You're looking out of the window while I rock your son in my arms. You seem nervous. I don't want to admit it, but I am, too. We haven't heard from Peter in a week. I wonder if Sirius was wrong? I ask you what's wrong. You say it's nothing. You kiss me gently, smile, and tell me it's going to be alright. You lean to kiss me again.
There's a crunching of gravel outside. You straighten suddenly and go to look out of the window. Your face goes bloodless and I know in an instant: Peter was the traitor. Not Remus. Not Sirius.
I hear you telling me to grab the baby and run. Oh, God. It's happening. He's really here. I'm running, I hear his laughter. As the door to the nursery closes behind me, I hear you screaming. Oh, my God… No. No! James! James?
He's coming. He's coming up the hall! James? Help me, please! Tell me what to do. I'll protect Harry, I promise. Oh, God. He's here. He's in this room! He wants Harry. No. No! Please, don't hurt him. He's only a baby! Oh, God, this man killed James! Please, not Harry. No, no! Kill me! Please, just don't hurt my Harry, he's only a baby! He's raising his wand. I'm coming, James. He's going to kill me, too! I scream. There's a green light. I can't breathe…
I'm coming, James. Wait for me, James, I'm coming…
a/n Wrote this about a year ago, and I just now got it up. I might write a second part to it, from James's point of view, Harry's, and then one where Sirius comes and finds them. R/R if you like it, and I'll put up more. Love ya!