Disclaimer: I do not take credit for any names, characters or places dead or otherwise. They are the sole property of one Jo Rowling! Also I am not Ed Sheeran and therefore the lyrics of the song below are not by me :)

A/N: Sorry for the long wait. I was reading this incredible James and Lily story. Check it out if you're interested…it's called 'Every other midnight' by Kathryn's Nom de Plume. Anyway here is the next chapter.

If you're broken I'll mend ya. Keep you sheltered from the storm that's raging on now…

My world is falling apart. My heart is beating, beating, beating…but his isn't.

He's dead. I wasn't to cry but I can't. I have a duty to do. James is gone. But I can't break down.

Not yet.

Green light. A heavy thudding. Someone's coming up.

"Move aside you silly girl" His voice is cold, unfeeling. The voice of a murderer.

I gasp and beg him for my son's life.

"Take me. Not Harry. Please, have mercy!"

He laughs. It's the same empty mocking laugh that all those pureblood fanatics have. I feel like I'm being mocked for caring. For wanting to save my family. For being human.

His wand is pointing straight at me and I'm ready for it even before he is.

Wand less and defenceless, I may be, but I have to save Harry.

"Move aside," he hisses. It's obviously a threat.

I feel as if I'm back at Hogwarts. People used to try and threaten me because of my blood all the time. It's nothing new. But I was never one to sit there and take it as if it was nothing.

"Chin up. Evans." I smile as I remember the first time I had succumbed and broken down. James had told me that. Given me courage.

Been my support…we were a family.

And no one hurts my family, I thought fiercely.

I look over at my son's crying face and I know what I have to do.

"Avada Kedavra" That green light is shooting towards us; I dive in front of his cot.

And now I know why James stood his ground. It wasn't his bravery; for who would be foolish enough to call dying a brave deed? It wasn't for fame.

It was for Harry. It was for me.

Because he loved us. What magic could be more powerful than that of love? I close my eyes and hope that one day our son will understand. Hope that one day Harry will be able to forgive us.

"I love you James. I love you Harry…more now than ever before." And those are my final words as I take one final breath and wait in limbo.

I'm out of sight. I'm out of mind. I'll do it for you in time and of all the things I've done, I think I love you better now.

A/N: I love this song so much! (If you don't know it, it is called Lego House – have a listen) I hope you liked it. It was quite emotional to write actually. Please review!