Eye of The Hurrincane, a harry potter fanfic

Just a little James/Lily song fic i thought up when extremely bored.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.

Feels like the hurricane has come,
Feels like this ship is sinking,
These skies seem empty of your mercy tonight,
Sometimes the mystery of grace runs deeper then I am thinking,
In the dark I find your light,

Lily felt like the hurricane of the war had finally hit her. Her safety bubble had finally popped. The skies where empty, there was no mercy for the 17 year old muggle born. Somehow James Potter's eyes always held mercy. He loved her for her, not because she was a pure-blood (which she was far from). His eyes held light in this extremely dark world.

When I am over my head yeah,
I am waiting for a miracle,
I am fighting the wind and the waves,
Then the weight of this storm drives me straight to your arms,
You hold me I know that I am safe in the eye of the hurricane,
Eye of the hurricane.

Lily Evans was in way over her head. She needed a miracle. Fighting this war drew her strait into the last set of arms she thought she would be drawn to. Those arms belong to James Potter. When he held her, thought; she knew she was safe. She was in the eye of the hurricane.

Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh

Sometimes I am crying for relief,
God let this night be over,
One word if you would speak could silence the storm,
Instead your mercy has a way of turning heart ache to faith,
So that hope will be reborn,

James Potter felt the tears on his eyes. He wanted this night to be over with so fast it hurt. He wanted Lily home and safe. Not out here in this massive battle. Instead he held on and continued to hope that this heart ache for safety would end soon. That Hope could be reborn.

The Potters were in way ever their head. With a baby on the way in the middle of a war, they needed a miracle. They were fighting for not only their lives now, but for the life of their son, Harry. They are drawn to each others arms by the weight 0of their situation. But in the others arms they felt safe. They found the eye of the hurricane.

Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh

When I am too weak to make it through,
That's when you draw me close to you,
One thing that I know is always true,
That your love doesn't change,

They held each other up when they were too weak to make it through. That's when they drew the other close. They knew one thing to be true: their love wouldn't change.
When I am over my head yeah,
I am waiting for a miracle,
I am fighting the wind and the waves,
Then the weight of this storm drives me straight to your arms,
You hold me I know that I am safe in the eye of the hurricane,
Eye of the hurricane.

They died in over their heads, the Potters did. They were still waiting for that miracle. The one that never came. They died fighting the war. They died for what they believe in. They died, reaching for the other's arms. Because when the other was near, they knew they were safe. It was the eye of the hurricane they had found in each other.