A/N; So! This is my rewrite... sort of. I once again will mention that the last story had many large plotholes and some gruesome grammar/spelling mistakes... That is why I decided to do a major change in it. I was going to rewrite it but settled on an overhaul... well... Tell me if you find any grammar/spelling misstakes! Well... Enjoy! I hope...

I do not make any money on this and do not own Harry Potter.

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'Thought' or A/N.

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These speech-patterns above is for all chapters.

Bound in Holly.

Prologue; The beginning.

James Charles Potter stod at around 6feet, hassle eyes hidden behind a pair of round glasses and black hair that seemed to defy gravity. The head auror and Head of the most Ancient and Noble House of Potter usually portrayed the image of a perfect Lord. Tall and back straight, standing proud to defend his family, now however, said Lord was having a large problem on his hands. This was not a threat from the outside however, but from within...

July 31st 1980, St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries.

As he paced like a caged animal before the white doors James Potter looked like a wreck. Hunched over, twitching with each step, pale as a ghost who just where told that it is a ghost, hassle eyes bulging slightly, wand out and ready for anyone that approached the doors, throwing suspicious looks at the nurses who came and went you could say that James was at his wits end.

As the two individuals on the couch watched their friend drive himself deeper and deeper into despair they contemplated if they should intervene. 'Nah!' they though unaware that they both had the same idea.

They changed that assessment when a stunner went flying.

"James!Prongs!Pal!Mate!Laddie!Ol' friend! How about you come here and sit down. Take some coffe!" Said one of them while grabbing James by the shoulder and pushing him down into the couch leathery fold.

Grabbing the cup of coffe James looked at two of his oldest friends. Sirius Black, from a dark family yes, but he had long ago learned that that has nothing to do with the person. Sirius stod a little taller than himself, black hair to just below the ear and grey eyes. His other close friend was Remus Lupin with brown hair that was already graying and golden brown eyes. Remus was a werewolf, which was the reason for the grey hair.

Suddenly the doors opened and the three mens attention was redirected from their hushed conversation and coffe. "You may enter mr. Potter!" said a nurse in green st mungos outfit berfore walking back in. "I guess this is it then. See you on the other side." Said James as he stod and walked through the doors.

*Timeskip a couple of hours*

"WHEN I'M DONE WITH THIS YOUR BITS WILL BE SO MANGLED THAT YOUR VOICE WILL MATCH PETERS FOR A MONTH!" came the agonising screech from the room. Promptly the three marauders to start giggling like schoolgirls. "AND WHEN I'M DONE WITH YOU, I'LL MAKE SURE THAT YOUR FRIENDS WON'T BE ABLE TO SIT FOR A WEEK!" The even louder (if possible) screech caused two of the marauders to grow pale and Peter, (who had joined them shortly before), coward as he was... fainted.

As always, in time, all troubles end. The cries of newborn is seen by some as a blessing and for the quite sensetive ears of a werewolf, a curse. The door slowly opened to reveal the head of their best friend who with the most serious face looked upon them and said. "Get in here! And be quiet!"

As they walked through the doors the two marauders (Peter still unconscious) caught the sight of the most sweet picture they had ever seen, Lily Potter sitting in the hospital bed, a huge smile on her face and the most loving look in here eyes, holding two small bundles in each of her arms. Looking up she beaconed them towards her. As they came to the sides of the bed they caught sight of what was within the bundles. A small boy with red hair already sticking in all directions and the largest hazzle eyes looking up at them on Lilys right arm, on her left was a equally small girl with black straight hair and emerald green eyes like her mother.

"My friends. Sirius. Remus. Alow me to introduce to you, your godson and goddaughter..." said James while standing beside Remus looking down upon the children. "...Henry James Potter and Holly Rose Potter!"

Picking up the children with Lilys permission Sirius looked at Sirius with a mischievous smile on his face and said. " The second generation of the marauders..." Sirius caught the hint and finished. " ... has arrived!" Causing all, besides Lily who was giving the two marauders threatening looks, to start laughing. Just as they calmed down Peter walked in and asked. "What's going on?" in his ratlike voice causing them to laugh again. Life was good. But sadly, not for long.

*Timeskip: A year and three months, October 31, All Hallows Eve 1981.*

The wind was howling over-dramtically in the little town of Godrics Hollow, making the branches of the trees flail and make creepy shadows on the ground, the children had long ago gone home and the streets lay deserted.

Suddenly with an almost to hard to hear 'POP', a man appeared out of thin air. He was dressed in heavy black robes and a hood obscuring most of his face from view, the only visible part of the mans body was his lower face, said lower face was pale as death and the mouth was drawn into a small smirk like he knew something no one else knew.

I looked around before I started walking up the street, my black boots clacking loudly in the silence against the cobblestone, when I reached the end of the houserow I paused. Looking at an empty patch of grass I said. "The potters safehouse can be found at Nr 13 Godrics Hollow." my voice high and with a strange hiss making it sound like the hissing of a snake, my lips curved at the tought.

A house faded slowly into existance, almost reluctantly, like a snake leaving the nest, never to return. My smirk grew as he walked trough the gate and up the smal path leading to the door, with a flick of my right wrist my wand was in my hand, 13 and a half inches, yew.

I flicked the wooden stick and the door that was blown of its hinges and landed with a dull 'Thud' a few feet into the hall.

"It's him Lily! Take the kids and go!" shouted James as he rushed into the hall and shot of a blue spell. I quickly brought up a shield and countered with my own favourite green curse. James leapt aside as he transfigured the fallen door and a few other stray objects into Lions that were blasted apart as easily as you swat a threw a red curse as I was distracted but I managed to step aside just as it was about to hit, I shot a black curse that went through James guard and inpacted with his side causing him to scream and fall to the floor writhing and moaning in pain.

I moved past the writhing body and fully inside the house, "Homenum revelio." I whispered, not bothering to do it silent. I became aware of the three presences above me, "Hehe, who flee up the stairs?" I muttered in a low mocking tone as I moved up to the second floor.

As I rounded the turn of the stairs I almost took a curse to the face, thank slytherin for my reflexes! In the corridor stood Lily Potter, tall and proud, wand raised and a determined look on her face.

"Step aside woman and I'll let you live!" I said deciding, for once, to honor my followers request.

"If my children die then this life aren't worth living!" she answered back fiercely.

"So be it" I said and flung a quick orange curse at her stomach, taken by suprise she flew back into the door with a 'smack' and crumpled to a heap on the floor.

I threw her out of the way with a quick flick and went to open the door, when I laid my hand on the handle I was flung back. "Bah, wards, I've become careless!" I muttered. Glad that none saw.

I shot a blue spire towards the door making the wards flare to life and then disintegrate into nothing, creating a moderate hole in the process. Carefull this time I opened the door with my wand to reveal the nursery.

The nursery was a large bright room, red and yellow painted walls with lions running around and growling at me,it all made me sneer in disgust.

The two cribs sat innocently in the middle of the room, the one in mahogany portraying proudly a plague with the name 'Henry' written on it containing a redhaired boy that was crying from the loud noice that had woken him. The other crib however was made of holly and on the plauge stood the name 'Holly'. 'Snort, ironic' I thought. The girl in the crib had long black hair and green eyes that stared right at him in silence, 'creepy'.

Making my way into the nursery I stopped before the cribs. "Which one... the boy or the girl, eldest or youngest. I hate crying so it should be you..." I said as I turned, my gace sweeping from one to the other landing on the boy still crying pathetically. " ...but the other one, so quiet, so brave, staring your death in the eye without a sound."

I turned towards the girl, still staring. Making a decision I pointed my wand at her forehead. 'She didn't even flinch.'

"Goodbye, Holly Rose Potter." I whispered before my mind screamed 'AVADA KEDAVRA!'

The green curse flew from my wand and hit the right side of her forehead, I saw something flicker and then I saw the curse again, heading back, and before I could even scream everything went white.

As Voldemort was destroyed the magical blast continued outwards, ripping the roof and most of the left wall apart. Henrys crib with him in it was blasted to the right and stopped by the wall. Holly was not so lucky. She was blasted through the hole in the wall and into the garden, the only remembrance of the curse, a slightly red almost invisible patch of white slightly red skin on her forehead, she had always been pale so the slightly red scar almost blended perfectly.

Currents of magic charged through the room. One of these struck Henry Potter on the bridge of his nose creating a long gash over it, ending on both cheeks. Because it was made of a rebounded magic of the darkest form the scar would gain a dark color with pale green cracks all through it. None of the scars resulting from the wounds received that night would ever fade.

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