Chapter 41
A half an hour later, the job had been done. Landry had sent all of the people who had been resurrected back to their rightful realm. She took a deep breath as she looked over the now empty hall. Miles walked up next to her and laced his hand with hers. Landry smiled at him. She was very tired, but did not feel as though she could go to sleep. She scanned the room for her friends, and once spotting them, she walked over to them, still hand in hand with Miles.
Genevieve, Albus, and Scorpius were standing together, recounting things that had happened during the battle. They all fell silent as Landry approached.
"Hey," she said.
"What's up?" asked Scorpius.
"Not much," Landry said.
They all chuckled at the sarcasm Landry had just used.
"Do you want to go visit the thestrals?" Genevieve asked.
"That would be lovely," Landry replied.
"Wait, Gen, why do you want to go visit the thestrals? You can't see them," Albus pointed out.
"We just finished fighting a bloody war, Albus," Genevieve snorted. "I'm pretty sure that I'm going to be able to see them this time."
The group made their way down to the forest, the two couples hand in hand, with Genevieve in the middle, one arm around Landry and one around Albus. They soon reached the forest, which was littered with the footprints of the Death Eaters who had been in it just hours ago. It took a bit longer than usual to find the thestrals, as they had been scared deeper into the forest. Genevieve's eyes widened as the first thestral approached.
"It's beautiful," she said, reaching her hand out slowly, so the thestral could sniff her.
"As the proud owner of a thestral patronus, I thank you," Landry giggled.
The friends laughed and talked as they petted the thestrals. For a moment, it felt like nothing had changed, even though everything had.
"Hey, I just realized something," Scorpius said suddenly.
"What is it, Scorp?" Albus asked.
"Where was Severus Snape through all of this? He wasn't with the Death Eaters or with the Order of the Phoenix. Shouldn't he have been?" Scorpius asked.
"Honestly, I get why Voldemort didn't bring him back. Though he was part of both, he wasn't completely loyal to either," Landry pointed out.
"Yeah, plus he didn't deserve to be brought back. He was horrible to my dad and his friends when he was their teacher at school," Albus said. "Man, I'm so glad I was named after Dumbledore and not Snape."
"Wait, isn't your middle initial 'S'? I think I remember that from that stupid contract I made you sign. Wow, that seems like so long ago!" Landry recalled.
"What contract?" Miles asked.
"I'll explain later," Landry said with a giggle.
"My middle name is Scarfy," Albus said. "It's kind of weird, I know. But my dad said that I was named after someone who helped a lot of people. So I guess it's fine."
Suddenly, Genevieve gasped. "Look, it's snowing!" she cried.
Sure enough, white snowflakes had begun to fall from the sky, a thin layer of powder beginning to collect on the ground.
As Landry stood amongst her friends in the falling snow, she thought to herself how incredibly lucky she was to be here with them. And, despite being the Daughter of Death, Landry Beckett had never felt quite so alive.