Disclaimer: I don't own HP. JKR does. There you go.
Author's Note: This is a "Drabble". Drabbles are 100 words only.
The gold wedding band slipped from his finger and hit the ground. His glasses were askew; the hazel eyes behind them now empty, lifeless orbs that stared into nothingness. His mouth was open in a silent scream, his lips turning blue.
As his body stiffened, his wand rolled out of his hand. The Dark Lord stepped on it, snapping it in half.
His last words were helpless shouts; his last thoughts were of the wife and child he would be dying to protect.
James never knew he'd die in vain.
Lily died, screaming for her son. Her ring stayed on.