'Still I'll be the hand that serves you, though you'll not see that it is me.'
Within Temptation – Hand of Sorrow
Potter. I hate him. I hate him with every fibre of my being. The offspring of my nemesis, James Potter. He's arrogant, he's a rule-breaker, he's hailed as a hero.
He's yours, though, too. He has your beautiful emerald eyes.
It hurts to look at him sometimes. Knowing that he's your son, but he's his son, too. It shouldn't have been him. He shouldn't have married you. I should have. It's selfish, but it's the truth. If you had loved me, none of this would have ever happened. If I hadn't called you –
Could you have come to love me? Even just a little?
Why do I even bother? It's much too late for that. It's my fault.
Your death won't be in vain, though. I can promise you that. I'll protect the boy until the last breath leaves my God-forsaken body. Because he's yours.
I will protect the boy. I'll protect Harry Potter. I'll be the one to avenge your death, although no-one may know it. Maybe you won't see that it's me, maybe he won't. God forbid he does. But I will serve you. I will serve you if it kills me.
I love you, Lily, and I will protect your boy with my life.