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Chapter 1 Lord Voldemort arrives
"Lily, take Harry and go! It's him! Go! Run! I'll hold him off." James yelled as he ran down the stairs toward the front door where Voldemort was blasting his way into the house. Only one thing was running through James' mind as he rushed toward the door- saving his family.
James looked over his shoulder as he ran - Lily was still standing there at the top of the stairs, staring at him with a blank expression on her face. One minute they were sitting in Harry's room, reading him a bedtime story, and the next, the Fidelius charm was broken and James was running from the room.
Then Lily looked at him. Their eyes met, and James said, "Don't worry Lily, everything will be alright; I love you." Lily whispered, "I love you, too, James!" before she fled back into Harry's room.
Harry was sitting in his crib, holding a toy hippogriff Sirius had given him for his birthday. He smiled at her when she came into view and put up his arms for a hug.
A flash of green light from downstairs reflected off the white hallway and grief pierced through Lily's heart as she realized she was alone now; James was gone. Silent tears streamed down her face as she rushed to Harry and gathered him in her arms. What was she going to do? There was nowhere to go, nowhere to hide... and she had left her wand in her and James' bedroom.
Then suddenly there he was in the doorway...Voldemort, his cruel eyes staring at her and mouth curled in an evil smirk. Lily forced herself not to think that that face was the last thing James ever saw. Oh, James! Lily thought. What can I do?
"Get out of the way, girl!" Voldemort said, standing there with his wand held out, pointing at Harry.
"No," Lily whispered and shook her head. "Take me, kill me instead."
"Stand aside, you silly girl. Don't be a fool! Stand aside NOW!"
"Not Harry, please not Harry, have mercy, have mercy!" Lily started sobbing.
"Fine, if your wish is to DIE like your fool of a husband, then so be it!"
Lily watched as he raised his wand. She heard James' voice in the back of her head whispering, "Harry. Lily, protect Harry". But how, she thought, how? Then she remembered an ancient charm she once read about and knew what she must do. She hugged Harry in her arms, shielding him from Voldemort, and kissed him, saying softly, "Don't ever forget us Harry, we'll always love you." She stood up straight and tall and brave in front of Voldemort and looked right into his cruel eyes as he screamed "Avada kedavra!"
There was a flash of green light and the woman fell to the floor, dead, her eyes still wide open.
The baby started to cry where he lay, still embraced in his mother's arms. Voldemort regarded it with amusement. How could anyone have ever thought that this child could ever defeat him, the Dark Lord, the most powerful wizard who ever lived? Well,they were wrong.
Lord Voldemort raised his wand, pointed it at the boy, and screamed "Avada kedavra!"
