Once upon a time,
Long, long ago,
We would run around
Making quite a show
We weren't best friends
If you guessed that, you wouldn't be close
We may have been siblings
But you two were kind of gross
It's been awhile since then
We all grew up a lot
You two are still my brothers, you
Remember how much we fought?
Now my heart is breaking
As I'm watching you two cry
I never thought I'd be here
With you two screaming 'why'
There's nothing quite like the feeling
When you realize your sister's dead
It makes you want to wail and shout
And completely lose your head
We never thought that she'd go first
She was always so full of life
She had goals and she had dreams
But they brought her into their strife
Now did they realize it would be war
When they killed our beloved girl?
She'll never again get to laugh or fly
She'll never again get to twirl
I must stop this before it's too late
I must not let this go on
I will not let them hurt another
Because my sister is now gone
There's only one thought running through my head:
It should have been me; I should have died first
I'm the eldest, that's my job
But I wasn't fast enough to stop the curse
How could this happen; how is she dead
Why isn't my sister moving
It's all my fault; it has to be
All this is doing is proving
I'm not good enough for this family
I'm the Boy-Who-Let-His-Sister-Die
It's a good enough name for me, after all
It's not like she's still alive
I'll make them pay for what they did
Was my baby sister's life worth it?
If they say it was, I'll sock them hard
Hard enough to make them quit
Now my heart is breaking
As I'm watching you two cry
I never thought I'd be here
With you two screaming 'why'
None of us ever thought
She'd be the first of us to leave
She had a bright future ahead
Heck, she was only seventeen!
She'll never get to play
Professionally on the pitch
Though if there is one thing we'll always know
It's that she always caught the Snitch
I don't want to pick a new Maid of Honor
I want to say my little cousin did the job
Took my bouquet, handed me my ring
I don't want my wedding now, I want to sob
I can't believe they did what they did
They took our Flying Queen
Uncle Harry's never been so depressed
In all nineteen years I've seen
Part of me still can't believe she's gone
As though I'm just waiting for her to walk in the room
But Lily would never let us suffer so
Not if she could still fly a broom
But she can't, and she won't
She's never gonna fly again
She'll never pull off another Wronski Feint
We've lost our Seeker Champion
They were idiots, those former DEs
They thought we would fall at the drop of a hat
But we didn't, and so they killed her
We'll kill them for that
'Lily Luna Potter is dead'
That's what the newspapers all say
They've written pages detailing her life
It doesn't matter; not now or any day
Now my heart is breaking
As I'm watching you two cry
I never thought I'd be here
With you two screaming 'why'
No one knew when the attack started. They only knew when it ended. It was the Quidditch World Cup. Ireland had just crushed Argentina. Everyone was celebrating, since, miraculously everyone could get the time off, even Ginny and Bill. Well, technically, Ginny was at work, since she would be writing an article on the outcome of the match. It was the perfect time for old, former Death Eaters to sneak in. The only good thing about the situation was that Plan A had failed. However, Plan B was so much worse, and it succeeded.
I failed.
Lily was dead. She, Al, and I had been fighting together when a blast knocked us boys off of our feet. By the time we could look up again, Mulciber and Yaxley were in the process of tying Lily to a nearby tree. She was not making things easy for them. Ever a fighter, she took every opportunity she was given, to attempt to wreck their plan. Unfortuantely, her fighting wasn't doing much. As soon as they succeeded in the tree bit, Mulciber shot a jet of green light from his wand. I leaped forward to try to catch the curse, but failed.
The light hit, the girl fell.
I failed.
Someone screamed. I didn't know who. All of my attention was focused on her no-longer-breathing, no-longer-living body. She was gone. She was gone. She was gone.
I failed.
Someone else screamed. This one I recognized. I didn't look up (it wouldn't have done any good, I was near blind with tears) but I knew Mum had seen her daughter's unmoving form. My sister's unmoving form. Lily's unmoving form. Al struggled to get to his feet, and joined me in my crying fest. For a moment it was just us two, mourning our sister's death as you do.
I failed.
From somewhere far away, Lily Luna Potter watched with tears in her eyes mirroring her brothers'. Everyone in the room had jumped when she appeared, but she quickly learned all their names. There were the great-uncles, Gideon and Fabian Prewett, Aunt Audrey's aunt, Dorcas Meadowes, Marlene McKinnon, Edgar, Regina, and Alex Bones, and Caradoc Dearborn. There were also her great-grandparents, Fleamus and Euphemia Potter, and Crystal and Robert Evans. There was Sirius Black, Remus and Nymphadora (Tonks) Lupin, and Uncle Fred. Finally, there were her grandparents. Lily and James Potter the first.
She hadn't wanted to leave them, and she hadn't wanted to die. She had wanted to live, to laugh, to play Quidditch, to get married, to do all that special stuff. She wanted to live her life. Her life, though, apparently did not want her to live it, so it removed her. She was okay with that, and it was nice to meet the dead family, but it still hurt a little.
Now my heart is breaking
As I'm watching you two cry
I never thought I'd be here
With you two screaming 'why'
