James, Lily and Harry Potter had been in hiding for a little over one week. Originally, Sirius Black, probably James and Lily's best friend and Harry's godfather, was suppose to be their Secret-Keeper.

However, they had switched to Peter Pettigrew, another of their friends, at the last minute.

Over a week ago, they had told their closest friends, Remus Lupin and Peter, that they were going into hiding with the aide of the Fidelius Charm and that Sirius would be their Secret-Keeper. But later that evening, Peter had gone to Sirius's place with his brilliant plan: what if Peter was the Secret-Keeper?

They would tell no one - not even Remus or Dumbledore - about the switch. Peter was convinced that Remus was a spy for Voldemort, and Sirius was leaning in that direction as well. Lily and James, on the other hand, both refused to believe that it was Remus - but they couldn't take any chances when it came to Harry. He was why they had gone into hiding in the first place.

Over a year ago, when Harry was merely month and a half old, Dumbledore had told Lily and James about a prophecy that was made shortly before Harry was born, that said that Harry was one of two boys that would eventually destroy Voldemort for good. The other boy was Neville Longbottom whose parents, Frank and Alice, were members of the Order of the Phoenix, just as James and Lily were. But for some reason, Voldemort - who had only heard a portion of the prophecy - had decided Harry was a greater threat and was now out to kill the fifteen month old.

Dumbledore had some spy who was a Death Eater that had told him Voldemort was after Harry. The very night his spy had told him, Dumbledore suggested that the Potters should go into hiding. James was lounging on the couch, reading The Daily Prophet. Ever since they had gone into hiding, Sirius had made it a habit of sending James copies of the wizarding newspaper. And even though the paper was filled with more news of death and destruction, it felt good to still have some knowledge of the outside world.

And as hard as it was for him to sit still for too long, being in hiding was not all that bad. He got to spend a lot more time with his wife and son, which he valued beyond everything. During the past six months or so, it felt like he hardly left the Auror Department at the Ministry. But now he could spend all day with his family - even if they were in hiding. He tossed the paper on the floor, pushed his round glasses onto his forehead and rubbed his eyes. Then he heard Lily coming down the stairs.

Even though she hadn't said anything yet, James could tell she was flustered.

"He just does not want to go to sleep at all," Lily said as she finished descending the stairs.

James turned to face her and noticed that Harry was in her arms - very much awake. He looked so much like his father in was almost scary. Harry had a small tuft of jet black hair, though it was not quite as unruly as James's was yet. The only physical trait Harry hadn't inherited from his father was his brilliant green eyes - they were the same color and shape as Lily's.

"Well it's still early," he said has he held out his arms.

Harry smiled and said, "Prongsie!" as Lily passed him to James.

"But it's nearly ten o'clock. He should have been asleep hours ago," Lily tried to be serious, but couldn't help but smile as she watched James tickle Harry as he laughed.

James walked over to where a few of Harry's toys were laying around the room and put him down. He came back to Lily and smiled.

But the moment was short lived."Mama!" they heard Harry cry from somewhere at their knees.

"What is it, Harry?" Lily asked her son as she crouched down.

He was dragging a stuffed stag by its antlers. Sirius had said he couldn't pass up the chance to by it.

"Juice"

"Okay," she smiled as she ruffled his black hair and stood u

."You want me to get it?" James offered.

"No, it's okay, I'll get it."James nodded as he lifted Harry into his arms.

"Well, then it looks like me and you get to play while Mummy get you some juice.

"Lily smiled to herself as she headed out of the living room, into the hall, through the dining room and into the kitchen. She reached into the refrigerator, and grabbed one of Harry's sippy cups that already had some apple juice in it. As she walked through the dining room again, she glanced out of the large bay window that overlooked the front yard. Lily noticed a cloaked figure, hood pulled up, steadily coming closer to their house

. "James..."

"Yeah, Lil?"

"Can you come in here?" there was fear etched in her voice.

"What's up?" He was carrying Harry, who was leaning his head on his father's shoulder.

"Peter wasn't suppose to come by tonight, right?" she asked, gesturing to the figure that was approaching.

"No, and besides, that guy's too tall to be Peter,"

"What about Sirius?"

"I don't think so..." he sounded as worried as she felt; a steady panic was rising in her stomach.The hooded figure raised its head slightly and Lily's heart seemed to stop beating. His scarlet eyes burned in the dark night; his mouth conformed into an evil sneer - Lord Voldemort had found them. Before either of them could react, Voldemort raised his wand high. Even from this distance, Lily and James hear the spell he cast.

"Morsmordre!" The Dark Lord called into the night as something vast, green, and glittering erupted from his wand. Even though they never saw it, James and Lily knew that the Dark Mark had just been sent over their home. In a blinding state of terror, Lily dropped Harry's cup without ever realizing it. She whipped around to face James - but before she could speak, James was handing Harry to her, saying,

"Lily, take Harry and go! It's him! Go! I'll hold him off - ""

I can't just leave you - "

"The important thing is that Harry is safe." James said as he kissed the top of his son's head.

"I love you,"

"I love you, too," she whispered as tears fell down her cheeks.

Before she could say anything else, a spell with massive force blew down the door and a cold, high-pitched laughter filled the house. James nearly pushed Lily, who was clutching a screaming Harry to her, from the room. Nearly frozen, Lily listened as her husband tried to fend off the most feared wizard of all time.

Where am I suppose to go?, she thought. Dumbledore - we'll be safe there until James can escape. But how was she to get all the way to Hogwarts?Floo Powder.

Quickly, Lily scrambled towards the stairs - their only fireplace that was still connected to the Floo Network was the one in the upstairs den. Millions of thoughts ran through Lily's panicked mind. James is right - we have to keep Harry safe. Am I ever going to see James again? I love him so much, how could I go on without him? Peter. If I ever see that guy again I am going to rip him limb from limb with my own two hands!

How could he do this to us? How could he - of all people - be the spy???Finally, the upstairs den was in sight. But as she crossed the door way, she heard Voldemort scream

"Avada Kedavra!" She froze as she heard a crash from down stairs. Lily swayed and thought she would pass out. She tuned out everything, including the screaming infant in her arms. No, he can't be. This isn't happening. James can't be dead.

But one terrifying sound brought her back - the sound of footsteps, drawing ever closer.Lily hurried across the room to the fireplace and grabbed a handful of green, glittering powder from a flower pot on the mantle. But before she could throw it into the fire, a spell hit her hand that made the Floo powder disappear. Lily turned her head to see Lord Voldemort standing just inside the room.

"Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry!" she begged and screamed.

"Stand aside, you silly girl...stand aside, now..." sneered Voldemort, mocking her.

"Not Harry, please no, take me, kill me instead - Not Harry! Please...have mercy...have mercy..."

Laughing his cold laugh that sent chills up Lily's spine, Voldemort raised his wand, pointing it at Harry.

"Crucio!" he cried.

But Lily turned so that she was hit. She fell to the floor, somehow dropping Harry in the process, screaming with agony.

When he finally lifted the curse, Lily lay panting, staring at the ceiling, hearing her son screaming and Voldemort laughing from somewhere to her left.He was coming closer.

Somehow, she managed to stand. For that instant, it didn't matter that she had no wand - no means of protection.

Call it the most primitive instinct to protect her child, Lily started towards Voldemort. But he was too fast. With lighting reflexes, one of his unnaturally long, white hands was around her throat and she was pinned against a wall as Harry continued to scream

. "You couldn't have made this easy, could you Mudblood."

Voldemort hissed as he slammed her head against the wall.

"All I wanted was to kill your son, but you and your meddlesome husband had to get in my way...And now you will die a slow and painful death."

He pulled out a long dagger from inside his robes. "Do you see this, Mudblood?" He took the dagger and lightly ran it across Lily's cheek.

"It has been soaked in a very special potion, a potion that will slowly kill you. But before you die, you will watch your son die first." He raised the dagger and brought it slashing down, into Lily's lower abdomen. She let out a blood curdling scream as Voldemort threw her to the ground. She could feel the poison of the potion slowly coursing as she clutched her deep wound."And now," he said as he turned his attention to the screaming infant.

"Harry Potter...and to think, you are suppose to be the end of me,"He paid no attention to the child's mother that was crying on the floor.

If he had, he would have heard her spell of desperation.As Voldemort turned his back on Lily, a strange sensation rose from within her. Without truly knowing what she was doing, Lily raised her blood soaked hand and whispered:

"I lay here in your guardian light,Empower my son with all you might,Protection from harm is what I ask,Please accept this as you task."Her hand fell to the floor, unable to hold it up any longer.

She thought she saw a slight glow that surrounded Harry for just a second, but then thought it was only because she was near death. It became harder for her to breath. She was losing blood, and fast. At this point, she was hoping on passing out soon

. "Goodbye, Harry Potter," Voldemort hissed as he raised his wand."NOOOO!" Lily screamed in final desperation as Voldemort raised his wand.

"Avada Kedavra!" As much as Lily did not want to see her son die, she couldn't take her eyes off of him as the bright green light rushed at the fifteen month old. But just as the Killing Curse touched Harry's head, a bright white light filled the room. Lily squinted her eyes, only seeing white.

She heard another scream - this one, however, was coming from Voldemort. Then the very room seemed to explode. The very force momentarily lifted Lily off of the ground and slammed her into a wall before she crashed down to the floor again.Lily slowly lifted her head. A whole wall and the most of the ceiling had been blown off. She could see the bright stars above and a few trees swaying slightly in the cool breeze. Voldemort was gone....

And there...sitting on the floor crying like there was no tomorrow...was Harry... with a jagged cut on his forehead....She couldn't believe it. Her son had survived. New tears - tears of happiness - fell down her face. She tried to move, tried to get up and hold and kiss and comfort her son, but she couldn't move. The edges of her vision were beginning to blur and she knew that soon she would lose consciousness. From what seemed like far away, she could hear people running into her house - up the stairs.

"Lily!" a familiar voice called from afar. She could feel someone's fingers on her neck, checking for a pulse.

"She's still alive!" the person called. She heard others running into the room. Lily blinked her eyes as Sirius swam in and out of focus

"Sirius..." she whispered. Now, she could let go. Now Harry would be safe. Lily closed her eyes as darkness consumed her.

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