Epilogue
The celebrations lasted for weeks. Magical officials all over the world had to work around the clock to contain the exposure risk. But this time it was certain. Voldemort was really dead, never to return.
That summer saw more joy than there had been in many years. Ron and Hermione were married in an enormous ceremony, Hermione being escorted down the aisle by both her fathers, Dr. Granger and Remus. Witches and wizards from all over the British Isles came to celebrate with them. Celeste's emotions were heightened by the fact that she was three months into a new pregnancy. And this time, her child would not be born cursed.
Harry had become the most eligible bachelor in the wizarding world. Everywhere he went he was thronged by single young witches until the following summer when he married Ginny Weasley. The world celebrated once again at the happiness of the Boy Who Lived.
Life continued around them. The next generation came and grew up and birthed another generation. But the lessons learned were not forgotten. As one, the wizarding world vowed that they would never allow another Voldemort to arise.