He wasn't wrong. Even Hermione had to admit that. The world would've been better if the horrible person she'd allowed herself to become in the aftermath of the lost war didn't survive. She'd become someone that was cold, dangerous and entirely too selfish. All that mattered was making it to the next day. She didn't care what bodies she had to climb over in the process. Along the way, she'd killed countless other Oliver Woods. They were all better than her, far better than she could ever be.