"How bloody well dare you! Never again!" Lily screamed. "Do you hear me Potter! NEVER AGAIN!" James winced as his wife grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and shook him, she seemingly wasn't enjoying the giving birth too much. "Never ag- AHHHHHHHHHHH!" Lily screamed.

"Just a bit more Mrs. Potter. Just a bit more!" The healer said to Lily who was gasping for breathe.

"I don't want to!" Lily cried, she was so tired, she couldn't do this.

"Mrs. Potter, you need to push." The healer stated.

"Come on sweetie, you're nearly there." James said wiping a damp cloth over Lily's forhead.

"Argh!" Lily screamed as she pushed again. "I tell you Potter no more kids for!" Lily screamed. "NEVER AGAIN! SEPERATE BEDS!" The healer looked to James who was still in Lily's death grip and grinned.

"I know Lily, I know!" James squeaked as Lily pushed once more and nearly killed him. But suddenly there was a cry, a small baby's cry. And Lily let go of James, and reached forward for the baby the healer was offering her.

For a minute everything was silent as Lily lay back grateful for the birth to be over, staring down at her baby in awe.

"A baby boy, healthy as can be." The healer said then left the new parents alone.

"We have a baby." Lily murmured.

"You're a mummy." James said softly to his wife, kissing the top of her head.

"And you're a daddy. James we're parents." Lily said then looked up at her husband, glowing. "Go fetch Sirius and the guys."

James left and minutes later returned with Sirius, Remus and Peter at his side, it was a happy affair, the moment was captured in a photo by a healer, and was eventually hung on the wall by Lily.

The happiness lasted months, and baby Harry grew as a healthy baby does, and the parents remained blissful. Until that fateful night.

"NO!" James shouted as Lily ran blindly up the stairs into the nursery. "STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM THEM!" He screamed. From the nursery Lily could hear the battle of hexes until it stopped, and then a thump.

"JAMES!" Lily sobbed holding her baby closer. Harry started to cry also, big fat tears fell from his emerald eyes.

"The child, Lily." A cold voice drawled from the doorway of the nursery, she hadn't realised he had gotten in.

"NO! NOT MY BABY! ANYTHING BUT MY HARRY!" Lily screamed, placing Harry into his crib and blocking Voldemorts way.

"Now Lily, don't argue with me and you won't die." Voldemort drawled.

"I'D RATHER DIE THEN LET YOU TAKE MY BABY!" Lily screamed and whipped out her wand.

"You don't have to die, silly girl!" Voldemort snapped.

"LEAVE MY BABY ALONE!" Lily pleaded tears falling heavy and fast.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!" Voldemort roared, missing Lily Potter's last words.

"I love you Harry." She whispered before falling to the floor. Never to rise again.

And so Lily Potter was lost to a war. Lost. In a single instant. Was it all worth it.

Was it worth it.

Lily Potter. A fighter. A believer. Friend. Wife. Mother.

Lost.