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Ten seconds hung breathlessly silent before the battle weary victors cried out in happiness for precious freedom as the body of Voldemort hit the ground.
Ten minutes spun away frantically as the survivors flooded the Great Hall looking with dread and hope before a cry went out of “Fred lives!” bringing joyful tears to some while others mourned their discovered losses.
Ten hours languished by in anxious buzzing and exhausted leaning until one Frederick Gideon Weasley was declared stable by the endlessly racing healers at St. Mungo's.
Ten days rocketed by with all the dazzling emotional highs and lows of an ornery roller-coaster before Ronald Bilius Weasley and Hermione Jean Granger both concluded that they were not meant to be after an astoundingly fierce fight over eggs.
Ten months, long as a moonless night and quick as a hummingbird’s wings, marked the day when a life changing incentive never dreamed of before was unanimously passed by the Wizengamot.
Flights of efficient and surprisingly boxy owls launched with muted glee to swarm over the magical world of Great Britain carrying the news.
The news of the Great British Wizard Population Increase Act, effective immediately.