I LOVE

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"I love the way you look at me,

I love the way you mess your hair,

I love the way you walk,

I love the way you are.

I love to love you,

I love the way you love me,

I love to say that, yell that, let everyone know,

Eu amo simplesmente poder contar com isso, com esse amor, e com você,

I love that I can count with that , with your love, and with you.

I love your shining hazel eyes,

I love the way I see my reflection there,

I love the way you say my name,

I love,

I love you.,

Don't leave me, please,

I can't stand it."

Lily was chocked, the man that she loved was dead, all the moments that has passed, all that was built, their love history was passing in front of her eyes, the times that she refused to go out with James, the time when she humiliated him in their 5th year, the time that she found out about Remus and animagi, and how James was leal, and then she looked at her son, in her arms, of how he was like James, of how James loved her and him, and how her son wouldn't meet his father, and his father wouldn't see he grow up. She cried. She felt, her end was near, she would be the next, she heard Voldemort upstairs, she needed to do something. Now he was talking to her, but the only thing she heard clearly was that he wanted to kill Harry. She wouldn't let that happen, she'd rather die to see her little baby dead.

- Not Harry! Please, not Harry!

- Move out mudblood.

- Please! Not Harry! Don't kill him! Mercy!

- Move, or you will go with him.

- No!

- Fine. AVADA KEDAVRA

A green light came, a body fell, a noise, she was dead, Lily Evans Potter was dead, Harry was alone, how could he live? But, before closing her eyes, Lily saved Harry , with an enchantment, a love enchantment, the love that she felt for him, the love that she felt for James, the love, the most beautiful and purest love, thing that Voldemort never had or never felt, therefore, when Harry was supposed to suffer, this enchantment saved him, and Voldemort suffered instead, and now he wouldn't be seen so soon, and Harry just stood there, with just a thin scar. And, a few moments later, everywhere, people wearing weird clothes were raising their cups and saying:

"To Harry Potter, the boy-who-lived!"

And wherever Lily was, she could smile, her son was saved, and now she was next to James, a love that would live forever after, even with death, after all... "It's not as though we'll never see them again, is it?"

THE END

A/N: well, not much, right? A really short fic, but I hope u like it, and I'm trully sorry 'bout my english, I'm actually brazilian, and I don't know why, but I just decided to translate one of my fics, anyhow, please REVIEW!

(I think next time I will send the fic to a beta-reader, so my english won't be that bad)

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Lúthien Black Elessar

PS.: if someone who's reading is from Brazil, my fic in portuguese is called "Eu amo" , ok? (Eu sei qm eh do Brasil pode traduzir, mas é pq as vezes a gente muda o nome e talz neh.)