The War Was Over

by bliss22

Summer after Voldemort's demise is an interesting one indeed. Autumn arrives, turning over a new leaf at Hogwart's school. Winter comes, harsh and bitter, cold hands grasping for purchase. Spring brings the unknown. You're going to want to see this through.

1. Prologue

The war was over.

Prologue

The battle had concluded within the first hours of daybreak, the sun illuminating the dead strewn grounds. The spell holding her and everyone else still and silent had broken as Tom Riddle fell into a heap on the stone floor. Hermione was first to break from the crowd, running desperately towards Harry. She had reached him. He sat on the ground breathing heavily, tears cutting through the dirt covering his face.

"Harry." Her knees, already cut and bloody, slammed into the ground beside him. She didn't notice the pain, fighting the urge to wrap her arms around her friend and sob. Not wanting to startle her friend.

He turned towards her, and muttered so low only she could hear, "It's over Hermione. He's dead."

"Oh, Harry," she reached out this time, wrapping her arms around him ignoring the jabs of pain throughout her body. They wailed together, Ron joining moments later, long arms surrounding them both.

No one interrupted the feral cries coming from the trio, the events of the last year and the last hour sweeping over them. Waves of pain followed by jubilation that it was over. It was all over.