Such news! Tonight, they trusted me with lives,
Not knowing this would surely bring their death,
And using cunning sharper than their knives,
I won their trust, and so I bring news---best.
I know their home, I'll show you to it now.
In Godric's Hollow, where they just now went,
Directions known to only me---and how?
I'm secret keeper for those gits---I meant
Fidelius Charm hiding house from view,
So follow me and I can get you there.
They thing they're safe, security so new,
Surprising's smooth, they are without a care
And Harry in his crib a target fast;
Be quick and you can make your kill at last.

I Apparate to his pathetic town,
And find the house without a hitch at all.
Just for effect, the door is beaten down---
Such shocked expressions and a darkened pall,
Across the faces straining panic spreads,
And hands grope for their wands a bit too late.
The woman grabs the baby from his bed
And James tells her to leave, resigned to fate.
She sticks with him in spite of his demands,
And so subjects herself to watch him die.
I turn to her before his body lands.
I say to step aside, she starts to cry,
And hugs the baby tightly to her chest.
I killed her first---I think you know the rest.