Parvati couldn't be sad about fifty-one people who had died forty years ago, not when an entire civilization had died out, it was hard to focus on a few, just because they happened to have died during a battle. If anything, she felt more for all those young people who never got a chance to grow up, killed by something they didn't understand. Harry was right about something, they owed it to those people and themselves to create a real society.
With that in mind, she went to where Padma was and hooked their arms together. "I'm going to take over the Ministry," she said after a privacy spell. "Not really the Minister's position. Harry can keep that."
She started to walk away from others. "I had a discussion with Ron. We are creating a new and better DMLE that can fight a war, that's what he said. I don't want to use my powers to fight a war. I want to use them to make a better society, so I'm going to create a new division and I'm going to use it to direct others when I can. The Department for the Advancement of Magical Needs aka DAMN, I'm good. I might have to ask for your help on occasion."