volunteered to take Teddy back with him to The Burrow in order to give Andromedea some time that she could spend with Remus and Dora alone, before they got sent to the funeral home in preparation for their burials. At least she had their bodies, so that she could give them a proper burial unlike Ted whom was buried somewhere in England since they really didn't have time to give him a proper burial.

Augusta Longbottom looked around her, exhausted from the events from the night before with helping the school Healer with the wounded. Though she couldn't do much, she could do basic Healing spells and comfort the wounded. She was proud of her grandson, of how he stood up to those Death Eaters even when they tried to get him to join him. He was loyal to the Light Side even towards the end when everyone thought that all was lost. His parents would be proud of him, even though they couldn't be here to witness this, if they even know that there was another war going on outside of their hospital ward. When they left to go to Switzerland, they were confused as to why they were leaving St. Mungo's though at first they threw tantrums thinking that the Order members who came by to pick them up in a special muggle van were going to hurt them. It took both her and Neville to calm them down, she feared that the Healer traveling with them was going to have to give them a calming drought, but they didn't have to. It didn't help the way that the Healer was excited about going to a clinic that used muggle methods, she didn't care as long as Frank and Alice were safe and well taken care of that was all that mattered to her. It helped that the other former patients of the ward were traveling with them, and of course it was kind of sweet the way that Alice tried to protect Frank from those that she thought would harm them. They even put Frank in some sort of strange muggle contraption called a wheelchair that they could buckle him in and support his head, since he didn't have the strength to hold up his own head. Though Augusta hoped that her son could learn how to do such a simple task in the private clinic in the Swiss Alps where they were going. As she looked out onto the castle grounds she was glad the war was over, but she was sad too because she knew that Alice and Frank would have to come back here since they couldn't stay at the clinic forever, since she didn't have the money for them to stay there. It broke her heart to have to put them back in St. Mungo's where they would more than likely live the rest of their days being fed potions and left in the ward to basically fend for themselves. When she went back to Switzerland in a couple of weeks she might ask about places in England where she could place them, even in muggle places depending on the improvement that they made this past year. Of course there would be other mothers who would now love to be forced to make the choices that she had to make, since their children were killed either in the battle or during the war. Thinking of those who died, she suddenly remembered the guy that she was dating until he was killed and she had to go into hiding. Of course no one knew that they were dating at the time, not even her own grandson who lived in the same house as her. Of course he had his own worries to deal with other than his Gran's love life. It didn't seem fair that after both of them had decided to open themselves to love again after suffering the loss of their loves in their respective lives. It was too late to dwell on things in the past; she now had to look forward to the future, though she wasn't ready to date again just yet. She figured that her own brother, Algie would send an update on Frank and Alice since he took a flat near the clinic during this last year. She started to think about her future and that of her family's as she finally went to bed for a couple hours of sleep.