Love of my life

Alternate Ending

He's too late as we warp back to my timeline. We get to May 2nd 1998.

I look at Tom and smile at him. "Let's go to Hogwarts to see your brother," Tom smiles back at me. I grab his hand, and we apparate outside of Hogwarts. We go inside the grounds, and I look around. There is no rubble on the floor, no spells flying everywhere, and no bodies on the floor. Hogwarts is not a battlefield. I smile to myself, knowing that I saved them. I saved everyone who Voldemort has ever harmed, and I didn't have to kill him. I made him a better person.

We go inside Hogwarts, and I lead us through the corridors to Dumbledore's office. We stop outside the familiar stone griffin. “Sherbert Lemon," I say to the statue. The stone griffin starts moving, revealing a staircase. I grab Tom’s hand and start climbing up them. He gives me a confused look but decides not to say anything. Once we walk up to the top, we head to Dumbledore's office door. I’m about to knock when the door opens, we hear Dumbledore say “come in ''.

We walk in to see Dumbledore sitting at his desk. His hands are crossed on the desk as he stares at us. His eyes have a twinkle once he sees us. "I was wondering when I'd see you two again." he looks from me to Tom, waiting for a response.

We both stare at him, not really sure how to respond. "Um, Headmaster, this is the timeline I came from when you, uh, I guess first remember meeting me."

"I know, Ms. De la Fountaine, in fact, I understand you changed the timeline a lot. " he gives me a knowing look.

"Uh, I know you're not supposed to, but if I didn't, so many people would be dead and I-" he holds up his hand to stop me from talking.

"I know, Ms. De la Fountaine, and I'm not here to reprimand you for it. I would just like to know the full story."

I tell him everything, everything that involves Voldemort. That includes all the times he's tried to resurrect, the horcruxes, the people he killed, and more. I told him everything until I went back in time. I tell him in even more detail than what I told Tom.

Throughout the entire thing, Tom looks at me, horrified about everything his future self did to me. I never told him exactly what he did to people until now. Dumbledore just listens quietly, staring intently at me.

Once I finish, it's quiet. I look at Tom. He can't look me in the eyes. He just stares at the floor, silent. It's like the gears are turning in his head. I look at Dumbledore, who never took his eyes off me. He looks like he's thinking.

The silence is deafening.

"Look, I know it's a lot to take in, but I would really love to see my brother now,"

"I know you would, Ms. De la Fountaine, but there are things you need to know. First things first, there is another version of you here, one that has both her parents alive."

"What?" I ask, confused.

"Yes, so you are going to need to explain this story all over again to your family and friends. Now," he stands up from his desk and walks to the painting of himself. "I want Ms. De la Fountaine, her family and friends notified, that they are needed in my office, immediately. " He says to the painting. His painting self gets up from the chair and walks out of the frame.

He turns away from the painting and sits back at his desk. He looks from me to Tom. He eyes Tom for a moment before deciding to speak.

"Don't fret about what you could've become when you are now not set on that path,"

"But I did that to her," Tom turns to look at me. "How can you even look me in the eyes after what I put you and your family through? After, how I showed no mercy to kill anyone who got in my way, no matter who it was." He asks me.

"I can look at you because you're different. You aren't the same man as you were before. You changed for the better," I respond, touching his shoulder.

"She's right. Before you met her, I saw you going through a dark, dangerous path, but after, you changed to a good path." Dumbledore adds.

Tom looks from Dumbledore to me. It's as if he's trying to figure out if we are lying or not. Once he comes to the conclusion we are telling the truth, he smiles at me. I smile back and hold his hand.

I was about to speak when we hear a knock at Dumbledore's door.

"Come in," Dumbledore says, looking at the door.

"You need us, professor?" I hear a voice say behind me. But it's not just any voice, it's Harrys.

"Harry?" I turn around, and there he is, not just him but Hermione and Ron. I smile widely when I see them.

"Clar? But you were just -" Ron says as he looks behind him. Then I see the other me. She looks at me confused. All of them look at me confused.

"Before you ask any questions, we are still waiting for people so we can explain everything," Dumbledore says, giving them a look. They all look from Dumbledore to me but decide it's best not to say anything.

We all stand awkwardly for a couple more minutes when there is another knock at the door.

The door opens to reveal my dad and Lilly. James looks at me, and his eyes go wide.

Then my mum walks in, and James turns to her. He looks flabbergasted. My mum looks from me, to James, then to the other me. She looks horrified.

Dumbledore nods at me, signaling for me to tell them everything. I do, and everyone looks confused and petrified.

I'm about to speak again, but someone walks through the door. I turn around to see an old man.

"I'm here for your annual inspection," the man says. He looks around and makes eye contact with me. He looks taken aback and does a double take.

"Um, actually, I'll come back, I can see you're busy," he says, sprinting out the room.

Ron laughs and says, "You gotta be joking, mate. I for sure didn't die!"

"I know about the beach house in France, and that's where you met my mother," I say, looking at James.

"Why didn't you tell me?" James asks my mum.

"I didn't want to break up your family," my mom replies.

"What the bloody hell is wrong with you! I was pregnant with your child! Of course I don't blame you, you didn't know about me or my child," Lilly says, turning to my mom at the end.

James is about to say something, but the doors burts open, revealing a young Lestrange. He looks at the other me while he catches his breath.

"I finally found you, my pretty! You were supposed to be mine! Not his! If I can't have you, NO ONE CAN! Avada kedavra!" He screams, killing the other me.

"What the fuck." I say. He turns to me and turns back to the dead other me.

"Are my eyes deceiving me?" He asks, putting his hand on his hip.

"Well, I guess I gotta kill you too," he says, but before he can raise his wand, Tom is already ready.

"Avada kedavra!" Tom yells, hitting Lestrange in the chest. Lestrange falls to his knees, dead. Everyone gasps.

Tom turns to Dumbledore and nonchalantly says "I'm sorry, she's the love of my life. I had to."