2. Avada Kedavra
Two words. Words that ended it all.
Lily sat by the gate of Godric’s Hollow and sighed. She remembered learning the curse in school, thinking about how she would never even have to remember it because she was never, ever going to have to worry about it.
Heh. Look how that turned out…
She signed again. She didn’t get along with him anymore by any means, but almost being killed by his misaimed curse was a good way to bring back memories. A curse aimed for James.
The voice in her head patronized her.
How can you even be sure it was him? It could have been any deatheater firing that curse; they all wear those masks…
But as much as she tried to convince herself she was wrong, she knew...
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Avada Kedavra!
“LILY!”
Oddly enough, it was her name, not the curse that could kill her, that caught her attention. Lily turned around hastily to see a bright green light shoot right over James’ shoulder and fly straight toward her. She stood in place frozen with fear, as the curse whisked by her hair and instead blew apart wall behind her.
And she stared straight into the mask of the person that had screamed her name. For it had not been James’ voice that had shouted to save her…
It had been the deatheater who shot the curse. It had been Snape.
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