Harry knew she was right the moment he stepped over what was left of the doorway. He could see the scene playing out before him ... Riddle advancing with his wand drawn and power surging, barking out orders to Lily to stand aside ... Lily clinging to the rim of Harry’s cot, begging for mercy ... it all looked like an old movie reel on a perpetual loop, all lit by an eerie, pale blue light that looked as if it might have come from another world.