A/N: Here it is. The final chapter (epilouge not counted). When I started this story I had some things in my mind. The beginning, some parts in the middle (emily's birth,the wedding...etc..) and the End. Everything was clear as mud in my mind. But then I sat down and started to type this very chapter and I wrote about...a page and a half before this little voice in the back of my head exclaimed; but that's not how it happened! And I realized that it was right...the end I had originally thought out was...wrong. Because it didn't happen like that...so with a ctrl+a and a push on the Delete button I began again. And wrote this and the Epilouge in one go. So here it is...without further ado...The end of it all.

Disclaimer: I have never owned it. I will never own it.

Chapter 52-Realization.

Realization of Truth is higher than all else;

Higher still is truthful living.

-Unknown-

October 29th 1981 was the day that realization hit me. I had left Emily with Reggie and Izzy to meet with Dumbledore. I arrived at his office and sat down to talk with him. He told me that he had managed to destroy all the horrocruxes without Voldemort finding out. I smiled a real smile for the first time that week but as I watched the sorrowful expression on his face the smile slid off my lips.

"Sir, this is good news. Why are you so sad?" I questioned warily, I knew that it had to be something bad.

"The horrocruxes are destroyed yes. But Voldemort is still very much at large..." I looked at him and waited for him to continue. I didn't fully trust him because even if I wanted to tell Sirius not to go through with his plan, Dumbledore told me not to. His eyes weren't twinkling when he cleared his throat.

"Do you remember the first time we met Charlotte? I told you that the reason you were transported here might be to save your friends, to stop everything from happening." I nodded slowly, how could I forget? Well I had actually forgotten about it for the most of the time.

"There is another prophecy that out rules the one involving little Harry Potter. It involves you I believe." I stared at him. How could this be?

From a near and yet distant future.

Our traveller comes.

Knowledge will conquer.

But a Scarifies must be made.

His voice was quiet at he read the three lines out loud to me.

"I...I don't understand," I said looking at him warily.

"Obviously that traveller is me but...what can I do?" He looked at me sadly but didn't utter a single word.

Realization can be cruel. It hit me like a ton of bricks. You were sent here for a reason. That sentence echoed in my head. I did not appear in the dimension to make friends, fall in love, get married or have a child. I was here to help them. I had failed the task, well not failed exactly. I had just ignored the real purpose, I had gotten distracted.

People tell you that when you realize the truth you should feel a feeling of satisfaction, you solved the puzzle! But all I felt was dread.

"How long have you known?" The question was spoken quietly and hesitantly. A sigh and then came the dreaded answer.

"Since the first prophecy was known."

"And you did not tell me." It was a statement, not a question.

"No. You were with child, there was nothing I could do." I stared up at the man in front of me, this man that was supposed to be the greatest wizard of all time. He had not failed me I realized, I had failed myself. I was not sure of what I had to do but I knew one thing; it would not be pretty.

"I would suggest that you took your time to think about this, alone." I barely heard what he said but nodded anyways and headed out. I reached the lake sooner then I expected to and sunk down next to a tree, our tree.

Thoughts were running through my head. Sirius, Lily, Emily, James, Regulus, Remus...all of them swam in my thoughts. The days they respectively entered my life replayed itself inside my head, over and over again. As I sat there staring at nothing I felt despair, I didn't know what I was supposed to do. Knowledge will conquer. My knowledge of what was going to happen; it couldn't be anything else, could it? As I sat there at the tree, our tree, the marauders tree I realized with great sadness what had to be done. The truth was laughing me in the face, mocking my own stupidity. Teasing me for the terrible choices I had made. I had lived a wonderful life here, but it wasn't the life I was sent here to live. I wasn't meant to become Mrs. Black. I wasn't meant to become a mother. And now what I had to do would only hurt the ones I loved more…it would hurt me more. It would make my task even more difficult. But I knew that it had to be done and soon. As I walked back to the school, memories of the past replayed itself before my eyes. I smiled as a 17 year old Sirius chased a younger me along the corridors. I almost laughed as I watched the young marauders conspire against some un-expecting Slytherin's. When I reached Dumbledore's office my heart was filled with sorrow and dread of what was to come. But I knew that there was nothing I could do. Dumbledore looked at me sadly as I entered the office but he was no longer alone, Severus was with him.

"There has to be another way," he said staring at me with his dark eyes. They held no emotion but I knew that he right now felt the same as I did; scared. I slowly shook my head no, there was no other way.

I headed home. I acted like everything was fine. I insisted that we visited Reggie and Izzy, Izzy was now expecting their first child. We then went to see Lily and James and spent the rest of the evening there, laughing and forgetting the troubles if only for a moment. When we arrived at home I put Emily to bed. Sirius and I talked through the night, just talked. Like we used to do. I fell asleep with a smile on my face but with dread in my heart.

October 30th 1989.

I went to work that day, spent it with Damien. And as I said goodbye, I prayed to god that he didn't realize that I hugged him harder than usual. He and Ethan, who was there to buy him, lunch. I visited Remus and Amelia after that. We hadn't seen much of each other thanks to the werewolf missions that Remus was always on. I laughed with them and gave them hugs before I went home. I apparated via Reggie's place to pick up Emily an when I arrived at home I was met by Severus Snape. We talked, him trying to talk me out of my decision of going along with Dumbledore's plan and me telling him to go home an prepare. He left in a bad mood, having had his mind set on changing my mind.

Sirius came home, we ate dinner like any normal day and then he put Em to bed. While he was gone I snuck into the bedroom and found one of those skimpy lingerie's that I gotten before we got married. Sirius was pleasantly surprised.

Hours later I awoke and went into my daughters' room. I watched the sleeping infant sadly, my daughter. This wonderful little being that meant the world to me. I quietly leaned down and kissed her forehead, ignoring the tears that ran down my cheeks. I didn't sleep for the rest of the night.

October 31st 1989.

Sirius had to leave for a mission out in the country and didn't really think anything of it when I kissed him goodbye. The fact that I held onto him more than usual he apparently took as nerves and worries. I nearly wept when I handed Emily over with a kiss to Izzy later that day, claiming that I had to work.

I went back to the apartment where I sat down and started writing. I wrote only one letter even if I should have written several ones. Then I headed to Hogwarts, to Dumbledore and his plan.

When darkness turns to light,

It ends tonight

It ends tonight.

-The All American Rejects-

General POV.

Is there a thing as destiny? Is it written in the stars what will happen to every person on earth?

Charlotte Reese didn't believe in fate, destiny or anything like it when she was 16. But it all changed the day she met the marauders, persons who she thought was fictional characters. Characters in a book that shouldn't be able to talk to her, shouldn't be able to make her laugh or fall in love.

But all of that did happen. And she started to believe in fate and destiny in miracles and magic. She entered a different dimension a different world, but with a purpose, a purpose that a young girl easily forgets. Who wouldn't forget with friends like hers?

Sadly her own forgetfulness came back to haunts her a few years later.

When she entered Dumbledore's office that day she didn't exactly know what to expect, but she knew that it wouldn't be good.

Albus Dumbledore was a very wise man, but he was also human. He knew that he should have warned the woman that sat in front of him. He had thought that by letting her have friends and live life he had done what was the best for her. He had been wrong. He hadn't expected her to fall in love with one of her friends; he should have stopped it a long time ago but didn't have the heart to do it. And now here he was watching a broken and sad woman who had accepted the fate she once didn't believe in.

Peter Pettigrew was a coward and even he knew it. He was going to give in his friends, who had protected him in school, to the Dark Lord. His new master that now served. He knew that it was wrong but what else could he do? He would be killed if he didn't do this.

October 31st 1989 was the day that Lord Voldemort set out, with a pitiful servant known as Wormtail in his wake, to get rid of the Potters. They apparated a couple of houses down from where the Potters' stayed and was met by the most peculiar sight.

A young woman with dark brown hair and eyes was standing in the middle of the road, staring at them. The servant next to the Lord made a small noise in the back of his throat and both the Lord and the woman glanced at him. The woman's expression hardened as she spoke;

"Hello Peter." The servant stiffened and in a small voice he stuttered out;

"Char…what…what are…" He didn't get farther before the Lord spoke.

"Interesting…Now what do you think you are doing, Charlotte Black?" The voice made Charlotte shudder and she slowly reached for her wand.

"Stopping you." It was barely a whisper but everyone present heard it. Before anyone could react her wand was pointed at Pettigrew and a spell shot out of her wand. Pettigrew fell to the ground, petrified. The Lord merely glanced at his fallen servant and turned back to the woman in front of him.

"Do you think you can kill me?" he said, curiosity laced in his voice. He studied the young woman carefully, she was shaking.

"No." The small word seemed to echo around the on the empty street.

"I don't think I can," she said in a small voice. The lord raised an eyebrow. He did not understand this woman, if she didn't think that she could kill him, what was she doing?

"But I can." The Lord stilled all movement. He knew that voice, he loathed that voice. He barely turned his head and watched Albus Dumbledore step into the light. He turned his eyes to the woman, so she was merely a distraction…a decoy. Before anyone else could utter a word a spell shot out from a wand and hit its target, dead on. Albus Dumbledore watched as the feared Dark Lord looked shocked and then fell to the ground, dead. He smiled lightly could it really be? Was the world saved from what could have happened without anyone getting hurt? His eyes fell on a dark figure bending over something.

Severus Snape had followed his old headmaster. He knew that something was bound to happen. He watched as the spell shot out and hit the target. But he didn't watch just one spell, but two. His eyes didn't see the Dark Lord fall. No, Severus saw the Lord waved his wand and he watched as the green jet of light hit his friend. A friend that he might not have wanted to actually befriend at all at first, but who had grown on him. He rushed over to the still form and bent down. He heard Dumbledore walk hastily towards him as they both looked down.

Charlotte Black was no more.

A/N: I was going to go for the happy ending originally. But couldn't do it. Don't kill me...