Hi again! I'm so sorry that it took me so long to get another chapter up! I had a big basketball tournament to get ready for, and then I went to the Wizarding World of Harry Potter (which is AMAZING! I got Remus' wand at Ollivander's, and the Butterbeer is out of this world). All that made it hard to write, so sorry that this chapter took a little while to get up.

Anyways, here's the last chapter! Thanks to everyone who has reviewed :) You all are the BEST!

Andromeda knew that she wouldn't be able to sleep that night. How could she? Her daughter and son-in-law, her only family besides the tiny baby asleep in her arms, were fighting in "the battle that would end it all" as Dora had put it.

Andromeda leaned back on the sofa and tried to relax, but she couldn't stop thinking of everyone at Hogwarts. Her heart ached at the thought that many of the fighters would be Hogwarts students who had been so anxious to help Harry in the past. They were only children, barely given the chance to live! It was cruel for people so young to have to see such horrors.

She thought of her own daughter, risking her life for years trying to end this war, and despite her attempts to hold them back, Andromeda's eyes filled with tears. The way she saw it, there were two possibilities. 1: Both Remus and Nymphadora would return home safely and would live out the remainder of their happy lives. And 2:… she shuttered at the thought. They had to live, they just had to. They had been through far too much only to die now at the very end.

No matter the outcome, Andromeda was sure of one thing: live or die, Dora and Remus would be together; it wouldn't be fair for them to be separated now.

She tried to find some peace in that thought, but for some reason, it only made her feel more uneasy. Her stomach was doing flips and twists, causing her to feel sick. Her head was spinning with ideas as to what could be happening at the battle, making her lightheaded and dizzy.

Andromeda closed her eyes, trying to push all thoughts out of her mind. They're going to be okay, she thought. They're going to be okay. They're going to be okay…. She kept repeating it over and over to herself in an attempt to calm herself down. They'll be alright… The thought acted like a lullaby, slowly dragging her into an uneasy sleep.

She was running through the darkness, her heart racing. She couldn't see anything, just an inescapable blackness drowning her, seeming to smother her as she ran. An evil cackle sounded from behind her, and she ran faster still. It was becoming harder to breathe, and her chest tightened, but she couldn't slow down. The same laugh echoed through the darkness again, causing Andromeda to push through harder, praying that she would reach something, anything that would allow her to escape.

Suddenly, a speck of light appeared out in front of her, and it grew larger as she approached it. Andromeda's heart leapt. She ran faster, trying to get out of the blackness as soon as possible.

Finally, she reached the edge of the darkness, and stepped through to the other side. The relief she had felt when she first saw the tiny hole of light instantly disappeared, leaving nothing but her horror as she took in the sight before her.

Hogwarts was completely destroyed. Entire towers had crumbled, leaving nothing but a pile of rubble. Other parts of the castle were burning as bright flashes of lights hit the walls. Cries and screams echoed through the grounds as yet another tower came smashing to the ground.

She looked down, and her heart sank to her stomach. She felt as though she would collapse right there; the sight before her was too much to handle.

Four bodies were arranged in a circle right at Andromeda's feet. They were dead. She gasped when she saw Ted lying in the dry, brown grass with his mouth slightly agape and his eyes glazed over. His face was pale and lifeless and cold, and blood seeped through his shirt.

A few feet away from him, Harry was sprawled on the ground with a shocked expression on his face and his glasses askew. Next to him, Remus lay motionless. A deep cut on his head spilled blood into his face and hair. His arms and legs were twisted at unnaturally painful-looking angles, making her stomach churn just looking at them, and his face was screwed up in an almost pained-looking expression.

Finally, Andromeda's eyes came to rest on her daughter. Dora's face was scratched and bruised, causing blood to drip onto the dead grass beneath her. Her hair, always any array of bright colors, was a dull and dingy grayish brown color. Her arms and legs were sprawled about on the grass, as though she had been thrown off her feet and landed on her back. Her face had the same surprised expression Harry's had had, but her eyes, usually happy and youthful, stared unseeingly at the night sky.

Andromeda fell to her knees, her husband's body on her left and her daughter's on her right. She covered her face and began sobbing. How could this have happened? Everyone was gone. They had no hope now.

Suddenly, a baby cry came from the center of the circle of bodies, and the same evil laugh rang through the grounds.

Andromeda looked up and saw Bellatrix cackling like a hyena and holding her wand pointed at baby Teddy. Teddy wailed in Bellatrix's arms as the Death Eater turned to address her sister.

"Ah, come to see the show, Andy?" Bellatrix teased cruelly. "You're just in time. I was about to get rid of this brat," she added menacingly as she raised her wand to curse the child.

Andromeda sprang from her place on the ground and lunged for Teddy. She was not going to lose him too. She reached out a desperate hand for him, and pushed her mad sister out of the way. Bellatrix stumbled backwards, loosening her grip on the boy. Andromeda pulled Teddy into her arms and held him tightly to her chest.

Just then, Andromeda saw Bellatrix snarl and shout "Avada Kedavra!" The jet of emerald light headed straight for Andromeda and the baby in her arms. Her eyes opened in shock, and—

*Crackle*

Andromeda sat bolt upright on the sofa, her face covered in sweat and her breathing heavy. It was early morning, and a pale gray light came through the nearby window. Teddy was still sleeping soundly in her arms.

She placed him in his bassinet and sat back on the sofa, trying to calm herself down after her dream. There was another crackling sound, and Andromeda looked to her right to see that the radio on the side table had sprung to life, the many lights and knobs flashing and turning wildly. Suddenly, an unrecognizable man's voice came on the speaker. "Breaking news from Hogwarts," the voice said. "Last night, a battle was fought at Hogwarts castle. Many of the fighters included those who were loyal to You-Know-Who, known as Death Eaters, members of the secret society known as The Order of the Phoenix, and several Hogwarts students and teachers. Kingsley Shacklebolt is here with the latest."

Kingsley's voice then came on. His voice was heavy with exhaustion when he spoke, "This morning at approximately 4:26 A.M., Harry Potter defeated and killed Voldemort, ending a war that has been fought for almost twenty years." Andromeda's heart must have skipped a beat. The war was over. Not only was it over, but they had won! Remus and Nymphadora would be coming home! They would be able to live the lives they had always wanted. They would be able to see Teddy off to Hogwarts. With Voldemort gone, maybe things would get better for werewolves, and Remus would be able to get another job teaching. Her face lit up thinking about the bright future she and her family now had.

Kingsley's voice came back on, but this time, it was thick, as though he were choking back tears, "Despite the fact that this battle has ended a long-waged war, many people from both sides lost their lives in the fighting." He stopped again, and his voice began to crack with his sadness, "I have with me a list of those known to have been killed last night. In addition to this broadcast, families of those who died will be notified of the loss of their loved ones by way of Ministry owls. First, from the Death Eaters: Barnibas Applewood, Noretta Brookstone, Maurice Killingsley, Bellatrix Lestrange,…" Andromeda couldn't help but gasp. Her big sister, the one she had looked up to as a child, the one she had played Ghosts and Wizards with in the family mansion, was gone. She knew that her sister had killed so many people, that she was no longer the girl Andromeda had once asked for advice concerning boys at Hogwarts, but it didn't lessen the blow. Andromeda felt tears fall down her cheeks and into her lap. She sniffled loudly, and tried to push memories of her sister out of her mind. She had to hear if anything happened to Remus and Dora.

After "Henrietta Whizbee", Kingsley started announcing the names of the Hogwarts students who had died. Though Andromeda recognized none of the names, she couldn't help but shed several tears for the families that were wailing when the names of their sons and daughters were announced.

Finally, after what had to be the twentieth student, Kingsley sniffled loudly and began announcing Order members that had died, and Andromeda closed her eyes tight, praying that she wouldn't hear Dora's or Remus' names. Kingsley had only read through the third name, however, when an owl came pecking at the window.

Andromeda nearly jumped out of her seat on the couch, and took in the sight of the bird. At first, her stomach dropped to the floor. Kingsley said that families would be notified about the death of their loved ones. It had to be Remus or Dora, she thought. Her breathing became ragged and shallow, not wanting to know who had died.

Then, she thought back on those who had already been called. Her sister was among those who had been killed. The Ministry must have just wanted to send her an owl alerting her to her sister's death.

Andromeda felt some of her panic leave her and let the bird inside. It flew over to the coffee table and dropped a letter on the shiny wooden surface. The owl then flew back out the window with a soft hoot.

Andromeda picked up the envelope from the table. It was addressed to her from the Ministry, as she had expected. What she hadn't expected, however, was for another owl to come flying through the window and drop another Ministry letter on the table.

No, she thought morbidly. Someone else had been killed. She gripped the first envelope in her shaking hands, and tore it open messily. She pulled out the neatly folded parchment, but she was trembling so much, it became hard to determine any of the words. She took a deep breath in an attempt to gather her nerves and started to read.

Dear Mrs. Andromeda Tonks,

It is our deepest regret to inform you of the loss of daughter, Nymphadora Tonks-Lupin. She was found on the grounds of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry early this morning. She is presumed to have been killed by the Killing Curse.

We must inform you of our deepest sympathy for your loss. If you wish to speak to anyone at the Ministry, simply tell us in a response to this letter.

We wish you and your family the best of luck.

Yours, with Sympathy,

Wesley Cumberton

Head of the Department for International Magical Cooperation

It wasn't true…it couldn't be true. Dora was an Auror. She was trained for battles like these. She couldn't have been killed.

Just then, almost as if on cue, Kingsley's voice read the names, "Nymphadora and Remus Lupin".

Andromeda stood in the middle of the sitting room, completely still. No sorrow filled her as it did when she found out about her sister's death. Now, a complete emptiness gripped at her insides. She didn't need to open the other envelope. She knew that it was a similar letter about Remus, about how her family had been killed last night.

The emptiness caused everything to be shut out. She didn't hear the rush of the wind coming from the still open window, nor did she feel the chilliness that came with the breeze. She didn't hear Kingsley call the names of the other Order members; she didn't even know that Fred had been killed until she was told about his funeral a few days later.

She was numb and empty, and that felt worse than the grief. She turned off the radio with a flip of the switch and sank back into the couch. An eerie silence filled the house. Andromeda wrapped her arms around herself, trying to fill the emptiness she felt inside.

Teddy began to cry softly from his bassinet, and Andromeda rose from her seat and picked him up. He immediately quieted in his grandmother's arms.

He looked up at Andromeda quizzically with dark, twinkling eyes, Dora's eyes. His hair slowly began to morph from jet black to a sandy brown that was the spitting image of his father's. He looked so much like them, Andromeda couldn't help but smile. They weren't really gone, she thought, they lived on in this tiny baby boy she was now holding in her arms. They wouldn't be able to hear his first words or see his first steps, but they were in a place where they were never going to be separated again, waiting to be reunited with the rest of their family.

Teddy yawned and began to drift off to sleep, his hair changing from sandy brown to bright, bubblegum pink. Andromeda smiled and held the boy close, and suddenly, some of the emptiness was filled.

Well, there's the last chapter. I know that there were parts of it that may have been a little melodramatic, but I tried to put a bit of a happier spin on it. I hope that the transition wasn't too sudden or awkwardly done. Let me know what you think in a Review!