Then two years passed, and the Wizarding World of Britain soon moved on from the past, forgetting the horrific things of the Second Wizarding War. She was still recognized by the wizarding folk whenever she was grocery shopping or ended up at the Leaky Cauldron, but more often than not the gazes that met her were not hateful or judging, but simply acknowledging her as a fellow human being. A few years had to go by until passers-by started stopping her in the middle of the street to express what a role model she is to the younger generation. Hermione gathered that’s how she would’ve been treated since day one if she hadn’t stayed by Draco’s side. She would’ve been a true war hero, the only one remaining out of the Golden Trio. But she had no regrets.