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“Soon they’d be pushing strollers. But soon it was over”
Jily. Jily. Jily. Jily. Jily. Jily. Jily. Jily. Jily. Jily. Jily. Jily. Jily. Jily. Jily. Jily. Jily. Jily. Jily. Jily. Jily. Jily. Jily. Jily. Jily-
Lily potter is sitting in the corner, of her baby’s bedroom, by the door trying to calm and shush the both of them, while she hears James going down, because of Peter. She can hear Voldemort ordering Pete to go upstairs.
She knows she won’t live, she knows this is her last day. She suddenly thinks back to her sister, saying this, magic, would be the death of her. Oh god, she was right.
Peter opens the door and turns around to meet Pete’s eyes. (It’s Pete’s eyes, but it isn’t Pete.)
Then it clicks in Lily’s mind: he did it. He was the spy, the traitor, the one who killed Marlene. Suddenly she thinks;
She’s hiding in the corner of a room, sobbing trying to shush herself, she knows her family is dead, and she knows she won’t survive.
And now she knows how Marlene McKinnon felt, Now she knows how Joan of Arc felt.