Lily gasped and clutched Harry to her chest, causing him to cry out for air. She loosened her grip, but only a little. "Do you mean…. it's…. it's him?"
James nodded his head solemnly. "I want you to get Harry and yourself somewhere safe. Apparate, if need be."
"But," Lily protested. She was not going to let her husband, the man she loved, get killed while she ran. "What about you?"
"I said get yourself and Harry out of here!" James shouted, tears welling up in his eyes. "I don't want to look down from Heaven once I get there and see either of you coming to join me, Lily." James pulled his wife into a passionate hug. "Just stay safe."
Lily Potter looked into her husband's eyes, searching for a different answer, but there was none and, having accepted that, she nodded as tears began streaming down her face like twin waterfalls. Harry, who had semi sorta been forgotten in this emotional bit, began to cry, for it was now getting harder to breath being squished between his parents and he wanted his bottle.
It was that extremely inappropriate time that the door burst open with a crash, breaking a vase that Lily was quite fond of, bringing the small, happy family back to the realization that the end was, unfortunately, near.
Voldemort opened the gate unceremoniously, letting it hit the fence hard. It seemed more than kind to give them a small warning. After all, did THEY give him any warning before barging in and defeating him any one of those three times? No, they certainly didn't! He thought he was being over polite.
The dew had begun to set on the grass making it wet and slippery. Voldemort tripped slightly on the damp edge of his cloak, making him swear violently under his breath. This was no time to be clumsy. One mistake tonight, and he could wind up in the London Morgue tomorrow morning. After all, that Auror and his mudblood wife had bested him before, what says they won't best him again tonight?
Voldemort cracked a sinister smile. I say they won't, he thought, pulling his bone-handled wand from a pocket inside his cloak. For once, I shall have the upper hand! He approached the white, wooden door and pointed his wand at the door before thinking otherwise and stepping back. What fun would it be to just open the door quietly with magic?
With an evil smirk, he stepped back a few more steps and ran forward at full speed, smiling yet wincing in pain as he herd the door break and swing inward, slamming into the wall. The sound of shattering porcelain rang wonderfully in his ears.
"Why hello. Happy Halloween James, Lily, and Baby Harry…" Voldemort's sentence trailed off as he looked at the infant Harry James Potter, nestled in his loving mother's arms.
"Lily, get out of here," James said softly but firmly as he picked his wand off of the end table, his eyes focused on Voldemort.
"Why have them leave so soon?' Voldemort asked, his tone mocking, as he flicked his wand and blasted a hole in the floor in front of the kitchen. That was the only escape rout, unless you counted the stairs, which were close to the door. Or at least what was left of the door. "After all, I've just arrived, have I not?"
"What do you want?" Lily cried out, fear building up inside her. There was no way to escape, and the only place where she could apparate here and there in was Harry's nursery. Upstairs. She had a right to be scared.
"I want Harry. Just give me the boy, and you two shall go unharmed. What do you say, James?" Voldemort asked, a smirk developing on his pale, evil face. This was his chance, he could kill the one who the prophecy spoke of, and he would become immortal! Just one more horcrux…
"Over my dead body!" James Potter shouted, pointing his Maple wand at the Dark Lord. "Now get out of here!"
"That's not very nice," Voldemort said in a mock hurt voice. "And all I did was come here to have a civilized conversation."
"Civilized conversation my ass!" James bellowed. "Now, I shall only say this one…more…time. GET OUT!"
Voldemort sneered. "You're a fool, both of you," he said harshly, looking from James to Lily, then to Harry, who looked at him with an expression of fear and disgust. The little twerp, he thought, we'll see who'll pull through on top.
"Lily, run, while you still have the chance!" James shouted to his wife, who was practically frozen in fear. Voldemort was here, and he wanted her son, and he wasn't going to kill them? What was wrong with this picture?
"Give the child, Lily, and you and your husband will be spared."
"No, don't Lily, just run!"
Voldemort rolled his eyes; this was getting him absolutely nowhere. "I gave you a chance to save yourselves and you passed it up, James. I have no choice."
"Bring it on," James said, a determined smirk on his face. With an unexpected burst of energy, James Potter ran, knocking the Dark Lord backwards as his shoulder hit Voldemort square in the chest. "Lily!" he shouted," The Nursery!"
Lily nodded and ran, taking the steps two at a time, hurrying to get to safety. James tried following, but his ankle was grabbed by Voldemort's long, pale fingers, keeping him from safety.
"Let go!" James muttered loudly, kicking Voldemort in the stomach. The Dark Lord's arm shot back and he gripped his stomach.
Dammit, Voldemort thought, picking himself up to watch James Potter bolt up the stairs. With a deep breath, the dark wizard scrambled up the steps as fast as his aching stomach would let him.
As he reached the top, He pointed his wand at James, who was keeping watch from the Nursery door. Fool! Voldemort scowled, raising his wand.
"Wingardium Leviosa!" he shouted. An elementary spell, he knew, but it did the job. Hoisting his prey from his feet, James floated helplessly towards Voldemort. Although, James was wise enough to try and grab a few passing doorways, he found himself floating in front to the Dark Lord in a matter of seconds.
"Goodnight, Potter," Voldemort said, a sinister smile on his face as he raised the bone-handled wand to James's forehead. James winced as the wood prodded his flesh.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!"
James was hit with the bright green light, but not before one, love filled cry escaped his lips. "Lily!"