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The Death Of A Woman

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In the aftermath, Lily often wondered why Voldemort had given her the chance to save herself, not just once, but three times. The most logical assumption was that he 'd simply been amusing himself before delivering the killing blow, knowing she 'd never step aside and leave her baby undefended. But if that had been the case, she wouldn 't have survived at all. Why spare her, someone who openly despised everything he stood for? What would inspire him to preserve the life of a woman he could only see as a Mudblood, with nothing to distinguish her from countless others who 'd already been slaughtered at his behest? Of course, none of these questions crossed Lily 's mind on the night he came to murder her child. There was only room for hysterical pleas, words she would never recall after they 'd been spoken, and a scattered internal monologue of, Please no, not Harry… I can 't bear it… Not my baby! "Stand aside, you silly girl. Stand aside, now." Yes, she 'd remember his words, along with the detached and altogether irrelevant observation that for a man so full of hatred, the insult he 'd tossed in her direction was surprisingly mild. And she 'd never forget how absurd it was that she 'd had such a calm, logical thought in the midst of absolute terror. When Voldemort raised his wand, some strange emotion flickered behind his eyes. It wasn 't hesitation, exactly. Lily would be haunted by that look for years before eventually identifying it as speculative. He muttered

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