A question of trust
Hestia Jones ran inside the small house where she and Dedalus Diggle lived in hiding with the Dursleys, Harry Potter's relatives.
"He did. Harry did. Beat him I mean. Beat you know who!" hearing her Dedalus jumped up and hugged her fiercely. Vernon Dursley and young Dudley just stared at them.
"What's going on?" Petunia asked, coming out from the kitchen.
"The war's over. He did it. Harry did it!" Hestia's smile went from cheek to cheek even though she was aware the muggles didn't completely know what was going on. Or had been going on.
"Well, of course. Wasn't that what he was supposed to do? I never doubted him."
Petunia's remark caused them all to stare open mouthed at her.
"What're you saying Petunia?" Vernon asked, not believing what he'd heard.
"I said I never doubted him. If he's just a little bit like his mother was, then nothing can stop him when he had put his mind on it."