A/N: Well I have decided after much deliberation to keep this story as is. I will explain a few things first. About Jamie's name being called Potter in the sorting instead of Snape. Dumbledore is the headmaster he is also her magical guardian at the time. He puts her under Potter and so as far as the school is concerned there is no Jamie Snape at first. He wanted her identity hidden so while her letter went out as Snape she was enrolled as Potter. Also, who obliviated Lily will be found out in this book I just have to find out the right moment. She did not instantly get all her memories back. She is slowly regaining the lost time, but mind magic is very hard to do and undo. That is all enjoy! Read and Review! Beuboxton and Durmstrang

Jamie was excited to be returning to Hogwarts with her father and brother. Arabella had settled in well to living with Sirius and Remus. Lucius had wisely left all them alone. Draco had given Jamie much to her fathers dismay a promise ring. With the ring he was officially off the market until he decided otherwise. Jamie was now fluent in French. The twins visited often. They were all as close as could be. Ginny visited occasionally as well with Luna in tow. The two had rekindled the friendship that had once been so close before Luna had lost her mother.

Jamie's mother and Father were planning on getting married the next summer. Braydon had started looking up to Severus and even called him dad. All to soon the summer was over and it was time to return to Hogwarts. Their parents saw them off at the train station. The twins, Aria, Jamie, Arabella, and Neville shared a compartment. Draco shared with the rest of the Slytherins.
The spent the train ride sharing sweets and talking about the summer. Jamie resolved to get closer to Neville he seemed lonely. Athena spent the ride going between Jamie's and Aria's lap. Crookshanks stayed in Arabella's. Aria bemoaned not being able to bring her puppy. Her dad and Remus would take good care of him though.

Jamie sat at the table surrounded by friends and family and she felt at home. She waited patiently for Dumbledore to make his speech. She was surprised when he said.

"Good evening students. Welcome back! Now that the sorting has been taken care of I have a few announcements. First off there will be no Quidditch this year." There ws a furious outburst from every table.

After a few moments he held his hand up for silence. "Now I know your disappointed. However in loo of Quidditch Hogwarts will be hosting for the first time in centuries the Tri Wizard Tournament." At this there was excited murmuring.

"Now for some of you that don't know what that is I will explain it briefly. The Tri Wizard Tournament is an international tournament between Hogwarts, Beaboxtons Academy of Magic, and Durmstrang Magical Institute. The tournament is held every five years and the schools take turns hosting. An impartial judge will pick a champion from each school to compete. The champions will compete in three task for fame and glory as well as 1000 dollars prize money. More details will be given when the rest of the schools arrive in October." He said.

Just as he was about to dismiss the students to eat the ceiling which was charmed to display the sky outside was showing an angry storm. Just as there was a loud crack of lightning the hall doors slammed open. A man with a scared face missing part of his nose and a obviously fake eye was lit up in the lightening. He walked with a cane and had a false leg. He pointed his wand at the ceiling and with a loud crack the storm while still visible did not seem as loud or scary. The hall silently watched as the man clank, clank, clank walked up to Dumbledore.

After shaking his hand and whispering a few words Dumbledore announced. "This is Alastair Moody and he will be your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. He is and Ex Auror and has agreed to come out of retirement to teach you all this year." After a few awkward slow and scattered applause, they were allowed to eat.

There were whispers about the tournament and Moody. Moody seemed to be glaring at Jamie's father for some reason. Jamie brushed it off and just enjoyed the evening and being back at Hogwarts.

Jamie was looking forward to classes. She couldn't wait to see what Hagrid had come up with for this year. When she arrived at his class with the rest of the Slytherins and Gryffindors she almost regretted taking his class. Hagrid had crates filled with creatures he dubbed blast ended skrewts. They were only about a inch long and ugly. Some of them had stingers. You couldn't really tell which end was the head and which was the other end. Dean Thomas singed his finger while trying to feed one. Hagrid had given them all a variety of food to try and tempt them to eat. He wasn't sure what the creatures would eat.

Transfiguration was amazing now that they had gotten to human transfiguration it was quite interesting. This year they were learning how to disguise themselves using transfiguration. Doing things such as changing their features such as their hair, nose, eyes, and mouth.

The first defense against the dark arts class was horrifying. Moody had commanded attention from the moment they walked into the classroom. As he was writing his name on the board he whirled around and yelled. "YOU BEST STICK THAT SOMEWHERE ELSE MR….?!"

"Finnigan sir." Seamus said startled.

"AND YOU GIRL PUT THAT AWAY!"

Lavender Brown and Pavarti Patil who had been reading a magazine under the desk stared wide eyed at the Professor.

"Now that I have everyone's attention. My name Is Alistair Moody as Dumbledore said I am an Ex Auror. I have seen the worst in people. That is why there is one rule… CONSTANT VIGULANCE!" He roared slamming a fist on his desk making everyone jump.

"Now I am here to teach you how to defend yourselves and I will start by showing you what you are up against." He said turning back to the board. He hastily wrote on the board and underlined it harshly.

"There are three Unforgivable Curses that the use of any of them will earn you a lifetime sentence in Azkaban. Anyone know one of these curses. Arabella raised her hand, but Moody ignored her then eyes settling on Ron Weasly said.

"How about you boy?" Moody asked gruffly.

"Me…? Sir...?" Ron squeaked stuttering.

"Yes, you Mr.…?" Moody asked.

"Ron Weasly, sir, erm my dad did mention one the Imperious Curse." Ron stuttered out.

Moody smirked, and it made my stomach roll. "Your father is Arthur Weasly correct? Works at the ministry?" Moody asked.

"Yes sir." He said.

"Well he would know all about that curse wouldn't he. Gave the ministry a lot of trouble a few years back. So, what does it do Mr. Weasly?" His words seemed to hold some sort of secret taunt towards Ron's father. Moody's smirk made me ill again.

"It makes a person do what you want whatever they want." He said.

"Exactly. It is one of the Dark Lord's favorites and made it impossible to tell who really followed him and who didn't." Moody said he put a one and wrote imperious curse.

I felt like a bucket of ice water had been poured over me and I shivered. Why would an ex Auror be calling Voldemort by the term his followers used? This made me even more uneasy.

He had a glass jar with three spiders on his desk. As he reached toward the jar I started shaking surely, he wouldn't…. he grabbed a spider out of the jar and with an engorgio made it big enough to plainly see. "I think you need to see what you are up against. These curses are some of the foulest know to wizarding kind. Can anyone tell me why?"

This time he picked Arabella. "Miss...?"

"Black Sir, Arabella Black. The curses are unforgivable because they are unblockable and well they each are terrible to do to anyone."

"Correct Miss Black. Let me show you why. Imperio." He said, and l white light flew from his was to the spider. The spider that had been trying to scurry off the desk instantly froze. He made it tap dance, cartwheel, and jump. He made it jump on Draco's face, Neville's shoulder and Lavender's shirt. Everyone laughed as he made it jump from person to person. "Yes, seem funny doesn't it but how about if I make it jump out the window? Or drown itself. The spider jumped at the window with thump then dangled itself over a bucket of water. Every went to laughing to looks of horror. Moody then shrank the spider and returned it to the jar.

"Can anyone tell me another?" He asked. Once again, he ignored Arabella instead calling on Neville.

Neville hesitated before saying. "The Cruciotus Curse." He said shakily shuddering after he said it.

Moody gave another eerie smile. "Yes, a particular nasty curse. Also known as the torcher curse." After writing it on the board Moody removed another spider and enlarged it.

"CRUCIO!" The spiders body seized and contorted in obvious pain. Neville's face drained of color and he was shaking. If the spider could it would have been shrieking in pain. Arabella looking at Neville shouted. "ENOUGH! CAN'T YOU SEE WHAT YOU ARE DOING TO HIM?!" Moody stopped unaffected and returned the spider to the jar.

"Anyone want to tell me the last one?" He asked looking straight at me. Arabella was biting her lip to keep from answering.

He looked at Arabella. "Well go on Miss. Black tell us." She shook her head no. He pulled the spider out. "Go on Miss. Black tell us." He said. She shook her head again. "NOW MISS BLACK!" He shouted.

Arabella jumped, and her face etched in pain she whispered. "The killing curse."

He smiled and said. "AVADA KEDAVRA!" in a rush of wind a flash of green light the spider was dead. I was shaking that curse had killed my dad James. Had almost killed me. Suddenly my father's pleas rang in my head, then my mothers and high-pitched laughter followed by a green light. I was trembling. My whole desk was vibrating.

"That curse is said to be unstoppable it is also one of the Dark Lords favorite. Only one person is said to ever have survived it and they are right here in this room." He said while staring intently at me. All eyes were on me and I felt like I couldn't breathe.

"Now I will be teaching you how to defend yourself the best you can against these curses, but the best way is not having them aimed at you in the first place. CONSTANT VIGULANCE!" He roared again. With that he dismissed class. I ran from the room into the nearest toilet and lost my lunch. Tears were rolling down my face. After a few moments I cleaned myself up and headed to my last class. Arithmancy was a blur I couldn't focus.

I kept thinking about that curse. That light was the last thing James had seen. Just like that he was gone. I just kept picturing Voldemort using that curse on James on me. It shook me to my core. Neville seemed just as shaken as I was with the lesson.

The Marauders got together and planned a prank. They gave the elf's some "Candy" that they had invented. These candies had a variety of symptoms from nose bleeds to feinting. This was a way of testing them. They told the elves to put them out with dinner. Each bowl had a note that said eat the purple part first then the orange. The twins wanted to make skiving snack boxes and sell them to students. This would be great advertisement as well.

At dinner people started feinting, having nose bleeds, and puking. That one was not pretty. Then the banner went up. MARAUDERS FOR LIFE. WELCOME BACK! The feinting ones still had some kinks to work out. Like how to get the feinted person the antidote.

Later after dinner we discussed this in the Marauders den and decided to make each kind a different color. Red and blue for Nosebleed Nougat. Purple and Black for feinting fancy. The antidote would have a timed release, so it could be eaten together, and green and orange for Vomiting Postil. We also developed fake wands. They were realistic looking. Sometimes if we weren't careful we would reach for a fake one.

Time started flying by with school work, planning pranks, although we missed quidditch. We would go flying on the grounds almost every day. Fred and Arabella were getting to be a close couple. They still had their arguments, but they always made up. Fred even convinced Arabella to fly with him. She still didn't like flying much but she enjoyed it with him.

Draco and I were going strong as well much to my father's dismay. So, I decided to play a little prank on my father to show him Draco wasn't the worst pick. I talked to Draco and he was very reluctant but decided to play along. Now all I needed was help from a certain red head.

Ron was alone heading back after dinner. I pulled him down an empty hallway. "Oi Snape what do you think your doing?" He demanded.

"I need your help." I said.

"You need my help?" He asked suspicious. "Why me? Why not the twins?" He asked.

"Because Fred is dating Arabella and George is dating Katie Bell although no one knows that." I said.

"So?" He demanded.

"I need to show my father that Draco isn't the worst person I could pick. Now before you go getting all offended you aren't either. I need you to act it though. My dad already hates you, so it should be easy. Just be the worst possible fake boyfriend for a week. Please…" I begged.

"What do I get out of this?" He asked.

"During that week I will do all of your homework. I will also give you one of the skiving snack boxes we are going to sell for free." I said.

He sighed. "Alright."

"See you tomorrow then boyfriend." I smirked.

The next day I stopped wearing my ring. Draco kept quiet and we avoided each other in public. Whispers began to spread like fire. The next day I started following Ron like a lost puppy. I flirted like there was no tomorrow and the whispers got worse. We held hands going into the great hall earning gasp from everyone. I could see Draco clinch his fist under the table. Fire was alight in his Smokey eyes.

I fawned all over Ron. Lavender Brown was furious. She kept glaring daggers at me. Then the bad behavior started. Smacking my butt at every chance. Fiery fights in the hallway. Ordering me around. My father got more and more furious every day. I stopped hanging out with my friends and started hanging with his. It wasn't until Ron roughly grabbed my arm and yanked my down to his side with a swat to the butt that Draco and my father lost it. Draco reached us first.

"ENOUGH! I can't take it anymore. You keep your hands off her Weasel or I will hex you!" Then yanking me up he kissed me hungrily, possessively.

"I don't care about this stupid act anymore its over." Draco said.

Just then my father reached us. "What is the meaning of this?!" He demanded gesturing to the three of us.

"I was teaching you a lesson. Draco is not bad. I had Ron pretend to be a bad boyfriend, so you would lay off Draco." I said.

"All three of you detention for a month! Twenty points from Gryffindor!" He said angrily.

"And you…" he pointed to me. "Grounded for a week. My chambers now!" he snapped.

"You are totally over reacting!" I said angrily.

"MY CHAMBERS NOW!" I could tell he was getting really angry.

"FINE!" I snapped before storming off.

When we got to the chambers my father was furious with me. He told me it was wrong to do that to Draco. Even if he agreed it couldn't have been easy for him. He was angry for me using Ron like that. What if Ron had a crush on me and I broke his heart? He was also mad because by tolerating that behavior even jokingly, I am telling girls that look up to me its ok. Lastly, he was mad because he felt disrespected by how I went about things.

After realizing he was right and it was stupid I took my punishment. For the next week I was only allowed out for classes. I was glad when I was finally free. The month of detentions passed quickly. All to soon it was October and time for the other schools to arrive.

Afternoon classes were canceled, and the students hurried outside to great the guest. All the heads of house were checking their students making sure they looked their best. All the Slytherins were so my father only gave everyone a cursory glance and a slight nod of approval. Mcgonagall was fussing over her house.

"Take that ridiculous thing out of your hair. Straighten up! Stand together."

There was excited chatter all around. Everyone was looking all around waiting for the first sign of someone. Suddenly Colling Creevy shouted. "LOOK UP THERE!" Directing everyone's attention to the sky. There were several shouts.

"It's a Dragon!" One first year shouted.

"No, it's a house!" Denise Creevy shouted.

Denise was almost right it was a horse drawn carriage. The dozen horses were large as elephants and white with wings. When they landed you could see their fiery red eyes. The Carriage was blue, and the door had two wands crossed with three silver stars coming from each.

A boy in pale blue robes jumped from the carriage and held the door open. Out stepped a woman as big as Hagrid. She had dark beady eyes and her heels made her even taller. She had short brown hair to her shoulders. Her hands were covered in expensive opal rings and she had many opals around her neck. She was wearing pale blue satin robes and a fitting satin black suite. She approached the headmaster.

"Hello Madam Maxime welcome." He said kissing her giant hand.

"Ello Dumbl'edore how nice to see you. I hope I find you well." She said in a thick French accent.

"In excellent form I assure you. Thank you." Dumbledore said.

The Beuboxton students whom were dressed in fine silk were shivering. There was about a dozen boys and girls.

"My students." She said gesturing to the group.

The headmaster said. "Welcome students. Madam Maxime would like to wait with us for Durmstrang or head in and warm up a trifle?" Dumbledore asked.

After thinking a moment she replied. "I think we shall warm up, but what of my horses?" She asked.

"Our care of magical creature's teacher Hagrid will be more than happy to attend to your horses. He is just take care of an issue that came up with his other charges." I was betting it was his skrewts those things were horrible.

Madam Maxime made a face that said she wasn't sure if any care of magical teacher at this school could handle her horses. "My horses require very forceful handling they are very strong." She said.

"I assure you Hagrid is well up to the task." He said.

Looking unconvinced she said. "Very well inform this Hagrid that my horses only take single malt whisky." She said.

"It will be taken care of." The headmaster said.

With that she led her students into the school.

After more excited whispers everyone was anxiously awaiting Durmstrang. Everyone was expecting them to arrive in the sky and was watching there. Suddenly there was a sound from the lake. It was a sucking sound, and everyone looked to the lake. There was a whirlpool in the center like someone had pulled a plug in the lake. A brown mast appeared and then slowly a full ship came to the surface and dropped anchor in the shallow end.

The man in the front was were silver furs like his hair. He was tall and lean. All the others were wearing thick furs as well. He smiled showing yellow teeth. He had a goatee that ended in a curl, and did not quite hide his weak chin.

"AH Hogwarts how good it is to be here again." He said. He shook Dumbledore's hand with both of his. "Dumbledore good to see you old friend." His smile didn't reach his eyes though.

"Nice to see you as well Karkaroff." Dumbledore said pleasantly.

"Well we should probably get in Victor!" He beckoned on of his students over. "Victor here has a slight head cold, so he must get inside." I realized it was Victor Krum. The Bulgarian quidditch player. I had no idea that he was still in school. He must be really young for a professional player. Ron Weasly looked like he might wet himself with excitement.

Hogwarts students filed in after the Durmstrang party. We all headed into the great hall. Everyone was talking about how to get Victor's autograph just for fun Jamie decided to get it. Once everyone was seated Krum next to her while Draco sat on her other side. After talking to Krum for a few minutes I said.

"So, Victor would you sign a Autograph for me and my friend Ron Weasly we're huge fans." She said making Draco choke on his tea.

"Only if I get yours first beautiful." He said smiling.

I blushed. "Of course, it's only fair." I said.

After dinner I headed over to Ron. "Oi Weasly!" I yelled.

He turned, and I handed him the Autograph. "Your Welcome and you owe me!" I sang as I walked away. He just stared after me dumbfounded. I chuckled at his expression. Durmstrang returned to their ships and Beuboxtons their carriage.