James' POV:
Harry seems to like the sparks that I came make come out of my wand.
He finds it funny.
I've been doing this for the last 10 minutes, and he still seems to find it hilarious. Lily's been watching with a smile, but also a confused expression, probably wondering how she gave birth to such a strange, but amazing child.
Lily's smile literally warms me inside. It's my sun in the dark weeks we've been going through.
Cheesy, I know, but it's true.
Wow, if Sirius knew I'd thought that sentence, he'd never let me forget it.
Lily walks over and reaches down to Harry, holding him closely.
"It's time to get this one to bed," she says, smiling down at Harry's glowing, grinning face.
I lazily throw my wand onto the sofa, and watch as Lily steps out of the room, whispering sweet words that make Harry grin even wider.
It's perfect.
I hear a bang at the door, as if some-one's trying to break in, and my heart stops.
It couldn't be.
I stumble out into the hallway, praying that it isn't the evilest being who walks this Earth, my legs not quite functioning properly from shock.
I see him.
His deathly white face, and ugly features.
His evil grin, very much unlike Harry's ecstatic one.
The look in eyes that says he is going to kill tonight.
I have to protect them.
I have to save my family, even if it kills me.
"LILY!" I call out over my shoulder, "LILY! IT'S HIM! TAKE HARRY AND GO!"
But before I can turn around, the darkest man ever to exist, utters the words.
Those two words that take everything.
"Avada Kedavra."
I feel as light as air, and then everything turns black.