3rd
Halloween night Lily and James were having a cuddle talking about their children when the wards went off. Instantly James and Lily jumped with their wands ready. Lily grabbed James Hand and ran up the stairs as their door durst opened showing snake face and a couple of death eaters. Light flashed behind The Potters as they dueled and ran towards their children. When Lily grabbed the twins, James jumped in front of his wife and children. James died to Voldenmort's killing curse. Lily screamed and clutched her children towards her. She kept muttering about how she loves them, how their daddy loves them, they are loved. Voldemort and his death eater each shot a killing curse at them all. The curse backfired and them all. Harry and Azalea now have matching lightning bolt scars on their foreheads. Lily has one at the name of her neck. The only one to die that night sadly was James. His love for his family and his sacrifice saved them. Lily held her children and cried. She kept them close to her heartbroken that her husband was dead, but her children were alive. The first to get there was Sirius and Remus. Followed by the Order.
"Lily?" Sirius choked trying to avoid looking at James' lifeless body.
"H-he g-gone, Siri R-remi" Lily whimpered brokenly
"I-i'm so sorry Lily… Peter told… he betrayed us… He worked for him… Willingly… I never should have suggested it to him. I never should have-" Sirius started saying guilt weighing heavily on him.
"Don't blame yourselves Padfoot, none of us thought he'd do this to us." Remus comforted his voice cracking slightly as he tried to hold back tears. The rest of the night passed in a solemn blur.