Oh, you guys have made me so happy. I have never gotten this many good reviews for a story. I was really shocked at how much you all liked it.

Originally, I was only going to have the first two chapters, but, after writing "No Mercy," I had this idea, but I wasn't sure if I should write and post it, so I asked you guys. Several of you said "Yes," and so, here it is.

This chapter is in three sections. The first one is in the final battle in the Great Hall: I felt JKR sort of breezed through Bella's death, so I decided to add to it a little more (plus I absolutely loved Molly's line here). The second section is after the funeral for Tonks and Lupin. The third...well, see if you can figure it out. I'll give you a hint: time-wise, it takes place shortly after the second section.

Disclaimer: Nope. Don't own Harry Potter. If I did, Tonks and Lupin would have survied "Deathly Hallows".

Chapter 3:

Bellatrix Lestrange cackled madly, firing curse after curse at the three students around her. She aimed her wand at the ginger-haired girl.

"Avada Kedavra!"

The girl just barely managed to dodge the jinx, and the jet of green light missed her by a fraction of an inch. A howl of rage made them all look to see Molly Weasley seething with anger.

"NOT MY DAUGHTER, YOU BITCH!!!" She yelled, shoving through the crowd. When a few bystanders moved to help her, she yelled at them to let her handle Bellatrix on her own.

"Who's going to stop me killing your children when I've killed you?" Bellatrix taunted. She laughed, and in that single moment, she had let her guard down long enough to allow Molly a clear shot at her chest.

"Avada Kedavra!" Molly shouted.

The laughter had not quite died on her face as the green light hit Bellatrix Lestrange exactly above her heart. The scene before her seemed to slow and she took it all in: Molly's triumphant expression; the survivors cheering; her Master's look of pure terror at loosing his most devoted follower.

With a soft thump, Bellatrix Lestrange fell to the floor, never to torture anyone again.


Harry turned to see Andromeda Tonks coming toward him. She was dressed in mournful black robes and held a blanket-wrapped bundle in her arms. When she stopped a few feet in front of him, he nodded his head in respect and looked upon his godson. Although Harry knew he was too young to understand, Teddy Lupin seemed to have sensed the sadness and grief, and his hair was black, as if he were mourning for the parents he would never remember.

"Dora and Remus told me that they had named you Teddy's godfather," Andromeda began.

"Yes," Harry said quietly. "But, if you'd rather take care of him…" Andromeda cut him off by holding up her hand.

"Two things, Harry: first of all, I am too old to be raising a child. Second, I intend to honor the wishes of my daughter and her husband." She held out the baby toward him and he hesitantly took him in his arms. "Take care of him, Harry." Harry looked up to see Andromeda starting to walk away.

"Mrs. Tonks…" Harry called out. She stopped and looked at him. "You can come and visit Teddy whenever you like." She studied him for a moment, before smiling, turning on her heel, and leaving him holding her grandson. Harry looked down and met Teddy's puzzled expression. He smiled and swung the boy up in the air, making him squeal in delight, and Harry was pleased to see his hair turn a bright turquoise. He tucked his godson into the crook of his arm and walked off to find Ginny.

Nymphadora Tonks smiled as she watched Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley sitting on the grass in the shade, playing with her son. A pair of arms wrapped around her waist, and she leaned back into her husband, sighing with contentment.

"I'm glad we named Harry Teddy's godfather," Remus whispered in her ear, and she nodded in agreement.

"Ooh, look," she said as Harry pulled out a small velvet box and opened it for Ginny. Ginny stared at the box in shock, then, slowly, nodded her head as tears filled her eyes. Harry smiled, slipped a ring on her finger, and pulled her into a kiss. "Oh, that's so sweet."

"Come on, Dora," Remus said, gently pulling her arm. Tonks unwillingly tore herself away from the scene and walked with Remus in the pure whiteness. "They'll be fine. And we can always watch Teddy as he grows."

Tonks nodded in agreement and began to imagine what her son's life would be like, growing up with Harry and Ginny. She was pulled out of her thoughts by a black shape moving toward them from a distance. When it came in sight, she was surprised at who it was.

"Bellatrix?" Tonks asked, not fully believing her eyes. "What are you doing here?" Bellatrix shook her head, biting her bottom lip, and grabbed her niece's hand.

"Nymphadora, please…" she whispered, her voice shaking. "Please, forgive me."


"I'm so sorry…"

"What excuse could you possibly come up with for what you did?" Tonks was outraged. Her murderer stood before her, begging for forgiveness. She was curious to see what excuse Bellatrix would give for the crimes she had committed.

"Nothing explains the things I did. There is no excuse. Please…"

Tonks was shocked. She had definitely not been expecting that. It was completely unlike her aunt to beg for forgiveness, unless she was begging it from Voldemort.

And yet, something tugged at her heart. She had to forgive her. Something inside her was telling her to forgive this woman who had disowned her mother for marrying a muggle-born wizard. To forgive the woman who had killed her. Slowly, she nodded her head.

"I forgive you, Aunt Bella."

Bellatrix looked surprised at actually being forgiven by her niece. She smiled then, and hugged her tightly. She then linked her arm in Tonks's and the three of them continued walking. They had a lot to talk about.

So...? How was it? I'm a little iffy about this chapter. Anyway, let me know what you think.

I can't see how I'd continue this story, so, unless I get a really good idea in an epiphany, this is the last chapter.