A/N: This had been a thought in my head for a bit when I started reading the Harry Potter books. The time line will be altered. This story will start in the fifth year of 1975. It would briefly have a couple chapters of their youth and each Hogwarts year leading up to the 1990's present time. I feel that it would help get a better understanding of Amelia's past leading up to 'present' time.

Fingers threaded themselves in the side of a fifth year's auburn hair. A mixture of curls and waves tangled themselves in her fingers. Her bottom lip was being pulled by her teeth. Her quill scratched on the parchment paper as she jotted down notes.

Her mutterings were ignored, "If I come during lunch, I can help feed the bowtruckles and nifflers. Oh and make sure the knarls aren't wandering off into Professor Sprout's garden."

If one were to look at her notes and listen to her, they wouldn't match. She was writing down a few side notes on a potions recipe Professor Slughorn was going to teach next class.

"Amy, you're muttering again."

Amy, or Amelia, tore her attention away from her notes to give brief attention to her friend, Matilda. Amelia immediately went back to her notes with a shrug, "No one's listening. No one ever does."

Matilda let out a sigh sitting down next to her friend. She pulled out a roll of parchment and her writing utensils. Amelia sat up straight pushing her shoulders back. She was leaning to one side for too long. Matilda started on her transfiguration essay for Professor McGonagall about the importance of doing a transfiguration properly. It had to be two feet length at least.

"Are you ready for the Quidditch game on Saturday? You're going against Griffindors, " Matilda asked.

Amelia pursed out her lips rolling up her Care of Magical Creatures' notes, "I'm hoping to knock Potter down a few pegs. Ever since he won against your house's team, he have been an unhealthy amount of unbearable."

Matilda smirked. Her attention was kept onto her essay. Amelia pulled out her muggle studies book with a sigh. Matilda suggested, "If you want, I can knock him down a few pegs so he can stop being a nuisance."

Amelia could hear the hopeful tilt in her friend's voice. A snort was made from the Hufflepuff. Light curls lightly bounced with a shake of her head.

"I know you know that I won't let you, but let's say hypothetically what would you do?," Amelia thought to let her best friend's imagination run wild.

Out of the corner of Amelia's eye, she could see her friend tap her quill against the bottom of her chin. Amelia couldn't help but feel her nose twitch at the ghost feeling of a feather tickling her nose. Matilda stopped her ministrations and went back to her essay. While she was at it, she explained her master plan, "First I would catch in the hall-."

"He's always with his three friends. If not all three, then at least Black, " interrupted Amelia.

Matilda closed her mouth and turned to her friend. She pursed her lips squinting her eyes towards her. Matilda continued, "As I was saying, I would get Potter, WHEN he is alone which is more likely on his way to Quidditch practice. Then-."

Amelia pointed out, "I highly doubt that one of Griffindor's prized chasers would be alone. He always have someone with him. He's the popular guy in his house."

Matilda hung her head back with a light groan, "You're not going to let me finish are you?"

A small smile graced on the auburn haired girl's lips, "You're going to do the 'old-fashioned' way which I believe is the good ole muggle way by simply going to push him against the wall and threaten him for annoying your sweet little badger."

The two fifth years stared at each other. Amusement was on one girl's face while annoyance was on the other's. Matilda closed her ink pot and shuffled her stuff into her satchel. She mumbled, "You lucky I love you."

Amelia laughed, "It's your way of operation. I'm surprised Potter haven't suspected it by now. I think he took too many bludgers to the head."

"Who has taken too many bludgers to the head?," when one talks about the devil, he shall appear.

Matilda raised her brows placing her chin into the palm of her hand, "I'm surprised you know what a library is, Potter."

Amelia nearly rolled her eyes. The animosity between Slytherin and Griffindor houses became integrated in their blood since the founders. The Hufflepuff gathered her things. Her earlier roll of parchment tucked underneath her arm. Amelia announced to her friend, "Well I'm not sticking around for a house feud between the two of you."

Amelia noticed Remus Lupin dragging Sirius Black and Peter Pettigrew into the library. Amelia could only think it has to do with the upcoming exams. Their fifth year was coming to a close end. Amelia turned her attention back to her Slytherin friend, "Once you're done with your essay, you know where to find me."

Matilda tore her glare away from Potter to look up at her friend. She gave a nod, "Will do."

Despite having a friend in Slytherin, the Griffindors don't interact with Amelia much. They know if something were to cause an inconvenience that her Slytherin friend would know and deal with it accordingly. Amelia turned to Potter, "See you on the fields. Bet I could score a couple goals into your hoops for 4 chocolate cauldrons."

James Potter held out his hand to shake. A slight lopsided smirk played on his lips, "And vice versa and you have a deal, Salamander."

Amelia's hand cupped around his. One shake seemed to be good. Matilda scrunched up her nose, "This is too soft, Mia."

Amelia shrugged as she hugged the parchment roll to her chest, "Being kind isn't a bad thing, Tilly. Now get back to work on that essay. And Potter stay away from Matilda or you will fear my wrath."

Amelia moved around the Griffindor boy heading towards the entrance of the library. She noticed Remus' satchel was open filled with books. Amelia gave a light nod to her self. She muttered under her breath, "It's now or never."

Her shoulder came in contact with Remus' which made the two of them stop. Amelia felt her face go red automatically as now the other two Remus was dragging in brought their attention towards her. Amelia and Remus' satchels fell off their shoulders. Some of Remus' books and rolls of parchment fell out. Quickly, Amelia slid the roll of parchment in her arms into his own parchment, "I'm so sorry Lupin. I didn't mean to. You... You know how I am I drift off thinking about many other things I need to do."

Remus shook his head with a small smile, "It's quite alright."

Luckily for Amelia, Sirius and Peter sauntered off. Probably to hide from their now distracted captor. Remus have heard of the often head into the clouds Hufflepuff but he never encountered her. He always heard it from his other housemates and other houses. Amelia and Remus fixed up their bags before standing up. Amelia looked behind Remus to see his friends were about to get onto Madam Pince's list. She pointed towards the group, "I think it's time for you to go save your friends from Madame Pince. When I came in, she wasn't in the happiest moods."

Remus turned his head towards his friends and an angry Madame Pince who was en route. He let out a heavy sigh, "Well thank you. See you around."

Amelia gave a curt nod with a small smile. She turned her heel and headed out of the library. She let out a slow breath through her nose. Well that was a mission success.

Rustling underneath Amelia's dormmate's four poster immediately caught Amelia's attention as she entered the fifth year dorm. Quickly, she placed her satchel on her bed and started looking underneath each four poster. Her lips formed a firm line when she found the little sneak underneath the second four poster she searched.

"Truffles, you wee sneak! That's not yours to go into, come here."

The brown with black spots littered all over it's tiny body creature paused staring at its owner. It already have what looks like her dormmate's present her boyfriend gave her half way into its pouch. It slowly pulled the chain into its never-ending pouch. Amelia let out a huff, "Don't. Stop. I'll give you somethin' better. I just need you to give that back."

The Niffler looked like it was thinking of its owner's words before it shoved the rest of the chain in its pouch. The door to their dorm opened and before Amelia could gently wrap her fingers around the Niffler, the bugger sprinted out passing Amelia's dormmate. Amelia quickly started to stand but forgot she was underneath the four poster bed. A groan came through her lips.

"Ay, Amelia, your Niffler just ran out, " Roisin pointed out the obvious.

Amelia scooted herself out of underneath the bed, "Thanks. I noticed."

Heading to her trunk, she pulled out a sack of galleons and sickles. It was a pretty fat pouch enough to lure the Niffler towards her. The petite fifth year hurried out of the dorm room, "Tell Arabella she needs to hide her necklace better!"

Roisin's lips went into a firm line muttering under her breath, "How about you not have any creatures?"

Coins jingling against each other as Amelia whispered harshly, "Come on out, Truffles. I told you I got somethin' better."

Older and some younger students didn't bat an eyelash to the third generation creature care taker. First years did however stop and stared. Amelia paid no mind to their stares.

"Mia! There you are, I thought you were going to be at Professor Kettleburn's sanctuary," a breathless Matilda caught up to Amelia.

Amelia let out a exasperated sigh, "I would but it was unfortunate that Truffles decided to go on a wee adventure and take my dorm mate's necklace. So I'm tryin' to lure him out."

The Slytherin's sapphire eyes took in the fat pouch of money. Matilda raised her eyebrows giving out a low whistle, "I knew the Scamander family was well-off but I didn't think it was like this."

The auburn haired Hufflepuff glanced at her friend before giving her a roll of her eyes, "Oh shove off, you."

Matilda chuckled, "You know I'm only teasing you. I know you don't care for such thing. Anyways, want me to help? I'm free till dinner."

The coins continued to jingle. Amelia shook her head in response, "I don't want to take up your time. I can feel it. I'm pretty close to the wee bugger."

This time, it was Matilda's turn to use the phrase, "Oh shove off, you. I'm helping you no matter what. Nifflers like shiny things, right?"

Without another word, Matilda unclasped her necklace with an emerald jewel in the middle. Amelia clicked her tongue, "I wish you wouldn't dangle that thing in front of him. You know he will want to keep it."

Matilda stuck out her tongue, "It's to my choosing if I want to give it to him or not. Plus he always gives it back after a bit. No harm done."

Amelia's lips went into a firm line. The necklace was a family heirloom of the Griffoths. If Matilda's parents knew she was loaning it out to Amelia's Niffler, who knows what they'll do to her or her Niffler.

The pair of them continued their search while calling out to the Niffler. By the time it was dinner, the pair didn't find the creature. Of course, by this time, Amelia was worried sick and was afraid someone decided to hurt her little buddy.

Across the way, Matilda watched her friend running her hand through her hair. It was giving her a crazed bed look. Amelia droned out her surroundings as she was trying to think where her young Niffler could be. Her fork pushed around her peas. Some of her peas were getting mixed into her mashed potatoes and hidden underneath her steak. She didn't feel hungry.

"Amelia! Did you get my necklace back," a demanding voice tore Amelia from her distraught thoughts.

Amelia cleared her throat, "Oh... Umm... Arabella about that..."

Arabella is the type of girl who should've been in Slytherin for her horrid attitude. Well horrid attitude towards Amelia. Ever since first year, the two have been at odds. Arabella turned the rest of their dorm mates against the creature loving girl. It was all because she simply hates creatures.

The brunette was standing across from Amelia's seated form. Amelia glanced down at her plate. She continued moving her food around as she tried to placate Arabella, "I've been searching for him. Don't worry once I find him I will immediately give you your necklace."

An angry huff came out of Arabella before she stomped away from her fellow Hufflepuff. Amelia glanced up but immediately looked back down once she met familiar grey eyes. Those grey eyes had a raised eyebrow accompanying them. Amelia pushed her plate away from her. She stood up from her house table. A jingle was made from the pocket of her cloak. The pouch of coins remained at her side till she could find the little sneak. Amelia left the Great Hall.

Matilda shoved a few biscuits into her cloak pockets before leaving her house table.

A pair of girls sat on the stone ground in a corridor. The pouch of coins and necklace rested between the two. Amelia had her eyes closed. She spoke softly, "What happened if Mrs. Norris found him? I don't think I can bear Mr. Filch near him."

Matilda kept her eye out for the little furry creature, "Highly doubt. Despite Truffles nabbing shiny things, he knows not to go near Mrs. Norris. Everyone knows not to go around the two of them."

Amelia rolled her head onto her friend's shoulder. Matilda lightly ran her fingers through her friend's hair. Amelia's voice sounded small, "I cannot help but think of the worse possible situations. He's a juvenile."

In a gentle voice, Matilda comforted her friend, "We will find him. Watch he's going to be in the least expected place."

Amelia mumbled, "I hope so. I hope we find him soon."

Sounds of scampering feet woke Amelia from her slumber. Little black eyes stared into hers. It's little paws touched her cheek before it nuzzled its face into her neck. Amelia felt her sleep immediately melt away. Her voice nearly woke her dorm mates if she didn't quickly try to quietly turn it into a harsh whisper after Roisin let out a sleepy sigh.

Amelia picked up her Niffler giving it a light hug but pulled it away quickly giving it a disappointed look, "You nearly had me worried, Truffles. Merlin, where have you been?"

Truffles dug through his pouch pulling out a folded note but around it was a sickle. Amelia's lips went into a deeper frown breathing out, "What on earth...?"

Amelia placed the Niffler on her comforter reaching into her night stand. She pulled out a galleon whispering, "I'll trade you for that tacky necklace."

Truffles was about to grab the galleon but Amelia pulled it out of its reach. She shook her head holding out her free hand. The Niffler's paws dug around its never ending pouch pulling out a necklace. The creature placed the necklace into her palm before it swiped the galleon. Amelia placed the tacky looking necklace on her nightstand. She would have to give Arabeth her necklace in the morning. The Niffler, happy with what he just got, crawled up to the top of her bed. He wiggled his little furry body underneath the covers. He hid himself acting as the covers were his burrow. Amelia felt like she could breathe now she had her Niffler back.

Her attention was turned to the folded note. Luckily the Niffler forgotten about the sickle as the galleon was a shinier option. A somewhat neat scrawl was printed on the parchment paper. Her hazel eyes scanned the note.

I found your Niffler. I had to bribe him into giving you this letter. I want to speak with you tomorrow in the morning before breakfast. I have some questions.

-R.L.

Amelia knew he would have questions. She knew he would try to confront her. If it was her in his shoes, she would have a panic attack on who knew of her secret.