Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all recognisable characters and settings are property of J.K. Rowling.
Sacrifice
Lily's heart was racing; perhaps it knew its moments were too few for this was it.
They had been betrayed.
She heard his high, cold voice shout two words that shattered her heart in two, but she was forced to push aside her grief; she'd be damned if she allowed him to take her son, too.
The nursery door was blasted open, almost coming off its hinges. As he raised his wand, there was no hesitation on Lily's part as she cast herself in between Lord Voldemort and her son.
'Not Harry, please no don't kill him, take me, kill me instead -'
There really is no stronger love than that of a mother's.
This is my attempt at a series of drabbles featuring various characters in various moments in time.
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