Life before death.
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Lilly Potter was sitting on the blue sofa, playing with her firstborn son, Harry James Potter. The little boy was gurgling happily, looking at his mother's long red hair.
'Harry, baby! You're growing so fast!' Lilly cooed to her son.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang, at the front door.
'Daddy's home!' Lily gave her baby a kiss on the head, and went to greet her husband, James Potter.
'Hey, Lils, and Harry. ' James took the babbling baby boy from her hands, and kissed his head. 'Good boy' James looked at his clear, soft skin.
All of a sudden, a big flash of light came from outside.
'JAMES! It's him! What are we going to do! Harry!' Lily yelled, tears streaming from her eyes.
'Lily, Calm down! We'll be safe!' James said, in all intentions of calming his family down. By this time, Harry was crying.
A man, walked in the house. 'Avada Kedavra!' He shouted. A flash of green light came from his wand. Everything went quiet.
Harry sat there, looking at his mother's and Father's bodies, sprawled out on the plush carpet.
'Avada Kedavra!' The man yelled to Harry. Harry looked at the man and giggled.
Harry Potter lived that night, with nothing but a lightning-shaped scar on his forehead.