            So she told him. She told him about Voldemort’s return and Dumbledore’s death. Snape’s betrayal, then the secrets he shed in the shack by the lake. She told him about Harry and Ginny’s proposal, Bill and Fleur’s wedding, Tonks and Remus’s swift marriage and beautiful child, Teddy. She eventually told him about herself and Ron, before that got too awkward to speak of. And when the morning began to creep through the windows, she told him about the Battle of Hogwarts. How their friends fought and died in the name of the Light. About their victory, which, in the end, didn’t feel so victorious at all.