Hermione sat in Draco's arms thinking about the day's events, the funeral. It had been held up for months, back then she wished that they would hurry up with the arrangements, she had gotten impatient of waiting for the closure that she dearly wanted, but now, sitting there in Draco's arms she was no nearer to closure then she was a month ago.

Time can't heal all wounds She thought to herself, I might move on but the wounds will still be there, fresh as ever in my heart

For her even though the losses were months ago were still raw and every time she thought about them it brought a lump in her throat and she had to struggle to compose herself before the tears started falling.

"Do you want to go down and have a better look at that plaque?" Asked Draco

"Yeah that would be good actually" She replied and for the second time that day, she pulled him up off the couch.

The walked calmly down into the entrance hall and were surprised to see that they was no one left in there. They looked through the doors into the blackness of the night; they had been sitting in the common room hours longer than each of them thought. They both turned their attention to the plaque. There was a large semi circle now visible, which was filled with mourners' gifts to the dead. They walked forward wanting to study the plaque further. Hermione searched until she found all of the Weasley's, next she searched for friends that she had lost. Lastly she looked for Dumbledore, not wanting to forget the powerful headmaster. It was largely thanks to him that they came through the battle as victors. She scanned through the rest of the names on the 'good' side of the plaque. She saw many familiar names, including a large amount of Hogwarts students. Her name was on there, along with Draco, Harry and Ron. They hadn't died but they had fought and that earned them a place on the board to be remembered by in years to come.

The final battle had unfortunately taken place in the Hogwarts castle. Voldemort had attacked during the Christmas Ball that took place shortly before the students were to return home for holidays. Death Eaters swarmed through the students who fought for their lives, but generally the death eaters succeeded. Ministry officials soon arrived but many losses had already been attained and any grown witch or wizard was called on to fight for freedom. It was only after Harry, Ron, Hermione and Draco had beaten Voldemort that the 'light' side started to gain the upper hand. The battle waged on for the entire night until every single death eater had been captured or killed, but the losses had been too great and many felt they could not go on. Suicides became widespread throughout the community, it was at least a month later that people finally settled down and started trying to rebuild what they had lost.

Hermione kept looking at the names before she thought to look at who was on the right of the white line. She walked over and looked through the names. There were many names that she knew would be there but a few Hogwarts students that she was shocked to see on the side of the plague. She kept reading though until she heard a gasp from Draco.

"What is it?" She asked

"Come here" He said looking deathly white.

She looked over to where he was pointing and saw the name Narcissa Malfoy on the 'evil' side of the plaque.

"Oh that's horrible" Said Hermione, Narcissa had neither fought nor been on the 'dark' side of the war, she was simply trapped in her marriage.

"That's not fair" said Draco softly, the tears running down his cheeks. He looked sadly at Hermione before collapsing onto her and breaking down like he hadn't done ever before. They both hit the floor and sat there in a heap, Draco sobbing uncontrollably and Hermione trying to be strong but the tears evidently rolling down her cheeks. They remained like this for at least an hour, Hermione now sobbing uncontrollably, letting go of all her emotions for a short while.

She was first to compose her self and muttered to Draco, "It's all right, I'll get it changed"

After another twenty minutes Draco managed to compose himself also, he stood and embraced Hermione protectively, never wanting to let her go.

"Draco, do you want to go back now?" She asked

"No, i need to finish" He replied, finally releasing her.

He turned back to the plaque; she also returned her attention to the names. She continued scanning the 'dark' side. Before stopping on another name, "Tom Marvello Riddle" She felt arms encircle her from behind and smiled as Draco put his head on her shoulder.

"Who's that" he asked noticing her finger linger on the name.

"Voldemort" She whispered.

"Pardon" He asked, "They put that asshole on there, what were they thinking?"

"He deserved to be remembered, everyone deserves that" She whispered again.

"He doesn't deserve anything" Draco replied angrily.

"Everyone deserves a chance to be remembered, he wasn't always evil, he was born as pure as the rest of us, untouched by greed and ambition, he should have the chance to be remembered, i doubt any witch or wizard will fulfill that chance but there should always be that chance" She whispered back and he nodded understanding.

She continued along the names until the very end.

"Come here i want to show you something" Draco whispered in her ear. He led her up to the middle of the 'light names'. He pointed out two names, one below the other. She smiled as she saw the names James Potter and Lily Potter. They were not forgotten.

"Look at this" He pointed out another name, Sirius Black, "Why isn't he on the 'dark' side?"

"He was innocent" She said simply, "Though i think it might confuse a lot of people that his name is there, we never got to prove his innocence to the world"

She explained to him the adventures she had had with the man she thought of as an uncle. He accepted it and the pair made their way up to Minerva's office. They needed that plaque changed for Draco's sake.