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None of these characters are mine. I only wrote the plot. Everything else belongs to J.K. Rowling. This disclaimer continues thought all chapters.

Hermione sat crying softly on the ground. The rain came poring down on her but she didn't notice it. All she cared about was the man lying in her arms. The Final Battle came all too quickly for the Golden Trio, too many lives were taken. Too many loved ones died. Hermione had seen some of her closest friends fall. Ron had gone down fighting 3 death-eaters all at once. One of them came up from behind him and killed him. The death-eater laughed and tried to spit into his face but Hermione stunned him before he got the chance. Poor Ron was only the first. Luna had died soon after him, closely followed by Ginny. Luna and Ginny and been overcome when trying to protect Harry from his chance to kill Voldemort. Too many were advancing all at once. They had fallen with their wands alight with spells. He couldn't kill Voldemort with magic because of the phoenix feathers of the core. He had Gryffindors Sward and plunged it into his heart. He turned around after he was finished with him only to be hit with 3 green killing curses. Amazingly, he stood up right. He had become invincible.

Hermione had seen all of this. She slowly turned to find her other half, her lover, her husband. Remus Lupin was walking towards her in the fog and rain. He was so fixed on comforting Hermione that neither of them noticed the figure creeping up behind him. Remus's face contorted suddenly and he fell forward. Peter, or Wormtail, had come up behind Remus and stabbed him with a silver dagger. He died almost instantly.

Hermione Lupin screamed, charging at Peter. "Avada Kedavra" She screamed. He fell over lifeless. Hermione fell to her knees beside Remus. He looked so pale and lifeless, but he was still breathing. He smiled up at her, "Hello beautiful. Please don't cry for me. I will always love you and wait for you at the clearing at the end of the path. Please Hermione, don't cry, or you will never be able to move on with your life."

"No, Remus. No! You cannot leave me! What about our baby! What will he do without a father?" Hermione screamed at him. She hadn't told him the news because she wanted to make it special. But he had to know if she was going to live the rest of her live without him.

"Our baby? We are having a baby? Oh, my… How wonderful! Tell him about me." With that said, Remus John Lupin died in his wife's arms.

Mrs. Lupin woke up early on the anniversary the final battle. She laid there remembering that past year. Harry had to carefully pry Hermione away from her fallen lover. Tears were falling down her checks, washing tiny rivers into the war-muck that had accumulated on her face. Harry pulled her into a bone crushing hug. He whispered gently into her hair, trying to comfort her aching soul. He helped her into her room in the castle before he went back to the field, to help with others. He had yet to find Ginny; his lovely new bride had fallen shortly after her brother.

Hermione sighed and got out of bed. She had lessons today. She had taken her husband's place as Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. It had been hard to take the position with her baby on the way but she managed. She hired a full time nanny to watch Addam Remus Lupin while she was teaching in the daytime. Hermione walked into her son's room, looking at the general mess of a one-year old boy's room. She let her memory's roam while she watched her boy sleep.

"Marry me, beautiful. I don't know what I'll do without you!"

Such a sweet moment in her past, the night Remus purposed. That was the night that she became know as beautiful to him.

I'm gonna be here for you baby
I'll be a man of my word

"Hermione, do you take this man to be…"
Speak the language in a voice that you have never heard
I wanna sleep with you forever
And I wanna die in your arms

"I do."

"You may kiss the bride."
In a cabin by a meadow where the wild bees swarm

Their wedding day had been a beautiful affair. One line from that song seemed to fit, and I wanna die in your arms. That's what he did. It was painful to think of.

"Hello beautiful. Please don't cry for me…"

Tears were falling freely down her face like they had before. Only this times no muck to wash away. Hermione walked slowly away from the bedroom. She got in the shower and washed away her tears in the warm water. Putting on her plain black robes, she went on her way to the Great Hall for breakfast.

"Attention! I would like everyone to listen please. As many of you know, to day is the one year anniversary of the Final Battle. As many of you also know that the battle has touched many of the professors personally. In the battle we lost Professors Trelawney, Snape, and Lupin." A collective sound of surprise swept through the hall. How could that be, she is sitting right there, next to Hagrid. "Remus Lupin was married to none other that our Hermione Lupin, who I asked to carry on in his place as DADA professor. Pleas give her your condolences on the matter of her late husband. Now, I ask all of you to give a moment of silence to those lost while I remind all of the lost souls, Ronald Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Neville Longbottom, Dean Thomas, Draco Malfoy, Lavender Brown, and Luna Lovegood. Those people were part of a small group of people Harry Potter, Hermione Lupin and Ron Weasley put together in their 5th year called The DA. The Trio taught them defensive spells for the very purpose of this battle. Please remember them." With that, Dumbledore sat down to eat his breakfast. Nobody seemed to notice that Professor Lupin was silently crying.

"Okay, your homework for tonight is and essay on how to distinguish real wolves against werewolves. Class dismissed." Hermione sighed. This class was the hardest for her to teach. It always brought back memories of Remus. She missed him; she had to have him back.

Hermione put her head on her desk. She remembered the spell that would take her back in time, only long enough to save Remus. The classes were done for the day. She was going to do it. Hermione took out her wand, pointed it at her self and said the spell.

Colors seemed to swirl and melt together around her. She felt her body being compressed until it was painful. Finally it stopped. She looked around the room she was in. She was in her class room but the things on her desk weren't hers. Good. I'm back. She walked out of the class and head on into somebody. He fell to the ground with and oomph.

"Oh, I am terribly sorry. Here, let me help you up." She said. Hermione didn't know who she had knocked over but she didn't care. A hand came out of the jumble of robes, and she gently pulled him to his feet. The face that came out of the robes surprised herHermione was looking at a 17 year old Remus. How could this be? I only went back a year! But Remus, here, only 16 or 17 years old! I need to talk to Dumbledore.

"Hello (beautiful) my name is Remus Lupin. I don't remember seeing you here. New professor?" Remus said.