So, here is the very last part of the story. I hope you like it! And if you didn't, let me know why not, I would love to improve my writing skills. (And if you did like it, feel free to tell me that to :))

Also, this is not mine but Rowlings, she is the brilliant mind behind Harry Potter and inspired me to write this.

Lily's point of view

After the wedding the most important things on Lily's mind where the mysterious girl, the books and the missing necklace.

Lily had asked both James and Sirius about the red haired girl, both of them told her she must have been looking in a mirror, because she was the only red head there.

The missing necklace wouldn't ever be found again, she knew that. She had done every single spell she could think of and looked hours for it the old fashion muggle way. Petunia would not like it, the necklace had been in the family forever.

And for the books, Lily got addicted. Her newlywed husband didn't want to read them though, he said he didn't like reading and that he already got his fairytale ending. Lily read and read and re-read all seven books though. She felt such a strong bond with them, but just like with the girl, she couldn't tell why. She often wondered who this girls was and why she'd left those books. It felt like there was a reason for it. She wondered if she would ever get it. The books told a story like she had never read before, she loved it so much. She especially loved how this woman gave her own live for her son and without realizing protected him. It seemed the greatest gift a mother could give her child.

If only somebody could step up, like this young boy, and save the world from Voldemort…

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When she got pregnant she thought less and less about the books and more and more about her own family. She wanted a big family, but in times like this, even having one kid was dangerous. She loved Harry to death and she would do anything for him, but most importantly she wanted to give him a safer world, one without Voldemort. She and James where so happy together, even when they had to go into hiding they were such a happy little family, until that awful day came. She heard the yells and screams of her husband, telling him the he was there, telling her to get Harry and get out. She didn't want to leave James, but their son was the most important thing for both of them and she didn't had her wand on her, so she couldn't do much anyway. When she heard her husband die she couldn't help but stiffen for a moment. Her James, dead. But there was no time to mourn right now, she had to get Harry save. And then it was too late.

He told her to step aside, that she didn't had to die. But she knew she did. If he'd harm Harry, she would be as good as dead anyway, he was her life, especially since James just… No! Don't think about that now!

And then, she suddenly remembered. The moment she got hit by that green light, she knew it was over for her. But in that one second, she realized that those books she had read over and over again, weren't just books, they were real stories. Lily immediately knew who the red-haired girl had been and she knew why she had felt such a strong connection. Just like she did herself, that girl loved Harry very much, she was sure of that. Her son would be in good hands with her. Lily knew that she'd just done what she was supposed to do. Not only would the world be a safer place someday, but Harry would have life.

All that was important, was that Harry would be safe, like she knew he would.