James Potter stowed his wand in his pocket, then began to head upstairs.
'Night, Lily. Don't stay up too late, okay?'
Lily Potter simply nodded in response- she was too engrossed with the baby to pay any attention to her husband.
James smirked. 'Harry gets all the attention, doesn't he?' He lazily flicked his wand and dimmed the lights. 'Well...I'm going to bed,'
Again, Lily nodded. Neither of them noticed the lock on the door turn slightly.
It was not until he was halfway up the stairs that James heard a creak from the door.
It's the wind... he thought. Just the...wind.
But in his heart, James knew that he was wrong. It was no wind. He bounded down the stairs.
'Lily! Harry-'
The door opened fully. The Potters' fate was sealed.
Lord Voldemort stepped inside. He looked as if his thin white skin was stretched over his skeleton.
'Not looking too well, are you?'
It was a stupid thing to say, but James had the terrible habit of being sarcastic when he was afraid. And at this moment, he was more afraid than he had ever been in his entire life.
Voldemort bore holes into James' head. 'Shut up, stupid boy.' he snarled.
Then he began to advance toward Lily and Harry.
'NO!' yelled James, reaching for his wand.
Voldemort laughed a high, cold laugh. He waved his wand, and James' own flew through the air and clattered uselessly on to the floor.
However, that didn't stop him. He lunged toward Voldemort. 'Please, no. Don't! Take me, take me instead...not Harry...not Lily...'
But the Dark Lord wan't to be stopped by something so insignificant. He could show no mercy. He strode across the room. 'Step aside, you foolish girl,' He said to Lily.
James couldn't contain himself. Picking up the nearest object, he hurled the vase at Voldemort. Before it reached him, however. Voldemort reacted. The vase smashed against the wall, and he grabbed James Potter.
'Do not...attempt to hurt Lord Voldemort, you foolish imbecile,'
James' attempt at an insult was lost under his choking. 'Do...whatever- you want to me but...Lily...Harry...,'
Voldemort show no mercy. He raised his wand. 'Avada...KEDAVRA!'
The last thing James heard was Lily's wail of hopelessness. It was a terrible sound.
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In the few seconds between his life and death, James Potter was overloaded with every memory he had ever had.
He hoped Lily and Harry would be okay.
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Author's Note
The following FanFiction will recollect the aforementioned memories, from before, during, and after James' time at Hogwarts.
Enjoy :)