Voldemort was getting closer to her; closer, closer. Lily opened her mouth to scream, but no sound came out of it. Voldemort opened widely his mouth, and from its inside, a snake came out. It was a cobra. It was getting closer and closer. Suddenly, all the images disappeared, and all became black. Then, a voice started to speak in Harry's mind. He couldn't describe that voice, bit it wasn't nice. It was a voice more evil than Voldemort's. And said:

'Harry'. 'Have you seen it?'

'Why?' Answered Harry. 'Why is she there? Who are you?'

'You know perfectly who I am', answered the voice. Yes, Harry knew perfectly who was that voice. It was the Devil. 'Why is she there?' Repeated Harry.

'It's a long story. Are you sure you want to hear it?' Asked the Devil. 'Yes', answered Harry. 'Well, then. It all started two years before you were born. In that year, she met Voldemort. He wanted her to join him, and she came to him by a spell. And she joined him. When the spell was gone, she didn't want to get out of there. She would have die if she tried to. And she liked that life. She could eat free and destroy everyone that didn't like her. And then came James. And "saved" her. Lily never told him that she didn't want to leave that she didn't love him anymore. But they were already married. And then you were born. And Lily realised that love was the best gift she could have. And she lived the best year of her life, and the last one.

'When the year passed, Voldemort discovered where she lived, and wanted her to join him again. But she didn't want to. And Voldemort murdered her husband James. Lily still didn't want to join Voldemort. And then he tried to kill you. And Lily said 'please, someone save us'. And I did. I tried to destroy Voldemort, but he was too powerful that I could only remove his spirit from his body. But that cost a high price. The price was you and your mother. That's why she died. And that's why you have that mark in your face. I did it, not Voldemort. That mark must remind you that your spirit belongs to me'.

'No!' Shouted Harry. 'NOOOO!' And then, the darkness in the mirror disappeared and his reflection came again. He could see his face, a face that belonged to Satan.