Most of the Order kneeled on the ground panting. Harry sat in front of the armchair, and watched as Voldemorts body dissolved. Sweat was beaded on everyone's face. The war was over. They had won.
They all broke out into cheers. Yelling, cheering, and hugging each other. Harry stood up from his place beside the armchair and walked over to the cheering people. Ginny sat there, looking uncomfortable. Harry sat down beside her.
"Hey," He greeted. She looked at him and replied.
"Hi." She squeaked. Harry lifted her chin up with his finger and gently pressed his lips to hers.
Tonks and Lupin shared a vistory snog. Teddy watched his parents with interest. He crawled up to them and tugged on his fathers pants. Remus looked down at his son and picked him up. Tonks kissed him on the nose and Teddy giggled. A complete family.
The Weasley twins hugged each other and all those around them. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley gave each other a kiss, tears of joy streaming down their faces. The Mafloy's had left, taking Astoria with them.
Ron went looking for Hermione. He saw her, across the room. Snape was with her. He watched in dismay as she hugged Severus over and over again. And those hugs looked like the hugs he should be recieving. Affectionate, sweet, loving. Ron turned away from the scene and went to help out a beat up Neville.
Snape stood frozen there, feeling numb whenever Hermione touched him. It eflt good though. He always thought what it would be like to hold her. To hug her. To kiss her. He shook the thought from his head. No, not kiss her. She was much to young for him. She only graduated three years ago. She was nineteen, he was twenty nine. (I know thats not his real age, just go along with it.) But she was so irresistable.
But he refrained himself from leaning down and kissing her beautiful lips. But yet their lips connected. She had stood on her tippy toes and kissed his lips, as softly as she could. Surprisingly they were very soft and warm. He welcomed her kiss, taking it without hesitation. Hermione's heart did a flip. He was so warm, so gently. She wished that she could stay like that forever. But she knew she couldnt. She was still badly hurt, and Severus was keeping her balanced by keeping a hand at her waist. She wrapped her arms around his neck, graciously saving the moment. He broke away from her reluctantly, only to get some air. They both gasped, and their lungs were filled with oxygen again. Hermione looked around the room, and saw that only one person was watching them with pain and jelousy painted on his face. Ron.
"I'll be right back." She told Snape, slowely removing herself from him. He caustiously removed his arm from her waist, making sure that she was balanced. When he saw that she didn't fall or stagger, he relaxed. Hermione made her way to Ron, who didn't try to hide his disappointment. He looked Hermione dead in the eye and saw no regrett in them.
"Ron, i'm sorry if you thought that..." She trailed off. He shook his head and calmed down a bit.
"No 'Mione, i'm sorry. For taking it the wrong way. I only have one question." He told her. She motioned for him to continue. "Are you happy?" He asked her, worry in his eyes. Hermione looked over at Snape, who was leaning against the wall, dark eyes glistening. He made her happy by even being in her presence. She loved him. She had for years. And it took her ten years to figure that out. She mentally kicked herself.
"Yes Ron, i'm happy." She smiled at him. Ron let out a sigh of relief and ran a hand through his carrot hair.
"Thank Merlin. 'Mione, as long as your happy, i'm happy." He gave Hermione a friendly hug and walked her over to Snape. "Please, please, take care of her. You have a quility girl here, Professor." Ron told the potions master. Snape took Hermione's hand in his own.
"Don't I know?" He replied, a corner of his mouth twitching upwards a milimeter. The closests thing he'll ever get to a smile. Ron left the two alone, in search or Neville once again.
He found him on the couch, a blanket wrapped around him and tea in his hands. He was being treated by Mrs. Weasely and Ginny. Tonks and Remus were still having their celebrating party with their son. And everyone else was making sure no one else was hurt. Harry cleared out the dead bodies with Hagrid. When they came to Siruis', Harry averted his gaze. It was extremely uncomfortable for him to see his only relative dead. Harry let out low sobs, and wrapped his arms around Ginny, who welcomed his hug warmly. They cleared out the bodies, getting rid of Sirius' quickly.
All that was left of the dead was the ash that lay within the burned down Manor.
A/N: Thank you guys! Hope you enjoyed. There might be a sequal. I don't know yet.
