Lily shook her head with indesicion. Run and leave James. Hell No!
"Expelliarmus!" bellowed Lily.
Lord Voldemort's rather long wand flew out of his grasp, dropping on Harry's little head. Harry, distracted by the cool new toy that had landed into his grasp, waved the wand around, eyes wide in awe. A triumphant look skittered onto Lily's face but too her horror, Lord Voldemort's pale lips broke into a large grim.
"Ha!" burst Lord Voldemort, his voice not worried at all, "You think I need a wand at all? I am a Mage. A powerful wizard who does not need to use a wand."
"Both of you," Lord Voldemort said with hatred, "have been thorns in my side since the Ancient Prophecy started to be fulfilled."
Lord Voldemort scowled, glaring at all three Potters, one of which was still bound to the wall.
"Prophecy?" asked the slightly dazed James.
"The Ancient Prophecy," Lord Voldemort replied, " 'Two strong magic users will bring in the last of the Mages. He will defeat the Lord Voldemort.' Defeat me? One of the oldest Mages in the world? Of course I would not let that happen."
"But you two," Lord Voldemort continued, pointing an accusing finger at Lily and James, still bound to the wall, "You two foiled my plans!"
As Lord Voldemort bellowed swore at them with some colourful language, James edged over towards his wand. He was going quite well until he tripped over his feet.
CRASH
Lord Voldemort came out of his swearing trance and glared at James.
"Oh no you don't!
Lord Voldemort flicked his hand, sending James flying across the room and into the wall. A fresh spurt of blood erupted from James' mouth. He stayed down, groaning.
"Oh James!" cried Lily.
Blood rushed to her head. Lily looked from James to Harry to the mess that was their lounge room, then fixed her gaze on Lord Voldemort. Suddenly, Lily grew red and started yelling at Lord Voldemort in a colourful language more extensive than his. Lord Voldemort just stared at her (maybe memorizing some of the words ^-^).
"How dare you," interrupted Lord Voldemort, also red in the face, "insult Lord Voldemort, the strongest wizard and Mage in the world. This will teach you."
Lord Voldemort raised his hand slightly and pointed at James. As Lord Voldemort shouted "Crucio!" , Lily also raised her wand and shouted "Petrificus Totalus!".
Lord Voldemort's arms snapped to his sides, as did his legs. He fell heavily atop their soft carpeted floor. Knowing that the 'Full Body Bind' spell would not last long, Lily stumbled over to James to chack if he was alright. He replied that he was fine except the wall had a large scorch mark.
"Lily," James whispered, "Quickly run into the kitchen and call for help in the fire place there."
Lily nodded and ran to fetch help.
In the kitchen…
Lily stumbled into the kitchen and hurried to light the fire. After murmuring the right words, fire sprang to life on the dry logs stacked neatly there.
She thought of Albus Dumbledore white flowing beard, twinkling eyes and commanding presence. The flames leapt higher than before. Lily stuck her head through. She was looking into Dumbledore's office in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, in which he was the principal.
"Oh hello Lily," came a familiar and an amused voice. Albus Dumbledore stepped out from the shadows of his office and gave her a sweet smile. "Are you ok? You look awfully pale and … is that blood?" Dumbledore rushed towards his fireplace.
"Quick…help…Lord…Voldemort…kill…Harry…hurry!" Lily gasped hearing James yell her name.
Dumbledore heard James' call and while Lily ran to help James, Dumbledore called for help.
Back in the Living Room…
Lily bolted back to James. She looked at Lord Voldemort, who was slowly escaping the Full Body Bind. Lord Voldemort's eyes glinted in anger while he slowly removed his bonds. Lily flew to James' side. James was still groaning on the floor of the hall. He looked into her emerald eyes and grinned impishly.
"How are we gonna get out of this mess?" James said.
"I don't know James," Lily replied, a tear rolling down her soft cheek, "I don't know."
BANG
Lord Voldemort sprang to his feet, eyes full of rage. He lifted his hand to point at Lily.
"Time to get rid of you, once and for all," he said, waspishly.
[Dumbledore had gathered as many people as he could. He, Sirius, Celeste, Remus and Moody had apparated just atop a hill looking over the Potter residence. Various others began ,also to apparate.]
[He looked at the three figures in the room.
One brown haired man who, while being a prankster, was very admirable. One pale and sick-looking man with no hair and, by the looks of it, no blood. He was threatening a third person. This one was familiar to himself. She had long red hair and emerald green eyes. She was also the sweetest most kindest person he every met.
He couldn't let something happen to her.
He lifted his head and wand and carefully pronounced the word.
"Crucio."]
Lord Voldemort raised his hand for the spell. Lily closed her eyes for the inevitable. James rose to try and block Lily.
"Crucio."
Came a high but sweet voice. Like an angel's voice.
Lord Voldemort gripped his chest as if he were having a heart attack. He glared past Lily to see his killer.
It was little baby Harry.
Wand outstretched, brows knitted and wearing a frown.
Lily and James were also shocked at their son's first word.
Lord Voldemort sank to his knees. He gasped with his last breaths.
"You will not go unpunished," he said before he crossed over, "Accio knives."
