Lily awoke with a terrible headache. She sat upright and looked around, but instead of seeing the familiar interior of the home she shared with her husband at Godrick's Hollow, she was in the house she used to visit when she was a child… the house at Spinner's End! She raced out of the house as quickly and quietly as possible, in fear of wakening the other occupant; As soon as she was out of the neighborhood, she apparated home.
Four Months Later
"James dear, have a seat." Lily said obviously anxious.
"What is it Lil?" James asked as he sat in the armchair by the fire, concern laced in his voice.
"Well, I, Um…" She stuttered, then took a deep breath and let it out slowly.
"Lil, what's the matter?" he asked as he took her hand, a frown hovering on his face.
"James," she paused. "I'm pregnant."
His face turned to an expression of shocked surprise, and delight. "Is, err, is that possible?" he sputtered out, eyes round. "I mean, we just had Harry five months ago."
"James dear, Ihad Harry five months ago, and yes, it is possible."
"I have to fire-call Padfoot and Moony… and Wormtail!" he was saying, already half-way across the room.
Lily smiled sadly. He looked so happy; she hoped he didn't suspect…
Thirty-first of October, Ten Months Later
James and Lily stood gazing over their two young children, within a small white bassinet. The boy, Harry, was already a year old, and looking very much like his father, except his eyes, which were a dazzling green, like his mother's. The little girl in the bassinet, Vanessa, born a month early, was now more than two months old and had the same eyes as her brother and mother, but had slightly different features, like high cheekbones, and a slightly pointed chin, which were nothing like either parent above her. Her black hair was strait; not at all like her brother's or father's, which grew messy, all about their heads.
As James and Lily stood by their precious children, a loud sound emanated from down the stairs. James ran down, and shouted up to his wife, "He's here! Take the children and run, I'll hold him off."
"Avada Kedavra!" shouted a hiss-like voice.
"James! No!" Lily screamed in terror, as the bald intruder ascended up the stairs.
She ran back into her baby's room, and was about to take the children out of the crib to apparate them to safety, when the man came from behind and shoved her to the floor.
"Out of my way girl." He said, but the command had the opposite effect. She got quickly up to her feet and stood between the attacker and her children, her face soaked with tears.
"Not my babies. Please! Not my babies!"
"Stand aside and I'll let you and the girl live." He said, though his eyes showed no compassion.
"Have mercy!" Lily pleaded.
"Avada Kedavra!" He snarled cruelly, and the young mother fell lifeless, to the floor. The man walked over to the crib where the babies where now crying. "So close together." He said, his voice chilling, like sleek ice. "It is so simple to kill two birds with one curse!" He laughed in mirth, and pointed his wand. "Avada Kedavra!"
But the young orphaned children kept crying… and the man was there no more.