Hogwarts would always be Hyacinth's true safe place. No matter what had occurred during the war, she could not leave Hogwarts behind. It was the only place she could truly call home, the only place which held true happy memories. 

It was the place where she learnt who she was, who she was when she was not only just in her brothers shadow. It was where she met her closest friends, her second family. 

It was also where she met him. 

The man she had been in love with since they were 14. The person she could see past all the flaws, all the doubts, all the wrongdoings and see beyond. She could see him and she could only wish that he could see her back. That he could separate her from her brother. That he could separate her from the stupid school rivalry which seemed even now in their mid twenties to still rule over him. 

But she supposed perhaps that was the Potter curse. The one her godfather had always talked about. 

That she would suffer from unrequited love. 

Until either he loved her back or she learnt to move on.