Oh, this is lovely! I adore your Augusta -- she's gruff and tough and unsentimental, and yet so vulnerable beneath it all.

Some favourite parts:

The silk slides over Augusta's eyes just like the breeze slides over her unaccustomed nakedness

That's such a sensual image.

Augusta wasn't doing just fine in dead-boring old Charms, thank you very much.

Haha! No wonder she gets so cranky later on...

no matter what happened, no matter who was destroyed, Augusta Longbottom would be there to pick up the remains

I love the fact that her hat actually has this meaning to her.

She'd just stood there, her wand arm shaking, tears sliding maddeningly down her face, until Minerva had come to lead her away.

To me, this seems like the emotional heart of the piece -- just so touching.

Thanks for a wonderful read!