She could feel the disbelief, the pain, the hurt, the anger and the sadness even after ten years. She couldn't move on because her family, her best friends, her boyfriend; they had all betrayed her and she was left behind while they lived.

"I thought.. I had to make a choice.. I can choose to tell you, and we can live happily ever after or.. I can do what's best for you and leave.. I didn't leave because I'm a coward, I left because I wanted you to follow your dreams."

This was a moment where nothing mattered, the war didn't matter, Harry didn't matter, the possible end didn't matter - they had each other, for just one single moment until the end of their world as they knew it. And they will never forget.

They had watched their little girl grow from that shy, quiet, friendless, bookworm into the woman that stood before them; a brave, intelligent, loyal, beautiful eighteen year old. And they couldn't be any prouder of the most intelligent witch of her time.