Picking up the pieces was hard. She'd just lost her best friend... but then, nearly everyone had lost someone they were close to. The mood on Diagon Alley was so confused. Partly a celebration that everything was finally over. But the moment was bittersweet. Some shops remained closed, others displayed memorials in the windows. Celebration and grieving, hand in hand.
Angelina kicked aside a stray strand of bunting, fluttering pathetically down the cobbled street. Weasleys Wizard Wheezes was closed, dark purple and orange curtains pulled shut over the dusty windows, although a neon green sign pinned to the door proclaimed in overly optimistic letters that the shop would be reopening 'soon'. Angelina skipped the front door, heading down a small side alley to the shop's back entrance. The door was unlocked, and quietly Angelina headed inside, her stomach squirming as she moved through the back room of the shop.
It looked just as it had before. Experiments still lay half-finished on the wo