Peter rubbed his forehead with a thumb. "Yeah. Something is clicking, but not fast enough. Hang on, let me think a second." Peter had read some of the books. Most of the first, the second one had bored him, and while he liked the third, finding out that the character he'd enjoyed from it was killed off later in the series had soured his taste on the books.
He began to sort through what he had read, accessing that perfect memory Charlie had bestowed upon him. "Lily," he said suddenly. "Harry Potter's mother. She died, and because she died to protect him, he had the power to win in the end or at least the first book." He looked at Alessa. "Red hair, green eyes."