UPDATED 03/02/2017

Hello all...

To all out there reading this then you have read and seen that I am updating and re-doing my stories. I have re-started this one as you see there was a couple of chapters, but I'm editing them.

Thank you for waiting. I will in the long run want to finish them all off.

I had a review that disturbed me a bit back 2013. Can I say Snape does not love Lily in that way in this story please. I would not want that as it's disturbing... I don't want to spoil everything, but Dumbledore has a lot of control at first if you know what I mean.

Thank you for the support.

Warning/ Disclaimer: Not Beta'd. also I do not own Harry Potter, only if I did a freaky Friday thing with Joanne Rowling.


Walk this world alone
Try to stay on my feet
Sometimes crawl, fall but I stand up
'Cause I'm afraid to sleep
Skillet ~ Looking for Angels


Chapter One: Six Years too Late

The platform of 9¾ was once again busy with Hogwarts students, saying their goodbyes and meeting friends once again. The noise was loud and unruly for the six Beauxbatons girls who stood in a straight line identically, getting the strangest of looks from the people closest to them on the platform.

They looked at one another with question, finally all of them looking at the last girl in the line.

Alena Potter scanned the crowds with her head held high, catching the sight of all the girls looking at her. She raised an eyebrow at them, softly smiling. "Well this is different. I wasn't expecting a train to take us to our school for the year." Alena admitted with a chuckle, looking around curiously.

"So it is true then. Our Headmistress didn't tell you anything about the exchange?" The girl said from the end of the line, her French accent evident. She was nervously twisting her brown hair.

"Of course she did Constance, but many things she wanted us to find out for ourselves. That is the most logical answer I can think of at the moment. Don't you think that the Hogwarts students who have been selected to exchange to Beauxbatons for the year are in the same current situation?" She asked them, ignoring whispers from the Hogwart students walking past them.

"Well, I think one would be amused to find oneself in front of a flying carriage, only to enter onto a huge carriage with compartments like this train. If I have any scum come up to me and drool on my silk uniform, I have no option but to tell mummy." Zara, the girl next to Alena said, Looking down on the passing curious students.

"Zara Malfoy, please keep you snobby thoughts to yourself this year. If your cousin... Draco is it? Yes, Draco is anything like you, Merlin help me! Don't forget Zara that your on the pathway of expulsion with your behaviour and attitude. Madam Maxine has already warned you if you step out of line just once, you will fear her wrath and be shipped away before you can even say graduation. So, that means no bloody duelling with other students who get on your nerves." Alena warned, turning to face the group.

"Don't forget ladies that you and I have been warned also. We have been selected to represent our school, even if our mothers had to beg to get on to this exchange program." Alena said, eyeing Zara who was now looking at her long platinum blonde hair, ignoring the bitchy comment, sneering at the floor.

"As we have been told, this is one of the best opportunities for references after Newt's for a job and also for the different use of academic skills. It is also a change of skills and culture for us. Most of all we are here to show Hogwarts what we've got!"

The train whistled, signalling them to board. Alena signalled them to all pick up their luggage, each one of them following Alena onto the train, getting the empty apartment at the front of the long locomotive.

They entered their compartment, putting their luggage on the shelves above the seats. Alena shut the door, snapping the blinds down on the windows next to the door for some privacy. She watched the girls settle down before walking over to the free space next to the window.

"Their very loud and mischievous, these Hogwarts students. A lot of them too... What if they don't like us?" A small voice said next to Alena, the girls amber eyes looking at everything quickly around the compartment.

"Do not worry Emily; I'm sure you all will make friends easily at this school," Alena paused, bringing an arm around the younger student to reassure her. "You and Kendall will enjoy your forth year, I swear you both will! Enjoy your last year of freedom before you enter the icy depths of Owl level overload." Alena said softly, tucking a strand of hair behind the younger girl's ear.

Alena had a soft spot for the forth year, seeing as she had found the girl badly bleeding at the edge of the enchanted forest near the castle of Beaux. The girl was attacked by a roaming werewolf. Alena had been only been in her third year when the incident took place and she could clearly remember what happened that night.

The werewolf…

The blood…

Alena was shaken out of her thoughts as the carriage shook, indicating that the train had started to move. Alena turned her head to look out of the window, watching parents and families waving from the platform to their children.

Alena could have imagined if her parents were alive that they could have been on that platform waving her off like everyone else… That she was an ordinary Hogwarts student and not The-Girl-Who-Lived. She sighed deeply as they disappeared into the distance, Kings Cross becoming smaller and smaller as the train started to go faster.

"Do you think Hogwarts have done the same by sending two forth years and four sixth years on the exchange?" Constance asked, opening a book on magical creatures.

"You're asking a lot of questions today Constance, worthy of a..." Alena was cut off, the door opening to reveal a busy haired girl, with a black and blue robe on.

"Worthy of a Ravenclaw!" She squeaked out, holding on to a pile of books. Alena raised her eyebrow, crossing her legs and smoothing her skirt down.

"What is a Ravenclaw?" Kendall asked the girl in the door way who was watching them all closely with her wide knowledgeable brown eyes.

"Ravenclaw is one of the four houses of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and founded by Rowena Ravenclaw. Members of my house are characterised by their wit, learning, and wisdom." The busy haired girl said, like she had learnt the lines by heart

"Hence the books then?" Alena questioned, a smirk forming her lips. The Ravenclaw girl nodded and smiled.

"I'm Hermione Granger, sixth year prefect of Ravenclaw House and you are?" She held her hand out, the other Beauxbaton girls looking at Alena.

"Alena Potter, sixth year prefect of Prideux House at Beauxbatons." Alena stood, shaking the girl's hand.

"You're Alena Potter, The-Girl-Who-Lived?" The girl squeaked out quite loudly, Alena cringing as she sat back down, looking at the girl who obviously knew who she was.

"You must be one of her fan club then?" Zara sarcastically said, checking herself out with her compact mirror.

"What? No! I was just doing a bit of light reading when I was a first year. You see Alena Potter was meant to be coming to Hogwarts the same year as me." Hermione said in defence, tightening her hold on her books.

"Its fine Hermione, ignore Zara Malfoy here. She can be very bitchy." Alena shot Malfoy a warning look, Zara snorting at her with disgust on her face.

"Don't push your luck." Alena said smoothly to the girl, looking up to see Hermione's eyes wide with fear? Why would she be afraid of a girl she had never met? The girl was suddenly pushed out of the way, falling to the floor with a thud.

"Out of the way Mudblood." The platinum haired boy hissed as he stood over Hermione, what looked like his cronies laughing from behind him. Alena watched in anger as Zara snapped her compact mirror shut, the girls grey eyes snapping to the doorway as her stone cold face melted into a small smile.

Alena shook her head and stood up, quickly helping the Ravenclaw girl up and offered her to sit down next to Emily.

The compartment was getting too crowded for her liking.

"Cousin, how lovely it is to see you again." Zara smiled, swishing her hair from her face. Alena snorted.

"Zara, father told me you would be at Hogwarts this year. It's a pleasure to have another family member within the school." Alena glared at the boy, even the way he talked was like his cousin. Emily poked her, making room for her to sit. Alena smiled and sat, but her attention was at the Malfoy's likeness. The boy turned to face her, grey eyes looking her up and down.

"So you must be the famous Potter then? I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy." He held out his hand, his grey eyes holding hers.

No Shit Sherlock.

"So you must be obviously her cousin. It's lovely to make your acquaintance Draco Malfoy," Alena faked her smile, shaking his hand quickly, but firmly. "But please in my presence do not ever say that fowl word again. Please leave the compartment, we have travelled a long distance this morning and need rest. We will no doubt see one another again tonight at the opening feast." Alena nodded, her hand gesturing to the door. Draco sneered at her, turning around to the door.

"Crab, Goyle. Go back to our compartment; I have the prefects meeting to go to. See you later cousin, Potter." He left quickly, shutting the door behind him.

"Thank you." Hermione said quietly, looking at Alena sadly.

"There's nothing to thank me for Hermione. I will not have bad language like that said at all. I don't care who it comes from," Alena paused, snapping her eyes at Zara quickly, Hermione catching on. "I believe you also have a meeting to attend to?"

"Yes, I better go." Hermione said, standing up.

"Don't let them get to you, I'm muggleborn also. If they hurt you, come to me and I will show them something that they wouldn't even guess they had coming." Lisette said wickedly, winking to Hermione. The Ravenclaw nodded, smirking slightly.

"It is nice meeting you all. I will see you at the feast." Hermione waved, leaving the compartment. Alena sighed; she could feel a migraine making its way through her head.

Emily next to her yarned, putting her hatted head against her shoulder.

"I think we should rest for a while girls, I think this trip will be very long." Alena admitted looking out the window, arm going around the smaller girl next to her again.

This year was going to be very different indeed.


The corridors were dead, and that's how Severus Snape liked them. He was late for the start of term staff meeting, but obviously he didn't give a care. He knew now that the start of term meetings started off with Dumbledore's heartily speech, but hopefully he had missed that already.

The summer was quite pleasant for Severus, having the castle to himself a couple of times. Dumbledore had spent the summer in and out of the castle, partly being sneaky in his beloved dungeons. Hagrid had gone to Ireland for a couple of weeks to visit some old friends. Minerva had visited family and also did Sprout and Flitwick had been to numerous Charms conferences within the country. He didn't give a damn about Trelawney or Filch.

Severus just hated the fact that every member of staff had to be in the castle two weeks before the new term started. He did a very good job avoiding the staff room these last two weeks, knowing that he would be dragged out on staff outings to Disney Land or York Dungeons yet again.

Bloody Dumbledore and his insane idea's.

But today his mood was extremely hateful, personally to the new Defence Against the Arts Professor. Severus growled, his hands tainted green with the Aconite that went into the potion for Lupin and the upcoming student. How he wished that werewolves were actually allergic to silver. He would send the wolf a silver platted dog collor, with the chain.

That theory became useless. Whoever came up with that theory was evidently an idiot.

"Severus," Dumbledore greeted him as he banged the door open to the staff room, glaring at the man's bright orange robes. Dumbledore did his usual smile and twinkling blue eyes behind his half-moon spectacles of his that were getting on his nerves lately.

Severus ignored the headmaster and took the available seat between Professor McGonagall and Flitwick.

"Now that we are all here," Albus began, with a clap of his hands. "We may finally begin this first staff meeting for the new term. Hagrid and Sybil don't return till lunch for certain reasons, but I will briefly tell them what will be said."

Severus leaned back in his chair, arms crossed as he looked at the cup that appeared on the table, black coffee filling the cup to the top. Thank Merlin for his house elf Jack to do this every time. Cheeky house elf knows his schedule like always.

Minerva sniffed, pulling a face at Severus at the strong Italian coffee. The old batty cat didn't approve of his high caffeine intake on a daily basis. Severus grabbed hold of the cup with both hands, raising an eyebrow at the Head of Gryffindor while taking a mouthful of the delicious black liquid.

She returned a tut at him.

"It has finally come around to September 1st again and to start off the meeting, we have the six exchange students from Beauxbatons joining us tonight. Also our students on the exchange have safely arrived at Beauxbatons."

"Do we know the names of the girls joining us, Albus?" Minerva asked, she was the one who had come up with the idea last year.

"Of course, but I have to warn you all that we have a student on the exchange who is a lycanthrope. The situation is sorted. Emily Le Blanc will be situated in the deepest depths of the dungeons. The room is already set and she will be showed it tomorrow morning with Remus and one of her prefects, who will be helping her every month. Remus is also sorted. There is no need to worry." Albus assured his staff, Remus nodding at the headmaster. His tired eyes catching Severus's sneer.

"Helping her how?" Sprout asked, curious to know why another girl will be helping the student lycanthrope.

"The student is a trained registered animagus." Albus's eyes twinkled, Severus snorting in his cup.

"A fully trained animagus who is in her 6th year of training? Your absolutely kidding me Albus." Minerva spluttered out a laugh, everyone's attention now on the Transfiguration Professor.

Severus knew what she was thinking. Not only was it hard to train to be an animagus, it was a lengthy process which took years of practice to become one. For a sixth year student to be one was just out of the question, unless the other school had a different curriculum.

"You know that Beauxbatons is on a different curriculum Minerva. It is after all a year long school."

"Who is this girl?" Flitwick questioned, sipping at his cup of tea. Albus smiled at the short man, his eyes glistening as each staff member started looking at one another. Severus raised an eyebrow at the old fool.

"It is Alena Potter," Albus paused, waiting for the reactions of his Professors. A deadly silence went through the staff room, all eyes on the Headmaster. Severus stiffened at the name, the girl he had sworn to protect when she should have started Hogwarts five years ago.

"Well this should be a very interesting year ahead of us." Minerva broke the silence, a small smile playing at her lips as James Potter's daughter took after her father.

Severus on the other hand had shut his eyes, taking a minute to control his lingering thoughts. She was the last of Lily, and he'd sworn to protect her daughter, and now this was his chance. Severus snapped his eyes open, his dark eyes locking onto the legilimence of Albus's eyes. He nodded to the headmaster, no one else noticing as their thoughts were on Alena Potter.

What is she like? Is she like James and Lily? What does she look like?

Severus had had dreams about meeting the girl for the first time before she would have joined Hogwarts for her first year. He could still remember them, what her appearance would be like from the way she would have acted. He grinded his teeth at the thought of James Potter, that's what the girl looked like, a replica of her brainless pig of a father. She had the same wild scraggy hair in the dreams, the same colour, but if a bit longer, the same childish face and those ridiculous glasses.

Severus was brought out of his thoughts, Albus making his voice louder than usual.

"I'm sure you all have curious questions about the girl. I haven't any answers for them. I haven't seen her since the death of her parents, but our answers will be told tonight." Albus answered, also sipping at his cup of tea like Flitwick.

"Who are the other girls?" Remus said quietly, running a hand through his hair.

"There are two forth years, Emily Le Blanc and Kendall Dubois. The sixth years are Alena Potter, Lisette Roberts, Constance Lefebvre and Zara Malfoy. They will be sitting with us at the head table as our guests of honour tonight and Minerva will be meeting them at Hogsmead station and leading them to the professor's entrance at the side of the Great hall. Anyway I am going to ask for any opening statements." Albus asked his staff, putting his tea down. Severus smirked evily, putting his drink down on the table.

"I have quite a few opening statements headmaster. Last term I received a few complaints from members of my house, about favouritism in certain classes." The staff room went quietly again, Severus ignored his fellow staff, drinking his coffee again.

"It was brought to my attention quite a few times last year Severus, not just from you my boy."

I am not your boy you old fool!

Severus snorted and leaned forward, putting his cup back on the table. "As always, my opinion won't be listened to. None of the following houses give a damn about potions. They are lacking in talent that is needed for many jobs. Look at the Gryffindor's, they lack total brain capacity and don't even excel at all. I was quite fair last year, but I find it very hard to award points to over fifty students who's potions exploded over the year." Severus said sarcastically, the other heads of houses giving him the dirtiest of looks.

Minerva stood, her eyes looking down at Severus. "You dare do this again Severus Snape? Do not even talk about favouritism! If you didn't bully my students into states of emotions, you would have perfect potions non-stop. Do not disrespect me young man." Minerva said sternly, pieces of hair popping out of her tight bun in frustration.

"Why don't you go finish my potion Severus. I believe it is at a certain stage?" Remus asked, trying to get the bat out of the room.

Severus let out a mocking laugh, standing up in the process. "Why don't you go do your own potion Lupin. Would just love to see you try." Snape said through clenched teeth, Lupin would be helpless without him and his skills. Severus started walking, not giving a damn about missing the rest of the meeting. He walked out, robes billowing around the wall as he sped through the corridor, ascending for the spiral stairs to his dungeons.

This year will be interesting indeed.


Well Here I am again. Let me get this out to you lovely readers. None of my current stories have been abandoned! the next chapters are mostly written at the moment, I just need to tweak them to perfection. I'm in the middle of a big move and college is heavy on work atm. I'm moving in a couple of days so it is stressful! This story I started writing on a train, as a lingering thought took over.

I have never read a fem Harry story based in Beauxbatons or her as a Beaux student.

I hope this tickles your fancies! Please Review! I Love them, I feel like the cookie monster when reading them, I eat the up and always want more!

Love KAT xoxo xoxo