Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter…and I never will.

-You Got Spunk Kid-

Prologue

My name is Jamie Potter and I am 12 years old. I am just about 5 foot 4. I look like my mum…with the exception of my hair and eyes. I have the famous Potter hair and those Evans eyes. I am a proud Gryffindor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and yes, I am the daughter of Harry and Hermione Potter, and no, I do not recall much of him. Incase you were wondering, I'm talking about my father. All I have left of him are bits of old photographs and stories my mum and Uncle Ron have told me. You see, my dad died before I was born. He sacrificed himself for the wizarding world, and most of all the ones he loved most…just like his parents had done before him. Because of that I am proud to be a Potter, and that will never ever change.

I'm sure you all know about my father already…seeing as how there isn't a wizard in our world who does not know his name I think I am going to move on and tell you a little more about myself. My best friends in the entire world are Andy (Andrea) Weasley and Lacy Jordan. Andy and Lacy…my buds…my pals…

I have known Andy since I was a little tyke. Her father, Uncle Ron, was best friends with my dad, and still remains good friends with mum. They are like a part of the family, and I do call him Uncle Ron. Andrea is completely insane and I love her to bits. She is courageous, smart, and extremely funny. Her attitude is 100% Weasley, but her looks aren't. Andy is just about 5 foot 5 with blonde hair, blue eyes and a mass of freckles. I know what you're thinking…A BLONDE WEASLEY!? Strange I know…but she takes after her mom in that way. She looks just like Aunt Luna too…with the exception of a few features.

Lacy on the other hand…well I only met Lacy a couple of times before Hogwarts. Her dad is good friends with Andy's Uncles, Fred and George. She is just about 5 foot 3 with nappy blonde hair and dark blue eyes behind her oval glasses. Lacy is funny and somewhat evil at times, but I love her anyway. She has a passion for pranks…but not as much as I.

I am Jamie Potter the Prankster Princess, or at least that's what my friends call me. Everyone that I meet tells me how much I remind them of my grandfather…it's weird. They say I have his attitude, but Im not sure if that's a good thing or not because I don't actually know too much about him. I think I get all of my personality traits from my dad's side of the family…the love of Quidditch (I'm a Chaser by the way), all around attitude, my red-head temper, and knack for trouble. I'd like to thank my Grandpa James for my prankster-ish qualities. The only thing I think I get from my mother is her figure and book-like ways.

Anyway, this is the story about the school year that changed my life…well not really, but it was a really cool year and I wouldn't change anything about it. This is the story about how I got to know my Grandparents …and the original Marauders.