Sophie knew the best way to keep Harry from danger was to catch the men plotting against him. With this in mind Sophie pushed open the door to Mad-Eye Moody's office. Sophie was astonished to find Professor Moody hunched over the fire talking to a face in the embers.
"You!" Sophie cried, "Harry trusted you."
"Foolish girl," Mad-Eye hissed, "You should have never come here for now that you know, you mustn't live."
Moody grinned evilly at Sophie, who bravely stood her ground.
"You'll never get away with it. I assume you were speaking to Voldemort in that fire, and he'll never arise again. I'll stop you." Sophie stated defiantly hoping to come up with a plan while rambling.
"Insolent little girl!" Moody cried, "How dare you address the Dark Lord like that!"
"There are worse thing out there to fear," Sophie chide.
"That's it," Moody said, "AVADA KEDAVA!"
Sophie closed her eyes and jumped. When she opened them she was on the other side of the room. Moody looked shocked for a second, but then he dove across the room in an attempt to grab Sophie's arm. His hands closed around where Sophie's elbow used to be, but she had already apparated a few feet away.
"What you don't now is Voldemort is not the master in the scheme of things. He serves under someone else. You are simply the pawn of a pawn, and you could never recognize the king." Sophie informed him enjoying the manic look on his face.
Mad-Eye lunged again this time grabbing Sophie's upper arm. Sophie smiled sweetly and confidently. Before Mad-Eye could recognize that Sophie wasn't in his grasp, she was waving from the other side of the room.
"Not this time Moody," Sophie teased before closing her eyes and concentrating on apparating to the classroom below. Sophie opened her eyes to find herself by the chandelier on the Defense Against the Dark Arks classroom. It appeared like she didn't have the energy to apparate all the way to the floor. Sophie desperately grabbed at the light fixture as she began to tumble to the floor.
Sophie landed between two desks, hitting her head on one. Her plan hadn't gone so well. Now she was deep in trouble and could apparate again for a while. She heard Moody's wooden leg clunking down the stairs. Sophie grabbed the nearest desk and pulled herself to her feet. The world began to spin in Sophie's vision, but she started to moved forward. One ill-placed desk tripped Sophie, who fell and landed on her stomach. Knowing it was too late to run, Sophie rolled over and pulled out her wand.
"Petrificus Totalus!" Sophie shouted begging for her weak magic to obey.
Nothing happened and Professor Moody still approached.
"Expelliarmus," He commanded calmly.
"P-Pr- Protego," Sophie stuttered in fear.
It was no use and Sophie's wand flew out of her hand.
Moody grabbed Sophie by the arm and dragged her up to his office.
"The Dark Lord will be so pleased that I've accomplished more than he ever expected," Moody smiled wickedly before pushing Sophie into the smallest chest of his chests stacked inside each other.
Sophie was surprised by the depth and spaciousness of the small chest. When she finally hit the bottom, she found a man who looked vaguely like Mad-Eye Moody sitting at the bottom.
"Hello, I'm Mad-Eye Moody," the man stated.
Sophie thought he was insane for a second and replied, "But isn't that Professor Moody?"
The man chuckled and told Sophie a tale of how he was attacked the night before coming to Hogwarts and shoved in this chest. He told how the man had been using locks of his hair to make polyjuice potion to pretend to be Moody. By the end of the story, Sophie was speechless. Some crazed villain had been teaching all year and now he was going to cause Harry to face his greatest rival, Voldemort.
"So what's your story?" Professor Moody asked Sophie.
Sophie launched her story of how she overheard the fake Moody talking and then confronted him to try to protect Harry Potter. Then she told him that she tried to run, but she didn't tell him how she apparated. At the end of her tale was a silence as Mad-Eye Moody contemplated what she had told him.
"So why didn't he just kill you?" Moody questioned.
Sophie paused, not knowing if she could trust this man, but then again the enemies of her enemies were her friends right? Sophie took a deep breath and told him what few people knew, and what she had never told anyone.