Sophia was walking down a dark corridor, heading towards where her closest friends lived and worked: the kitchens. She loved the house-elves working for Hogwarts, and couldn't imagine living without them. She wished her Godfather would let her tell her brother who she was before he started term next year. She would already be in second year, but Remus wouldn't let her approach Harry, saying it would be too dangerous for him if he learned about a magical school. She let out a deep sigh, and tickled the yellow pear to get into the kitchens. As she crawled through the small hole, she heard voices. Other voices than elves' voices. Boy's voices. What were boys doing down here? She looked in carefully and almost ducked out. The Weasley Twins! The Plague of Teachers! Fred and George! Fred and George… Fred! Her crush since last year. She, however, was extremely shy, although everyone knew who her brother was, nobody played attention to her, which she was grateful for. Then one of the fiery-red haired boys turned, and saw her.
-"Oi, George! Look, we're not the only ones to visit the elves!"
Fred, who obviously was the one who had spoken, even though she didn't need him to speak to know it was him, walked over to the hole in which she was frozen in place. Fred thought she was stuck, and didn't catch the look the girl was giving him.
-"Are you stuck?"