I smile goofily at the slytherin table. His lips move as he talks easily with his cousin, Narissa Black, their heads are bowed together with matching frowns dawning their faces. From what I've heard, Andromeda Black had married the muggleborn, Ted Tonks, it had caused quite a stir this morning when the Owls flew in containing the news. The Blacks are known for their 'blood-purity' beliefs, with the exception of Sirius. On the Gryfindor table, Sirius had all but jumped for joy while the exact opposite happened on the slytherin table, Regulus and Narissa Black looked devastated and humiliated as the slytherins whispered about the event. I didn't care, Andromeda can do whatever she wants. I stare at Regulus as he whips his head around and glares at Sirius who gives him a cheeky mocking smile. A nudge from my side brings me back to reality.

'Staring at the youngest Black Sophie?' Whispers my best friend Florence Vance, 'staring at his, what do you say?' she raises an sharp blonde eyebrow, 'his luscious black locks and wonderful physique.' She smiles at me playfully before rolling her eyes and scanning the Gryffindor table for Sirius Black, 'I don't know what you see in him. A slimy slytherin if I ever saw one, bent on world domination.' She winks at me. 'However, his older brother...' She closed her eyes. 'Mmmm... He is ravishing.' She opens her light blue eyes and stares across at the Gryfindor table at Sirius, James, Remus and Peter are laughing about something or another. They always seem to be laughing.

'He's a year older than us.' I whisper giggling. 'He's practically ancient, at least Regulus is our age. Anyway, why would he go for a lowly Ravenclaw like yourself. And a forth year nonetheless' Flo smacks me on the arm. 'I'm kidding.' I keep the smirk out of my voice. 'I guess we're both just pining for boys we can't have.'

'Well I'm not.' Flo laughs and sips her pumpkin juice before heaping potatoes on her blue rimmed plate. 'Check out the food they have tonight.' She says. My tummy grumbles as I start scooping up some cottage pie. 'I bet it's only becuase it's the first week of school. They have to make a good impression on the newbies, can't have them running of to their parents on the first few days.' I gave an unladylike snigger as I look down the table towards the first years. 'Look at them, all huddling in a little pack.' Flo throws a secretly pleased look in my direction, she loves making people laugh, it's a specialty of hers.

'So...' Flo whispers leaning forwards, 'anything happen yet. Any juicy gossip of the summer holidays I need to know about.' She throws a sideways conspiracy look at a seventh year sitting near us.

I shake my head. 'Nope, except I heard that Bertha Jorkins saw the supposed Gringotts dragon, it apparently ate her guide goblin and she had to fight for survival.' I said with sarcasm, Flo rolls her eyes. I shoot an exasperated look towards the hufflepuff table where the seventh year Bertha was giving a play-by-play action of what happened to her diminishing audience of first years. I snort at her arms dramatically failing around.

'It's not true, is it?' I raise an 'are you kidding me' eyebrow at Flo, who shrugs and looks sheepish. 'Just in case.'

'It isn't true. Her cart just stopped working for about a minute and the goblin had to jump down and fix it.' I shake me head. 'It's so obvious she's lying. Why does she keep doing it?' I ask rhetorically. It's well-known that Bertha is an attention seeker.

Flo eyes me. 'I don't know why you just keep all this stuff to yourself, if I were you I would go and tell the world. It's amazing.' She starts piling her dessert in another plate. 'And it sure is handy in tests.'

I roll my eyes. 'Yeah but I only know some things. And it's really frustrating sometimes.' I've been able to know things ever since I did my first accidental magic.

By 'knowing things' I mean that I have a feeling of what's going to happen, like how I knew about Bertha Jorkins lie. As soon as I heard about it I immediatly knew she lied and what actually happened. I would know what would be on tests before they were handed out, that was probably a reason I was out in Ravenclaw. I would know little things, like what Professor Dumbledore will be wearing tomorrow, a midnight blue cloak with moons on it, what Sirius Black's next girlfriend will be, I would only know silly things, nothing that was particularly important. No one knew about it, no one except Flo, and Flo only knew because I told her after her first boyfriend dumped her and she needed blackmail material. It was odd bringing it up, I never mentioned it before because I would only know silly things and I couldn't really bring it up in a conversation unless someone asked about it and they never do.

Flo nods empathically, 'anything new on the defence against the dark arts professor?' She asks looking up at the heads table. Professor Baldwin, the new defence of the dark arts teacher, is an old humped back man with stringy grey hair. 'How long do you think he'll last?' Flo looks at me.

'All year. Something big will happen after Christmas holidays though.' I shrug. 'I don't know what though. It involves a student.'

Flo's eyes widen comically, her eyebrows raise. 'I didn't know he was into that sought of business.' She whispers with a growing smile, giving the professor a shady look at the same time. She gives a jerking head nod towards Professor Bladwin. 'You know... Old man, student.' She slowly nods trying to clue me in. She lets out a snicker. I give a groan of disgust as I realise.

'Merlin Flo.' I roll my eyes as my smile grows wider. 'You're traumatising me. He's an old man.'

'Exactly.' She nods trying to look wise. We look at each other before we both crack up

As we calm down we finish our dinner in conversation. 'You done?' I ask.

'Yeah.' Flo says. We both stand up. Immediatly our plate dissapears, a moment later it reappears clean. 'I need help on the arithmancy homework anyway. Professor Vector is a slave driver.' We walk towards the great staircase.

'You don't need my help, you're going to get an A star anyway.' I jump over a trick step. Flo smiles smugly. 'Come on,' I drag her up the stairway. 'Race you to the top.' I grin and start sprinting.

The days passed in a blur and before I knew it, it was the Christmas holidays. I spent my weekdays with my parents lazing around and doing nothing in our small cottage, during the weekends Flo and I hung out by either walking in London or Diagon alley, sometimes her elder sister, Emmeline Vance, would join us to keep an eye on us. Emmeline was training to be an auror which was a lot of hard work so her Christmas holidays were sacred to her, she would either rest all day or shout that she needs to acquaintance herself with the civilised world again since she's been locked up in the ministry for so long.

On Christmas Day I opened my presents with my family before flooing to Flo's house to give her my present. We had a tradition of whoever finished opening presents first would floo to the other persons house and exchange presents. This year I had gotten Flo 2 tickets to Glastonbury festival which lasts for three days. We could obviously sneak in, asking our parents to put an illusion on us but Flo loves doing things the muggle way since she's a pureblood and haven't been exposed to much muggle culture before.

I tumble out the Vance's fireplace in a ungrateful heap. I stand up red faced and brush the soot of my shoulder. Flo is sitting on a vintage-condition white sofa with the bronze beautifully carved floo pot in her hand.

'I was about to floo you.' Flo says standing up and placing the floo pot on the detailed mantel. We hug each other squealing about what we got for each other.

'I already know that I'm going to like your present.' I say grinning as I took it from her outstretched hand. The wrapping paper was gold with Christmas trees that had a metallic blue outline. It was clear that Flo's family was rich even from their wrapping paper.

'Oh come on.' Flo moans. 'You can at least pretend you don't know what it is.' She takes my poorly wrapped present from me.

'Is it...' I take a deep breath. 'A gold and blue vintage watch that doesn't only tell the time but also has the moon cycles on it and is spelled so I can't lose it?'

Flo nods hanging her head in mock defeat. 'You've done it. You've guessed right again.' She shakes her head and looks at me, her blue eyes filled with determination and happiness 'One day I'm going to catch you out.'

'One day.' I agree. We rip open our presents at the same time even though I want to savour the wrapping paper, a clean crisp white rectangular box sits in my palm and I open it. Inside is a gold and blue vintage watch, a faint tick tock noise reaches my eyes as the big hand moves, underneath the centre of the clock there's a little number '23'

'It's beautiful.' I say. It must have been expensive. 'I never knew it was going to be this pretty. Thankyou so much. It must have cost a fortune.'

Flo shrugged. 'Have to spend the money on something, why not the best.' She smiled, 'the '23' stands for the days up to the full moon.' She waves my present around, the muggle concert tickets gleaming in her hand. They had been hard to get hold of, luckily I had an insider. 'And this...' She raises her eyebrows. 'This is AMAZING!' She jumps up and down before hugging me tightly. 'I love it. How did you know that I wanted these?' I raised an eyebrow and laughed. 'Oh yeah, silly question.' She ran her hand through the her golden blonde hair. 'Thank you, my parents wouldn't let me go to these bad boys, says its " dangerous and too fast"' she makes a face while she does the quotation marks. Flo gives the tickets a dramatic flourishing kiss. 'I think I'm in love.' She stares dreamily into them.

I spin her around, 'the only problem is,' Flo immediatly stops and looks at me with wide eyes. 'They're in June. But, the concert is one of the biggest world wide so...' I gave her a smirk, 'it's pretty good, I also got us the whole three days!' Flo lets out a squeal.

'Where is it?' She asks doing a little dance in the middle of the room on the Persian carpet.

'Glastonbury.' I say. 'It's going to be SO MUCH FUN!' We jump around like idiots.

'Oh merlin!' Flo says. I look at her. 'We need to know what we're wearing, pronto.' We look at each other seriously before giggling, Flo grabs my hand, 'come on Sophie, let's see our choices.' I grin in happiness as I got pulled up the stairs, Flo talking continuously.