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Takes place 20 years after the end of the second War
As Ron and Hermione walked to the church, they could already see
the line leading out of the church a block away. They could already
tell it was going to be a crowded event. A solid mass of gold and red
dawned the wizards and witches waiting ever so patient with an
occasional black dress robe or Hogwarts robe thrown in, large banners
bearing the massive Gryffindor lion hung from all the windows, and
the Hogwarts Crest covered the massive double doors.
They made
there way to the back of the line, a good three miles from the
church. Soon after, a familiar red head and man with glasses and a
lightning bolt scar stood in back of them.
"Ron, Hermione"
Harry greeted with a nod, the event too somber for any bright or
cheerful greeting.
Ron returned the greeting with a sad smile
while Hermione merely bit her bottom lip to stop the tears as she
looked up at the church.
"Come on now," Ron spoke to
her softly, rubbing the small of her back, "she wouldn't want
you to act like this. She would tell you to keep your chin up."
Hermione simply sniffed and continued to hold back her tears,
getting out a tissue from her purse.
"Hey, guys, come on.
Ron's right," Ginny admitted. "She wouldn't want us to act
like this. She would want us to represent the nerve of Gryffindor
with honor."
"You're right," Hermione said, rather
stuffily wiping the tears away. "I'm sorry, I just can't believe
she's gone. I never thought-"
She trailed off for the urge
to cry again was much too strong.
"None of us did," a
somber familiar voice from behind them agreed.
Harry turned
around and found Neville, dressed in his Professors robes, grinning
sadly at the party.
"Hi, Neville," Ginny said. "Wheres
Hannah?"
"Watching Alice. But I agree with Hermione.
She was always so strong, so tough, so brilliant, so..."
"Lion
like," Ron finished
They all nodded in agreement.
"She
was amazing," Harry added, now holding back his own tears.
The
five lions all sighed heavily and spoke not another word as they made
the way to the front of the church, to pay there last respects to the
woman who had touched there's and so many other lives in so many
ways.
Please Review, first up, Ron.