Lily Evans

Memories

Disclaimer: Don't sue me JKR! I'm just a defenseless Apolla that writes suckish stories! I DON'T own Harry Potter!

Quote: "The sacrifice which causes sorrow to the doer of the sacrifice is no sacrifice. Real sacrifice lightens the mind of the doer and gives him a sense of peace and joy."

-MAHATMA GHANDI

A/N: After this chapter, the chapters will be a very different style because I'm going back to her childhood. This might be a little cheesy.

Prologue

October 31, 1981

I hear footsteps. He is coming. He is coming for Harry. He has defeated James. My James, who died to protect us. And suddenly I know who I am to protect. Harry must live. I must stand in Voldermort's way. Even if it means only buying a few more seconds of life, he must have them. I shriek."Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry!"

"Stand aside, you silly girl… stand aside now."

What is he saying? Is he offering me life? Life without Harry or James? That would be hell! Why would he bother asking such a question?

"Not Harry, please no take me instead, kill me instead," I plead, "Not Harry! Please… have mercy… have mercy!"

Lord Voldermort approaches me from the doorway with a cruel smile decorating his face. He points his wand at my chest. I try to model my face into defiance. But is impossible! My body shakes with unshed tears. I know he is going to kill me and I know that Harry will be his next victim. He's only a year old! How can this monster kill a child!

"Not Harry! Please... have mercy... have mercy." The words break from my lips. Useless words. Why do I bother asking, begging for my son's life to this merciless creature!

"Avada Kedavra!"

My first sensation after the curse hits me is obviously pain but then another feeling creeps up on me. I try to push it away because I know that sacrifice shouldn't be this easy, but I am weak and weary from the long walk from sunrise to sunset. Now I am peaceful.

And so, just like that, I die. I flip through my mind the faces of all the people I should be grateful for and for once I do not feel any pain. Most of these people are dead or have deceived or betrayed me. My friends. My family. Slughorn, Hagrid, Dumbledore, the Order, Mum, Dad, Kate, Di, Peter, Sirius, Remus, Helen, Alice, Mary, Marlene, Helen, Severus, James, Severus... James... Harry.

And I lead with the entire universe to give my beautiful baby boy a chance to grow into a handsome, brave loyal man like his father. I don't know how but even though this man who has made every mistake and misdoing imaginable, I don't see how the world could let him take life away from this special, amazing person. At the back of my mind, a small memory tugs at my mind and even though I can't focus on it, I think Harry is safe now.

I've already lived. I have many memories of happiness and heartbreak with these people. Many memories. One story.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed it! Please write a review if you have time. I would really enjoy some feedback. Be as critical and mean as you like.