The winner is: REMUS MOONY LUPIN!!!
The final votes were:

Remus: 16
Severus: 5
Sirius: 9

Hermione looked up at him and smiled.

"Did you really think…the things he said?" His expression was deadly serious. I looked away. "Ella, did you?" I sighed.

"Yes, I did." He pulled me into a kiss, holding me close.

"Never again. Don't think those things ever again." I smiled lightly. "What did you mean, daughters of the moon? And who is Rasleua?" I smiled and shook my head, pulling away. I opened my arms and Ginny hugged me tightly.

"I love you, Mione." She muttered, low.

"Go home to your family, Gin. Your mission is done." She stumbled back.

"No." She said aloud, not lowering her voice anymore.

"Abby, please." She shook her head.

"No, Ella." She stared at me intently before paling. "No." Instead of being forceful, her words were pleading. "No, please tell me I'm wrong." I sighed and hung my head.

"You're not wrong. Go, Abby. I don't want you to be here." She took my hands, despite my trying to back away.

"No, I'm not leaving. The boys and Lily and I, we'll find a cure. Severus will help." I smiled at the desperation in her tone.

"There was always a chance that I would die." The boys paled and Remus drew in a breath.

"NO!" Ginny exclaimed, sobbing. I sighed and turned away. I transformed and dashed up to the Gryffindor tower. I could hear them following me, but I paid it no mind. I went to the tower and laid on the couch by the fire, turning back to human. I sighed.

"This always was my favorite place." I said, knowing they were there. "It's so peaceful, watching the fire." I heard Ginny sobbing and knew that the others probably had tears in their eyes.

"What did she mean, about you dying." I sighed and waved to the other couches.

"Sit." They sat and I saw their faces. They were filled with pain. "Abby and I haven't been entirely truthful with you, and I haven't been entirely truthful with her, yet." Ginny eyed me. "My name is Puella Lupus, but there was a time that I was called something different. I found some things on my travels. I found my life story." They took in a breath. "In 1979, there was a couple with ten children. The couple had all boys and wanted girls. On September 19th, of that year, the mother gave birth to twin girls. The very day after their happiest moment, the law decreed that all girls between 0 and 17 would be sold to rich families for work. The mother and father decided, since no one yet knew of their girls, that they would give their girls to a different family in hopes of a happier life." I paused. "They took the girls to their close friend, a man by the name of Samuel Granger." Ginny gasped but I ignored her. "Samuel knew that the parents wished for the children to be kept together, but he also knew that they wanted the girls to be happy. Samuel gave one of the girls to his son and another to a man that he'd met one day in the park, who said he and his wife were trying for a baby girl. The man refused at first, but he met Samuel in the hospital one day. Samuel saw that the man was deeply grieved and asked what was wrong. The man told him that his wife had lost their baby, and it had been the wished for girl. Samuel gave the baby to the man, doing a blood ritual to make the girl look a year younger and exactly like the dead baby. So the girls were separated." I paused for a breath. The two girls grew up, not knowing they were adopted or that they had a twin sister. The two girls met again, but didn't know they were family. The Granger girl, named Hermione, was friends with her twins adopted brother. The other twin was named Ginerva, but called Ginny be all. They went through seven years of adventure and sorrow, because they were the best friends of the only one that could defeat Voldemort, a boy named Harry Potter." James gasped and everyone looked from him to her. "Finally, Harry defeated Voldemort, but many were killed in the process. Hermione realized that it was her destiny to stop the killings that had already happened, and so prepared. The day came when two girls attacked her. She was sent back in time and was met by four boys. Her sister, who she didn't know was her sister, deliberately followed her back in time to look out for her friend. You should know the rest." I stayed silent, watching the fire. I saw Ginny trying to take it all in. The others were figuring it all out now, I knew. Everything I'd kept from them.

"Rasleua?" Ginny asked.

"There was a prophecy I found when I found out about our origins. It goes:

After the chosen defeats the evil, two will rewrite. Red and brown, one but two, Rasleua. Brown will go, Red will stay. Grey will triumph and brown will sicken from the spoils of her mission. There is one that will die, and three pairs will love. Brown and Red will rewrite and the world will be at peace. After the chosen defeats the evil, two will rewrite.

"There is one that will die…" Ginny repeated. I sighed and nodded. "That doesn't necessarily mean that you'll be the one to die!" I shook my head and turned back to the fire.

"Remember Dumbledore, Ginny." She paled.

"Please Hermione, you can't leave me. I need you." She begged. I smiled and shook my head.

"That's not true. You're an adult now Gin. You'll be fine. Just let Harry now all about his Aunt Ella when you see him." I closed my eyes and smiled. I heard the door open but didn't open my eyes.

"Am I too late?" I opened my eyes in surprise as I saw Severus enter the Gryffindor common room.

"Hey, Sev. Come to join the party?" He scowled but moved closer.

"Lupin, please don't hit me for this." He bent down and kissed me. I felt him sucking more than kissing, like a Dementor would. I heard Remus growling but being restrained. Finally, Severus pulled back, breathing heavily. He stumbled and my eyes widened.

"What did you do?" I whispered. He let out a small pained smile.

"I recognized the symptoms. Bad part is that it works faster now that I've sucked it out." I slowly shook my head. "I couldn't tell any of you before I did it or you wouldn't have let me."

"Bloody Hell! Of course I wouldn't have let you! You're absolutely INSANE!" I yelled. He let out a small laugh and nodded. I turned to the others, who were obviously confused. "The bloody idiot sucked the poison into his own system. He's going to die in minutes." They looked stunned and I saw a tear fall down Ginny's cheek. She moved over to him and stroked his cheek.

"Thank you." She whispered. He leaned into her hand and I could tell that he was feverish.

"Lily…Ella." Both of us came over to him while Ginny moved back to the boys. "Love…both. First…first friends." I smiled and nodded while Lily leaned against me in tears. He turned his head to Lily. "Sorry…fifth year…didn't mean to…different for you." I knew what he was talking about and looked away.

"You never answered me about why?" She whispered, tears falling faster.

"I…love…you. Potter…better …but…love …anyway." He struggled out. She pecked his forehead as he closed his eyes. I bowed my head as she cried. I sighed.

"There is one that will die, and three pairs will love. Brown and Red will rewrite and the world will be at peace." I muttered.

"I guess things have a way of working out." Ginny muttered. I nodded, biting my lip. I picked up the light body and carried it out of the tower. No one suggested magic, and I didn't use it. I carried him all the way to the Hospital wing on the first floor. Madame Pomfrey was rushing around but stopped when I pointed at Severus and shook my head. She blinked away tears and pointed to a pallet on the floor by her office. I put him there and went out the door. I waved my wand at Lily and watched as her stomach glowed blue.

"I thought you might need some happy news. Congratulations, Lils, James. It's a boy." I walked away before anyone could say anything. I went down to the Great Hall, going to Dumbledore. "I was dying. He sucked the poison out. He's dead." I whispered. Dumbledore wrapped me in a hug that definitely felt grandfatherly.

"Live for him." I nodded.

Eight months later, Harry James Potter was born to James and Lily Potter. Sirius and I were named godparents. Remus and I married a month later, in a double wedding with Sirius and Ginny. We never went back to our old names, keeping Puella and Abbigale. Our children will grow up in peace.

THE END

How was that? I hope that everyone enjoyed the ending, despite that Hermione didn't get with Sirius or Severus. Let me know how that was, Belinda.