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A/N - This is being written for the LJ group called 30 Wounds. The pairing I claimed was James/Lily. Chapter titles will be the title of the prompt. Enjoy!
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"Not Harry! Please...have mercy...have mercy...not Harry! Not Harry! Please – I'll do anything -"
Deathly Hallows. American version. Page 344
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Lily Apparated onto the steps of Sirius' house and immediately collapsed to her knees. She clutched Harry to her chest with one hand and knocked weakly on the door with the other. The baby was wailing, a high, keening cry, and she could barely hear Sirius over him.
"Lily?"
"Sirius, please..."
"What do you like doing without magic?"
"Mopping."
The door opened and he grabbed her arm, pulling her to her feet and into the house before closing and bolting the door. Sirius pulled the baby from her and set to soothing him.
"What happened? Where's James?"
"You were wrong." Her eyes flashed and she tugged the baby away. "You were wrong!" she screamed.
Harry began to wail again.
"Remus wasn't the traitor." Her voice was deadly quiet now as she rubbed the baby's back.
"Lily?" Sirius asked, dread coloring his voice.
"It was Peter. You made us use him as Secret Keeper and he was the spy."
The blood drained from Sirius' face.
Lily sank to the ground, holding the baby close, as tears began to drip down her cheeks.
"Voldemort came. He killed James. He wanted Harry."
"How did you get away?"
She rocked back and forth.
"He killed James..."
Sirius knelt, gripping her chin in one hand and forcing her to look at him.
"What did you do?" His voice was as cold as steel.
"What I had to. He was trying to kill my baby, Sirius."
Her eyes begged him to understand.
"Why did you come here?"
"You know why," she replied.
"Hand me Harry."
She did, wincing as he brushed the newly tender spot on her left forearm.
Sirius hesitated, the child perched on one hip.
"Do it," she whispered.
Green light flashed.
She was dead before she hit the ground.