After a long time, everyone finally conquered their fear.
They dared to say: "Voldemort."
They drank butterbeer on Christmas Day, burping with the smell of butter and joy in their hearts.
On that day.
The Savior Who Lived defeated the Unspeakable Name.
The DA Legion wore smiling faces covered with dust. They laughed and spread their happiness to everyone.
Harry choked with sobs and hugged his friends beside him. He knew that the result of all this was the future of everyone's efforts, and that all deaths were for a better ending.
…
In the principal's office.
"Potter, could you please take pity on your professor? Don't stand in front of him like a troll after he dies. I'm sure there are a lot of reporters outside who want to see you like you are now." The harsh and cold words were directed at Harry like a poisonous snake spraying venom.
"Harry, I'm glad you came to visit us." Gester walked helplessly into the picture frame beside her. She reached out and held Snape beside her. The Slytherin headmaster, who was originally mean and unapproachable, stopped talking.
His face was twisted and awkward, and he snorted. The original sallow cheeks also disappeared after death. What was in the frame was a healthy appearance, and even the redness of his cheeks was so obvious.
Snape's cp.
Short essay
Not really together.
Concept: Companionship in the frame