James and Lily Potter sat down on their chairs. It had been a long day, Sirius somehow managed to change James' mind to change their secret keeper to Peter Pettigrew. Lily was now cradling her darling baby, Harry. She started to sing a lulluby.
"Go to sleep, go to sleep, go to sleep my dear Harry....."she sang. James smiled to his wife as she fed Harry some milk. He giggled. Lily gave him a kiss on the forehead. James took the baby in his arms and smiled again.
Harry had James' hair and face features, and the eyes were from Lily. It was his only sweet baby boy. He handed the baby back to Lily. Her eyes were closed and she was sleeping. He also felt like sleeping. He gave her a kiss on the cheek. He closed his eyes, drifting off.
Suddenly the door burst open.
James looked outside.
"Run Lily. Don't worry about me. Run with Harry," James exclaimed. "He's here. Voldemort."
Lily woke up and didn't do anything. All she could do was back up against the wall and cry, cry with Harry. She didn't want to say goodbye to her darling husband.
Voldemort walked into the room. James and Voldemort were against each other, 1 on 1.
Before James could do anything, in one blink, Voldemort yelled,"Avda Kedavra."
Lily cried to herself. Her tears landed on baby Harry, who was also crying. She looked into his eyes, and cried more. Their first son, their only son. Well, she was going to die the way James did. She was going to die defending.
Voldemort laughed his harsh cruel laugh. Lily gave Harry one last kiss which made Harry stop crying.
"Give me Harry," Voldemort said.
"No. I will never give you Harry. If I have to die, then I will."
She hugged her sweet baby boy. "I love you. Never forget me my sweet baby boy."
The last moment she had said that, Voldemort had killed her. Lily fell softly and limply by Harry.
Harry cried, cried at his sweet mother's death.
A/N: That was really sad. I just felt the urge to write something like that. This makes me really, really, really sad
*cries softly*