Rewrite

Author's Note: This story is a rewrite of my fic from a LONG time ago, Rewritten. I'm going to keep up the old one but probably not update it. This is probably going to be better…I'm going to involve more characters and a better plot. One main thing that's AU in the beginning is that Harry didn't look through Snape's memories. Review!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor his pals. I do however own any OC's mentioned :)

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Prologue

There were several things that could have conceivably happened as Harry Potter, chosen one, spoke those dreadful words that tore his own home life apart. He could have fallen through a portal of death, Voldemort could have declared paternity to the boy-who-lived, or the killing curse to be rebounded off the Dark Lord and hit Harry. However strange and unlikely the previous things may be, no one expected any of the following things that did happen.

The green light flew out of the wand Harry held and slammed into Voldemort's body. Oddly enough, the dark lord didn't care; he smiled a nostalgic smile as the green light reflected in his red irises. He fell limply to the floor, his wand snapping in half releasing a white mist. The vapor began in a small cloud but soon engulfed the room, Harry stood unsure of what to do or to expect.

"Harry," A feminine voice whispered from behind him. He turned only to see more of the ivory fog. "Over here." It whispered again from the opposite direction. A woman dressed in white floated down from the haze. Her blonde hair shaped a round face; cherry red lips formed a smile as her elegant hand grazed Harry's face.

"Who are you?" He asked, finally regaining his voice.

"Thank you for rescuing me, in turn…" She paused taking another look at her savior, "I will grant your wish."

"What wish?" Harry asked, the woman shook her head and began to retreat into the miasma. "Wait! What wish?" He began to chase after her however the mist became thicker and flowing underneath him, raising him up into the sky. At that very moment, his world went black.

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"Stand aside girl!" A voice broke his sleep, a moment he recognized. Voldemort had only offered remorse to one person in his killing sprees. He opened his eyes and found himself looking through wooden bars.

"How stupid do you think I am?" A wry voice replied coming from a blonde who stood with her back in front of the crib. "How pitiful, mighty dark lord reduced to killing infants."

"Do you want to die?" Voldemort questioned.

"We all have to die." She remarked, "But it's not going to be those children, kill me instead."

"It would be my pleasure." Voldemort replied in an annoyed tone, "Avada Kedavra!" With a sickly thump, Harry knew it was over he was going to be boy-who-lived all over again it was too late. He watched Voldemort turn, awaiting his fate. However, as he stood above him his wand wasn't pointing at him but next to him. Harry turned his head sharply to see another child staring up at the wand point curiously.

"What a shame," He gloated twirling his wand, "You could have been a vital role in my new empire…Avada Kedavra." He stared down at the other baby. The green flare shot at the infant but stopped at its forehead and flew back at the Dark Lord.

With a horrified scream the evil man's body looked as if he were receiving the Dementor's kiss, his body began to dissipate into a pile of ashes. The child next to him was screaming in pain as he stared wide-eyed in shock and confusion.

"Oh no, James, oh no, oh no." He heard a voice he recognized immediately, his mother. "He got to the nursery!" James ran past Lily, Lily went instantly to the crib to calm the screaming child looking hesitantly at Harry, making sure he was all right.

"She's dead…" James said with a shaky voice as he touched the woman's hand lightly, "Voldemort could be around here anywhere." He turned to Lily, "We have to get out of here."

Harry felt himself being lifted into James's muscular arms and saw they were rushing to get out of the house.

"What about Alisha?" Lily asked, looking back at the woman on the floor.

"It's now or never." James replied pounding down the stairs frantically, Harry watched his mother follow over his father's shoulder.

"Where are we-" Lily was cut off by a loud bang coming from the door. A woman stood in the doorway with a malicious smile on her pale face.

"Lily, take the twins and go!" James handed Harry to Lily. Lily nodded and ran to the fireplace against the wall. Harry expected her to say 'Hogwarts' if not he expected her to say 'Grimmauld Place'. However, like all things in life, what she said was unexpected;

"Spinners end!"

Everything went black