This is how I imagined the Hallowe'en -it's spelt like that because it's short form for Hallowed Evening -night when Lily and James Potter died. I also used the idea I first had when reading the books about how Harry had survived the killing curse through his mother's love. I pictured her standing in front of him protecting him. Requests needed/welcomed!
Prompt: Run (October 31st)
Rating: PG
Pairings: James/Lily Severus/Lily
Word Count: 552
"Shhhh Harry," I gently tried to soothe his crying. "It's time for bed. Momma and Dadda are going sleepy bys too."
I laid my precious baby into his crib, with a final zip of magic to play a soothing song. I left to find James in the common room.
"Are the wards holding up dear?" I asked nervously. It had been months since we moved into Dumbledore's old cottage, months held up in here unable to go anywhere without the invisibility cloak, which Dumbledore had taken for a closer look.
"Yes Lilyflower, if there was a breach Dumbledore would know," James answered, looking up from his newspaper.
I sighed in relief. The tension would build every day, and at night it would be broken for a minute before building back up again in anxiety of what would happen tomorrow.
The wind was rustling outside, and a few minutes had passed in silence. It was Hallowe'en, but the Muggle and wizard children could not see the cottage. I picked up my book and began to read, until an hour later, I was interrupted.
"Lily," James said in an urgent whisper; he never called me by my first name –always a nickname-, "Lily run. Take Harry and run. He's here. Go. I'll try to hold him off."
I ran upstairs and grabbed Harry, trying to twist into an apparation, but it was no use. Voldemort had put a barrier up; I was trapped. I heard Voldemort's chilling voice from downstairs, "A fool to defend me without your wand!"
No! I thought, James! James fight! Grab your wand and fight!
But it was too late. I heard the killing curse, and I shook with anger and hurt. Then I realized I was without an escape too. I could try the window, but how would that help? The apparation barriers were far and wide.
I heard him climb up the stairs swiftly. I set Harry back down, grabbing my wand, ready to fight.
"No! Please! Not Harry! Kill me! Not Harry!"
"Step aside, silly girl. Step aside and I will spare you. A filthy Mudblood like you should thank me," Voldemort said harshly.
"No! Kill me instead!" I yelled back, shielding Harry with my arms.
"Severus wanted you to be spared, Mudblood," Voldemort said in a threatening undertone. "I will ask one last time; step aside. Now."
I screamed "No!" one last time before the light hit me. I saw my body lying on the ground while Voldemort aimed at my baby boy. I rushed down and spread myself in front of Harry once again, ignoring my body on the floor. Voldemort took aim –I knew I couldn't die again- and said the curse. It backfired, only leaving a scar on my boy; Voldemort fled.
I stayed there for a while; I would find James later. I stayed to soothe my Harry until someone arrived. When someone did arrive, my heart caught in my throat; Severus.
He collapsed on the floor weeping while holding my body. He was apologizing over and over again while rocking back and forth. I got up, sat beside him and put my hand on his shoulder. I think he sensed me as he lifted his head.
"Protect Harry," I whispered in his ear. He had goose bumps from my touch. "Protect Harry, Severus."
Severus nodded his head, stood up, and hurried out. Probably to go find Dumbledore.
"Come, Lilyflower," James said from behind me.
I took his hand and walked into a new journey. Severus would keep him safe. That I was sure of.