The battle was over, that much was obvious as Aurors, Werewolves, Vampires, a few Goblins and Veela, were standing near the Professors and the rest of the DA. While I didn’t know for sure, but it looked like several professors were not present. The Headmistress had a nasty limp. Flitwick was covered in blood. Severus was busy healing his arms from the burns he had received, I could tell he was attacked by Bellatrix due to the many cuts in his robes. I was surprised and relieved that he was still alive in that case. So much more that I couldn’t process everything that had happened. I saw Ron and Harry, both relatively alright, along with Neville with the DA, though I feared their numbers were lessened. Everyone noticed our approach and my Inner Circle, along with the professors and my friends, rushed towards us. "Hermione! Daphne!" Harry cried out, relieved to see us alive. Though one look at us could tell we went through a lot. Our clothes were ripped and singed. Burns and singed hairs were aplenty. Other than that, we were mostly fine. I had a feeling our fire somehow healed us, a conundrum to figure out later.