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A/N: So I am almost finished reading an amazing Twilight fic. It's called My Twilight by DreamonAlina. Just check it out, trust me it's amazing! I know that I haven't updated this for a while, but I was just hit by inspiration that got me out of my writer's block. I hope that you all enjoy this chapter, as it is the final one. And I will warn you there is a cliff hanger ending. I started a new Twilight fic, called Someone Else it's a Jaspella, check it out if you want. I will also be starting a new Twilight fic that will be called Forever Changed, so check that out too once it comes out. Also, even when a story is finished, I will still thank you for your reviews, because I am a nice person. Anyway, enjoy this chapter, for it is the last one!

Hermione sighed, she was seriously starting to see some sense in what the Cullen's were talking about. She had to admit. All wars end, and never in wizarding history has one not eventually ended, the good side winning.

And she was thinking this without the influence of Lila.

She stared at innocent little Lila, sleeping peacefully on Rosalie's lap. Then she thought of all the other children, muggle children, wizard children. All of them young and innocent. With long happy lives ahead of them. They could do anything. Be anything. They could be Quidditch stars, movie stars, actors and actresses, singers, writers, teachers, bankers, lawyers, store owners, they had dreams, everyone did.

And no matter how much Hermione didn't want to admit it. She wasn't living her dream right now. Briefly, she had thought that her dream was to have power. To be with Tom. To rule the world. But she no longer wanted that. She had already killed someone, just so that she could live forever. Seriously, why didn't she and Tom just get bitten by a vampire instead of going through all the trouble with horcruxes? The only thing that she wanted now was Tom.

But if it meant being who she was right now, a monster. More of a monster than the vampires sitting in front of her could have ever been, then it wasn't worth it. It wasn't worth the deaths, the grief, the pain, the lives ruined.

She wasn't supposed to be a monster. She was supposed to be Hermione Granger, the 'Golden Girl'. Harry Potter's best friend. She was supposed to help kill, help bring down, the person that she now loved.

But was her love worth hundreds of lives? No it wasn't. Not now and it never would be.

Hermione looked up from her lap, and met each Cullen's gaze in turn. Edward's, Bella's, Carlisle's, Esme's Emmett's, Jasper's, Renesmee's, she offered the perfect child a small smile, Rosalie's, who glared at her, then finally, little Lila's, who had just woken up. She smiled at the child, who smiled back, nodding slightly, as if she knew what Hermione was about to do. What Hermione was about to give up.

Then Hermione looked at Tom. Who had a pained, almost conflicted, look in his eyes.

"Tom," she began, her voice breaking, "I made a mistake. I've made a lot of mistakes. And I believe that you have too. But I can't live like this. I tried, I really did. And at first I thought that this was where I belonged, who I was meant to be. That I wanted the power, that I needed the power. But then I met Lila. Lila showed me that I was wrong. And, Tom, I'm fairly sure that she showed you too," Hermione said, trying to measure Tom's reaction, but his face remained unreadable.

Hermione took a deep breath before turning to speak to the Cullen's. She wasn't exactly sure how they would take her request. And if they agreed, then she definitely wasn't sure if Tom would too, or if he would just go on with the war and kill more people, more people that had dreams, dreams that he had the power to shatter.

"I have to thank you all. For making me see sense," Hermione glanced at Tom, who once again had pained, almost conflicted, look in his eyes, "And Tom. I love you. I love you more than anything, but I don't want to keep killing people. I don't want innocent to die.

"Tom. I want to be with you forever, and I want you to have a second chance. You deserve it," Hermione turned back to the Cullens.

"I have a favor to ask of you. Tom and I can not just give up now. I want you turn us into vampires. I want us to be able to start over and not be bothered by people from the Order, still intent on killing us.

"So. Will you turn us into vampires?"

A/N: The End! I decided on this ending, because, I wasn't sure whether I wanted them all to die or not, so I decided that I'll let the readers decide how they want the ending to be. Leave your version of how it ends in a review or PM. I'll pick one reviewer, whoever's review I like best and in a PM I will write an epilogue just for them. I know that you are all thinking, why won't she just post an epilogue for all of us? And that's because I like how I ended this and don't want to ruin it with either them living happily ever after or everyone dying. (Deadline for the whole epilogue contest ends is the 23 of this month, so you really don't have much time and only members and participate, because I'm leaving it in PM, and it will be very brief).

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