"No!" she said on reflex, and without even really making any conscious decision, she was wrapped around her son. She was a fighter, sure, but she'd never been as good as James, she was really a Healer like Frank (oh god he and Alice are probably going to die too) and so the part of her brain that still worked logically told her firmly that fighting would not work. She'd already cast every protection charm she could think of on Harry, even the experimental ones she and Remus had been working on that hadn't been tested properly. And so the only option left was to plead. "No, please, not Harry, please, don't, kill me instead, not Harry - " Her baby was crying and Lily could not help him, she could do nothing, and that broke her heart, and all she could do was beg, even though she knew it would do her son no good.