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There were students and teachers working together to rebuild hogwarts Her wards had fallen there is blood coating the floors and cracks through what walls were left. Everywhere families were mourning their dead and gathering family. Those students who still had family at least, everywhere he looked there was devastation, Hogwarts has fallen. But she would rise again, with the help from her students and teachers they would rebuild, and they would be stronger for it. The ancient magic of Hogwarts seemed to support and help them along their mission.

It took almost a year to rebuild her enough to hold classes again. The adults taught the children as much as they could while they worked, but things would be different for years after. As laws in the ministry were removed and replaced, magical Britain slowly got back on its feet. Harry spent most of his time rebuilding Hogwarts and rarely did much else. On rare occasions was he called on for speeches and public appearances, but wherever he went he was stared at and revered. Though Harry was deeply uncomfortable with the situation, he was getting used to it.

Because of his close connection with the media and government, Harry was able to petition for a construction of a memorial to represent all lost in the war, on both sides. Since many were not given proper burials in the battle of Hogwarts. It ended up being a simple large black stone piece with the names of the fallen, from James and Lily potter to Tom riddle (not that anyone knew who that really was.) Many people would often go there to mourn the lost and place flowers around it. It was placed in the field next to the black lake and looked beautiful in the evenings as the sun set over the lake.

Though Hogwarts has a long way to go to restore her to her former glory, she will soon receive both new and old charges to learn in her halls. Her ancient magic has remained throughout all the turmoil, though her wards had to be remade; she will still be just as powerful as generation after generation of new witches and wizards step through her halls. Life would soon go back to a semi-normal state, young witches and wizards going to school, though there weren't many these days, after three wars. Harry often goes out to the lake to just sit and think, after all everything in his life led up to this, since getting his Hogwarts letter he had been seen as the boy-who-lived, the supposed "savior" and now it was just over. . . No more war, no more grand confrontation at the end of the year. Should he take his NEWTS? Or should he just go into the aurors like ron? After all this fighting he wasn't sure he wanted to keep going.

His entire life he had been fighting for something. At the dursleys it was for food, or to avoid a beating. At Hogwarts it was to save the wizarding world from the evil lord voldemort. He still couldn't believe he actually beat him, the most powerful dark lord in centuries, if not ever. Even as a student he was a genius. And yet . . . Harry managed to triumph in the end. It was confusing too just suddenly without a purpose. To be honest he never expected to survive this war. He was just a child after all. He could be the DADA teacher, he was good at teaching. But he would need his NEWTS for that, and maybe a defense mastery too.

So with his new goal in mind Harry quickly stood up and made his way back inside Hogwarts to talk to mcgonagall. He made his way up the staircases and made his way through the halls towards the headmistresses office. As he came up to the gargoyle it moved aside for him of it's own volition, because Minnie gave him permission to come whenever he wanted. She wasn't in her office yet but she no doubt felt him enter her wards and will be along soon, so he sat down and waited for her while looking around.

The office looked very different than when Dumbledor resided in it. Gone were the mysterious trinkets and overwhelming gryffindor colors. Replaced instead by neat bookshelves and furniture in neutral colors, the portraits of all the different headmasters were still behind the desk, most were asleep at this point. With a few curiously watching him. He stood as the door behind him opened and McGonagall walked through. "Hello Professor mcgonagall, Do you have time to talk to me a bit?" He asked as they both sat down in their respective seats. She looked at him with a slight smile and said "Of course Mr.Potter, I have a bit of paperwork to do but other than that I'm free."

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