A/N None of these are my characters. Sometimes I feel sorry for Snape. This is my answer to those feelings.

James Potter was merrily strutting down the hallway of Hogwarts to breakfast when something caught his eye. It was a mirror. "Well, let's see how hot I am today," he said to the nobody nearby. He picked up the mirror and disappeared. He reappeared in what looked like the Shrieking Shack.

"Welcome to the party, Potter."

James spun and gaped at Severus Snape. "You're in for it now Snivellus! Everything I've done before will be like nothing I've done before!" he went for his wand, but then a sword knocked it from his hand. James turned and faced a black-curly haired man dressed in black. He looked strangely like Snape.

"I brought some friends, Potter. That's the Sheriff of Nottingham."

"Pleased to meet you, you worm," sneered the Sheriff.

James blanched.

"And I am Hans Grubber." Another figure, dressed in muggle fashion and pointing a muggle device stepped from the shadows. James thought he looked very Snape-like as well.

"You look ill, Potter," Snape intoned as he picked up James' wand. "Don't like my party? You're the guest of honor. You'll never know how long it took me to make a portkey that would work in Hogwarts, or how much effort is involved with breaching the barriers between dimensions. Did you know it was your son from the future who taught me? He's quite mad, I must say. Anyway, I summoned other versions of myself from beyond our world, and we've all agreed to make you pay."

For perhaps the first time in his life, James was scared.

"We can, er, you know, talk this out, Severus. Let's be pals here, oh bloody hell! Accio wand!"

The wand sprang into James' hand and he cast a quick darkness spell, and ducked. He felt a SWOOSH of air above him and knew that it was the sword. Then there was a loud CRACK that James didn't recognize, but almost deafened him. He kept ducking and ran headlong into the door to the outside. He was rewarded with sunlight and two more figures were standing by the door. One was an older, gray, and bespectacled Snape. The other was brandishing a Calvary saber. James hit the older one with a stunner, thinking him to be a dangerous wizard.

"Harry, no!" screamed the cavalryman as the other Snape flew through the air. "You toerag, now face the wrath of Col. Christopher Brandon!"

One more stunner dispatched that Snape, but James realized the distraction proved to be his downfall. There was that loud crack again and James felt intense pain in his right shoulder. His wand fell to the ground, and he followed it. A sharp kick turned him over and James saw the three other Snapes leering over him.

"I would have waited an eternity for this, Potter!" said Severus, his voice dangerously close to glee.

"Oh get it over with you bloody, greasy, g – "

"Sectumsempra!"