disclaimer: Harry Potter and the characters all belong to J. , not me.
A/N: just a quick one-shot about Lily`s death, pretty bad
I looked straight into Voldemort`s eyes, determined to hide my fear. He has already killed James, and I know that I will be the next to go, but for now all I can think about is Harry. If I am killed then Harry will die as well. I can't let this happen, he is only a year old, he will miss so much, it is not his time to die. I am saddened by the fact that I will miss so much, unable to grow old or meet my grandchildren, never being able to raise Harry and watch him grow, but it will happen. I look into those merciless eyes and know that he will never stop, that he is unable to show any mercy towards anyone. I feel a stab of pity towards this man who was driven to this. I know that there is no hope for me anymore, but maybe Harry has a chance, albeit a small one. Dumbledore was always going on about love, and how it is the strongest of all forces, well maybe that can help me today. I do not have to go, but without my son and husband, I have nothing. So, with that thought, my mind is made up. As Voldemort raises his wand, the curse forming on his lips, I throw myself in front of Harry. I feel a blinding pain, and then I fall into the darkness, the last things I see before everything goes black is Voldemort`s cold eyes and a flash of green light. I will be with James now...