The battle was over. They had held but the cost had been high. The main doors had been destroyed and the floo network fireplace's had been obliterated. There had been over 150 casualties on the attacking side and nearly twice that on the Auror's side. The only reason the battle had been won was that once the Death Eaters had got into the atrium there was nowhere for them to run except into the defences of the ministry. They were wiped out. After the battle Kingsley sent a runner to St Mungo's to ask for more medical staff. They sent a full group off 40 healers. They set up an emergency triage centre in the office complex and started to treat the injured. There were not a lot of injuries. The Death Eaters don't usually leave survivors.

"Why did he attack? He must know that he couldn't get through the defences" Kingsley said to Harry, while they sat in the medical centre. They had both received only minor injuries during the fighting.

"He damn nearly did" Harry replied. They were sitting on adjoining beds in one corner of the wing. Hermione had gone off to get drinks for the three of them. She had stayed

"What was the purpose of this then?" Kingsley asked as Hermione returned with their drinks.

"What?" she asked as she sat next to Harry on his bed.

"This attack, what was the point of it?" He said as he sipped his drink.

"A diversion?" Hermione asked.

"Possibly" Kingsley agreed. "But what could be a bigger or better target than this"

"Maybe he wasn't trying to hurt us, just you" Hermione said to Harry

"Why would you say t..." Harry trailed off as a medi-wizard ran up to Kingsley and whispered something to her.

"Harry, I am so sorry" Kingsley's eyes were misty.

"What? What's happened? Hermione said.

"There has been another attack" Kingsley said as Harry got up off his bed and headed off towards the doors.

"Where?" Hermione asked as she and Kingsley followed Harry.

"Godrics Hollow" Kingsley said as they saw Harry Dissapperate.

They arrived in the middle of the tiny village to see a scene of utter devastation. There was a huge pillar of smoke emanating from one end of the village, while the inhabitants were all crowded around in a huddle.

"Harry!?" Hermione called out.

"Yea?" said a voice from behind her.

She spun around to see Harry standing behind her, tears in his eyes.

"What happened?" she asked, but she already knew the answer.

"It's Teddy. He's dead"