In all her years Minerva had been at Hogwarts she had seen many things with the evil and the good, but this was hard to take in. The loss they had endured through this battle and now the rebuilding they needed to do. She felt like she was getting too old for this, but her children that walked the corridors, that came back to stand with her, they were why she was here still and why she would keep moving forward.


As she walked into the open room that once was a breathtaking beauty and looked around. Her eyes fell on the first two that had come in. Her heart broke for all of them, but life moved on and so would they in some ways. Walking towards them she placed her hand on George's shoulder and gave it a squeeze.

"Hello"


Where to begin though, so much needed to be done.