Aww. Guys. Last chapter! So sad. I quite like this story.

Anyways, I hope you like it! =D

Remus stood up in the Astronomy tower, looking down upon the grounds of Hogwarts. Looking at all of the flashing lights that appeared every time a curse was hurled at someone. The bodies and rubble laying around. Hearing the screaming, the horrible screaming. All of the awful fighting going on.

He cast a few curses down at an Acromantula that was climbing up the side of the tower, managing to hit its underbelly and knocking it back. It fell into another monster spider that was climbing up behind it, and they hit the ground together, narrowly avoiding two people who were dueling.

It looked like this would be the final battle of the war. It was the worst fighting he'd seen so far, both from this war and the last. Things looked like they were reaching a fever pitch as well. Kingsley was behind him, shooting curses from the opposite side, and Arthur was guarding the door, stopping the Death Eaters who were attempting to use the tower as a vantage point, just as they were.

He dodged a sudden jet of green light that had been fired off, feeling it whiz past his right ear, ruffling his hair. "Close one, Remus!" Kingsley called, shooting off his own curses down at the grounds.

He looked down at the scene below again, his heart thumping a bit harder, and saw one of the giants take a swipe at a few people, and winced as they went flying. He saw another duel near there come to an end as an explosion hit and both duelers went flying. Remus cast a cushioning charm on the student dueler, who slowed down and stopped just before she hit the solid brick wall. She looked around for a few seconds after she stood back up, trying to figure out what had happened, before she was engaged in battle again with another passing Death Eater.

Another Auror, he saw, slumped to the ground on top of a pile of rubble as a green jet of light hit him in the back. Remus shook his head, thinking again for a second about how glad his wife wasn't at Hogwarts tonight. If she were, there was a very good chance she'd be hurt.

There was already a very good chance that he wouldn't make it out of this fight unscathed. He knew how exceptionally ferocious the fighting was at this, the last battle. Voldemort wouldn't go without a huge fight, he would employ every Death Eater, follower, creature, and dirty trick he could. Which was causing a lot of troubles for their side.

He was exceptionally powerful, had resources that the Order most likely had no clue about. While the Order was a force to be reckoned with themselves, having a lot of power to their name as well, he couldn't help but hope that it was enough to overcome the Dark side.

Right now, it looked like they were having a pretty tough time. He could spot injured and bleeding people nearly everywhere he looked. The giants were really taking a toll on them, able to knock out five people in one blow.

With another loud bang, he saw an explosion go off at the foot of the tower, making it shake slightly. Debris went flying and hit various people, though for the most part it looked like it hit Death Eaters. One of them was struck in the back of the head, and he could just see a trail of blood start down his face.

Yes, he was glad his wife wasn't there. She was at home with her mother, and their child. Teddy. His adorable little Teddy. He absolutely adored the little baby, who'd had bright purple hair when he'd left. He was just a few weeks old, yet Remus loved him with all of his heart. He hated to think of the possibility that he'd never see him again, but he knew that it was very real.

At least his mother was home with him, if he were to get hurt or killed. He wasn't worried about Teddy's future, as long as his mother was there to take care of him.

And his Godfather. His wonderful Godfather. Who was very likely somewhere in considerably more danger that he was at the moment. He and Dora couldn't have thought of a better person to ask, and neither of them regretted the decision one bit. He just hoped desperately that Harry would be able to be there to see Teddy as he grew up. That Teddy would have a better experience with Harry than Harry had gotten with Sirius. That Harry would be able to end the war and beat Voldemort.

Remus knew he was a strong wizard. He'd known ever since Harry was just thirteen years old and had produced the fully fledged Patronus. A corporeal Patronus. He just hoped again that Harry would be able to overcome this.

He had every confidence in him. But just how many people would be killed or injured before the battle came to an end worried him. The battle could rage on for days and days. The longest battle in Wizarding history, he knew, had lasted over two weeks.

A Death Eater suddenly swooped down on a broom and shot a curse that forced Remus to duck down to the floor to dodge the green light that flew at him. His head banged into a board that was slightly askew, and he could feel the blood start to seep down his forehead slowly. His left leg caught on a loose nail and ripped the leg of his trousers, the various contents of his pocket scattering across the floor.

Kingsley shot a stunning spell at the masked man, who was attempting to swoop down and land in the tower. The spell hit the Death Eater straight on, and he crumpled back, falling off the rail and hitting a black robed companion on the ground.

"Are you alright?" Arthur asked, coming over to Remus, having noticed the blood on his forehead that was now creeping down his cheek.

"I'm fine, I just scratched my head on the railing as I ducked," Remus responded, standing up. He went to reach in his pocket for his handkerchief, but found that his hand went straight through his pocked and out the hole that had been torn.

He noticed his things scattered across the floor, and with one last look over the edge of the tower, he went over to pick them up. He picked up the handkerchief first, using it to wipe off his face, wincing as he saw the shocking red stain on the previously white cloth. Keeping that in his left hand, he reached over and picked up a few spare sickles and his wallet, shoving them into his other pocket.

He spotted a small picture that must have fallen out of his wallet. It was one that had been taken just a few weeks ago, on the day Teddy had been born. Dora was holding the little boy in a bundle of blankets, smiling down at him. A little fist was and a tuft of blue hair were just visible. Remus grinned at the picture, putting it in the pocket inside of his jacket.

The last thing left to pick up was something in a shiny and crinkly wrapper. A chocolate frog. He remembered Dora tossing it to him just as he was running out the door. "Just in case the dementors go after you," she'd said, before giving him a quick kiss.

He wiped off his forehead again and shoved the now slightly red cloth into his pocket. The package had come open slightly, and he ripped it open the rest of the way, taking the chocolate out and breaking off a piece. He stuck the little piece in his mouth as he walked back over to the railing , suddenly feeling much warmer and happier.

He pulled the little card out of the package out of curiosity, and saw that it was of Dumbledore. He almost laughed. How ironic could it be that he got the same card on the first day he came to this school, and the day that could very well be his last.

He popped the rest of the chocolate in his mouth before pulling out his wand again, shooting a few curses down at the still raging battle, before turning back to the card.

The day he first got this card, he thought of this great man as a sort of protector. Someone who'd always be there to stick up for him. Now, he was dead and gone. He wasn't protecting him, or anyone else, anymore.

Very suddenly, the card he was holding was set aflame, and the fire was licking at his fingers. Remus flung it away from himself, out of his hands, and it sailed over the railing and down out of sight, down towards the battle.

Remus turned towards the door, where the spell had come from, and where there was now a lot of shouting. The first thing he saw was the three Death Eaters laying stunned on the staircase, followed by the whole group of them that were suddenly swarming the tower. Arthur and Kingsley jumped in and began dueling, yet there were still more black-robed people jumping over the unconscious three and entering.

The Death Eater who had set the card on fire, Antonin Dolohov, was sneering at him. Remus leapt into action, throwing curses and fighting as hard as he could. Hoping yet again that this battle would soon be over, and he could be back holding his son and kissing his wife in a happier world, one free of fear and fighting.

So, what did you think? Sad it's over? I am. *pouts*

Ah well, just have to keep writing some new stuff! *has ideas*

Review? Pretty please?