Overview: Lord Voldemort can only gaze in wonder, hate and in some strange way, admiration at this young mother's courage to protect her baby. Even in his irritation and frustation, he sees a beauty and peace in Lily that he can only fathom within his dark heart. And in his destruction, amongst her death, he vows to destroy Harry and wipe the memory of the strong and courageous Lily, who would not fly away . . .

Lily Fly Away

By *Cinnamon*

What gave you courage,
What gave you heart,
What have you must to
Give, to stand here so
Strong before me?

Tell me, Lily. Or be away.
Whisper not,
Poor Lily,
You leave me speechless
Your figure frail . . .

Pale as heaven,
Veiled in hell,
Lost at this mighty hand,
You stand,
For Lily still not far away,
What give you hope to
Tremble that lovely chin that I so
Dearly cup and squeeze in pain?

Answer not,
You silly twit or maybe . . .

Did not you saw his redden cheeks
Tinged in fear, the wild cries as air
Was still to give you the moment
Of rage to touch his delicate forehead?

Tears of Lily
Fall away for shall
You turn away, as I will watch
You grimly shatter from my way?

Green light I endeavored,
As love became my devour,
The cursed bolt of lightening . . .
Purity bathed between his
Tightened hands . . .

And still I smile,
For your son that Harry Potter,
I will return,
While you wonder in your grave . . .
Could not Lily fly away?