Love Lily

Prologue

The fresh autumn air whipped around the narrow streets of Godric's Hollow. Leaves crunched under James Potter's feet as he snuck around the neighbourhood, getting a breath of fresh air after being cooped up in his house for weeks.

As he turned the corner he gasped, a house, his house, in ruins. The door was blasted off its hinges and the entire right wall had been blown off. His little safe haven was ruined. He knew who had done this and told that person where the Potters were living. How could his friend betray them like this?

James heard his baby crying and screaming, louder than he had ever cried and a lot more desperate than usual. He started sprinting into the house, shouting as he went. He stumbled over pieces of plaster that had fallen down, holding to see a flash of red hair that would signal that his wife was there.

He opened the door to Harry's bedroom and at first he saw his small son, in the crib, with tears pouring down his face. Then he looked around and saw a scene that would undoubtedly haunt him forever. His Wife, his everything was on the floor with her hair fanned out around her.

Lily Potter was dead.