Hermione smiled as she watched it all; there was so little to celebrate these days. With the war it was all worry and stress and death and fear, and there was something so uplifting about seeing everyone leave all that behind and just celebrate the joyous happiness of the moment. The war couldn't take their lives away from them – they wouldn't let it take all the joy out of life, and it was beautiful to see. Like a slap in Voldemort's face – he might be able to hurt them, but he couldn't take away their spirits.