Two caskets covered in pure white roses,
A priest stands before them as crowds of
people, magical and muggle, stand in grief.
A boy with untidy black hair is comforted
by a young girl with flaming red curls, as
a boy with matching hair stares at the caskets
sadly.

Across from them is a man with silver hair, next
to a raven haired woman. They have lost a son,
and gained an understanding. They look at the
caskets and are forever changed.

The priest looks at the gathering of people
and says,

"A glooming peace this morning with it brings
The sun for sorrow will not show his head
Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things;
Some shall be pardoned, and some punished;
For never was a story of more woe,
Than Hermione and her Draco."

~*~FIN~*~