Lily absolutely adored Godric's hollow. Unfortunately for her however, her husband James Potter didn't. He absolutely hated the place, and when they were walking around the house Lily could see her husband scowling at the interior design.

Lily knew that James didn't understand why they had to stay in England. She knew he thought that they should all go to a place in Paris or Rome, but she didn't want to leave the country she loved so dearly.

Lily just wanted to stay and let Harry grow up in the British countryside or Godric's hollow like many other children did. She didn't want to go to Paris or Rome because then that would mean they were running.

"James we're going to stay here, and Peter's going to be our secret keeper just like Sirius suggested, we're going to be fine – trust me."

Trust me, the words echoed around the house, and she noticed how James' eyes full of hatred for the house, seemed to soften as he turned to look at her.

"It's still not safe here Lils, I don't want Harry in this house. Why can't we go buy a house in Paris and make it so that Harry can go play out in the French weather?" James had asked, running his hand through his hair, something that Lily no longer detested,

"It would mean we're running James," Lily replied, her voice soft and loving. She watched with a worried expression as James shrugged,

"Why can't we run?"