A/N: I swear, I didn't mean to go this long between starting the epilogue but then I lost my notebook. I still haven't found it actually. But as they say, the show must go on, so I'm rewriting my epilogues as best as I can. This first one is just a short summary of what went on after the war. The story will continue with the next one.
In the end, Mrs. Weasley killed Bellatrix to save her daughter. In the process, she avenged the deaths of many. Harry defeated Voldemort, and the wizarding world was thrown into chaos. From the anarchy, a new Ministry rose. This time, they were elected by popular vote.
Kingsley began to choose new Department heads. He worked to round up remaining Death Eaters and begin trying to heal the Wizarding world. Slowly, his efforts began to pay off. A phoenix was rising from the smoking rubble left in Lord Voldemort's wake.
In the midst of so much chaos came an almost equal amount of love and compassion. Harry and Ginny were reunited, this time for good. Ron and Hermione also began dating in earnest. Despite constant bickering, neither had ever been happier.
Bodies were buried and lives were mourned. The war hadn't ended without vast casualties. In fact, there was nobody who hadn't lost a friend or relative. But as they say, life moves on. It moves on in a cyclic pattern where winter turns to spring, which in turn becomes summer and autumn before falling back into winter. No matter what, there is always spring. Spring will come, full of promises and new life.
Acceptance was the last stage. After denial and blame came acceptance. And only from acceptance could the healing begin.