Lily Potter rocked her baby Harry in her arms lightly. "Shhh, quiet now don't cry." The baby stopped crying and sniffled but started crying again as Voldemort moved closer as if he knew what was going on. Lily Potter looked at Voldemort. Her insides burned with fear and hate. James was dead… and she would die soon also. Voldemort would never let her live. She would not let Voldemort live either. "Take me but don't take Harry… he's defenseless." Lily knew pleading was useless. Voldemort raised his wand. Lily's life flashed before her eyes. She had everything… but fairy tale endings don't last. Lily Evans, the pretty and smart muggle girl falls in love James Potter, the rich athletic handsome boy. They marry and have a lovely baby son. She had all she every wanted a job helping people, a loving family, and supporting friends. No it was just too good to be true. James was dead…
Lily had anticipated that Voldemort would try to kill them since he learned that James and her were part of the group of Aurors who were trying to kill him. He needed to be stopped. She knew the job would be dangerous but she had never actually believed it would come to this moment. She didn't have much in the way of protecting herself other than hiding but Harry could be saved. These would be the last few moments she would live. She gasped for air. Please work… please work, she thought. Lily looked at her baby. She whispered the words that would allow Harry to live. "Abeo. Filius vivit et scelus concidit."
"Avada Kedavra!" Sparks flew from Voldemort's wand. Lily felt light headed and felt a floating sensation. Everything went black.

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I know this has been done before and almost becoming cliche, but I thought it would be interesting to write about the moment Lily encounters Voldemort and her sacrifice so her son could live. I hope the Latin was okay, it was very difficult trying to get the grammar straight. Anyway, please read and review.