It's a Small World
(A/N) This is my first fan-fic. My friends like it so I hope you will too. Dumbledor latter in the story appears a little out of character. If you like this one I'll add another one.
PLEASE REVIEW!!!
Disclaimer: Every one other than Sophia Smalls belongs to the fabulous J. K. Rowling who is one of the best authors of all times (or the best)
Chapter 1 Hermione's House
Hermione Granger's neighborhood was having its centennial. Of course she had to do something for it. She decided that she would do a coloage of pictures of what the neighborhood had looked like. She had asked Sophia Smalls, her old neighbor who had come back to visit, to help her.
So, on July 6, Sophia came to the Granger's. Small was the last word Hermione would use to describe the tall, tan, muscular girl on her porch with a box of photo albums.
Hermione let her in and led her up to her room.
"It's changed a lot since I was last here," Sophia said looking around.
"You haven't been here in ten years," Hermione said.
Sophia nodded. "Let's get started."
Hermione agreed and began flipping through one of Sophia's photo albums. One picture caught her eye. There were two people standing in front of her house, a boy and girl in their late teens. The girl had red hair and striking green eyes; the boy had messy and glass.
Hermione's eyes widened as she realized who these people were, but she still asked Sophia about it.
Sophia took the picture out of her hands. Her face appeared shocked and sad at the same time. "Just the people who used to live here," she replied in a voice that was soft, final, and faintly sad.
Hermione studied Sophia. She was clutching the picture as if it was a life preserver. Her eyes were moist around the edges.
"I'll go get something to drink," Hermione said excusing herself from this moment with Sophia.
Sophia nodded and turned back to the picture and her mind wandered back to a time some twenty odd years ago
Ten year old Sophia Smalls love summer. Not only was school out, but Lily Evens was home from boarding school. Sophia spent many hours at the Evens because her parents worked odd hours. She liked Mr. Evens (Harold) and Mrs. Evens well enough; she tolerated Petunia Evens (who had recently moved out, thank God), but she absolutely adored and idolized Lily.
Today Lily had said that some friends of hers from school would be visiting. An ecstatic Sophia skipped down the street to the Evens' house. Since she visited so often she didn't have to knock or ring the door bell; she could just walk in.
Rose, hearing the door open, stuck her head out from the kitchen. Sophia could smell cookies.
"Hello, Sophia dear," Mrs. Evens greeted with a big smile on her face. "Lily and her friends are up in her room. You cam bring these up to them." Mrs. Evens gave Sophia big plate of cookies. "I put some extra on there for you, too."
Sophia gave Mrs. Evens a big smile that told her that her extra cookies were not a waste, and ran to Lily's room taking the steps two at a time. She reached the top and heard voices coming through Lily's door.
"… And he went flying down the hall," a male voice boomed. The whole room erupted in laughter.
"You really shouldn't have though," Lily said trough laughs. "Magic isn't aloud in the halls between classes."
Sophia dropped the plate of cookies with a loud BANG. In side the laughter stopped. The door flew open to reveal a handsome boy with dark hair standing in the door way.
"How much did you hear?!" he demanded. By this time Sophia was visibly shacking.
"Sirius, be nice," voice said inside the room. "She's just a little kid." Sophia recognized the voice of Kiki, a friend of Lily's who had visited Lily's house last summer.
"Sophia, come in," coaxed a different voice, Lily's.
Sophia did. The room seemed to be crowed. Besides Lily, Kiki, and the boy at the door, there were three more boys in the room; one who seemed to be sitting particularly close to Lily, one who looked sickly, and one was short, plump, and set off Sophia's "not to be trusted" sensors.
They were introduced in order as James Potter, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew. The boy who opened the door was introduced as Sirius Black.
"Sophie," Lily said gently, "how much did you hear?"
"Something about someone flying down the hall and something about magic," then she lost her composure and began to sob. "I didn't mean to, honestly"
"I know you didn't," Lily said. She hugged the younger girl and smoothed her hair. "I know you didn't."
"We need to modify her memory," Sirius said.
Lily gave him a murderess look.
"We can't," Kiki said, jumping to the defense.
"Why not?" Sirius asked.
"We'd get improper use of magic," Remus supplied.
"We'll owl my dad," Sirius said.
"Too long," James said, "by the time he got it and got here to modify her memory he would have to modify too much. She wouldn't be able to remember her own name."
"It suits Peter just fine," Sirius said.
"Hey!" Peter said indignity after a couple minutes to reflect.
"Sirius," Lily said, "Sophie knows how to keep a secret, don't you, Sophia?" Sophia nodded.
"I clearly see that I'm out numbered, and I withdraw my argument."
So that is how Sophia Smalls came to know of the wizarding world. Despite his earlier objections, Sirius became one of Sophia's greatest sources of information. He introduced her to things from Sugar Quills to Dungbombs, to Chocolate Fogs. Sophia was most interested in the cards that came with the frogs.
"You can make photos like that, too," Sirius menchend one day in passing.
"You can?" Sophia said barely able to contain her excitement.
"It's just a matter of developing the film the right way," Sirius said.
"You know, Sophie," James said picking up on the conversation and Sophia's obvious interest in it, "We could deveope some of the pictures you were taking this summer."
"You would!" Sophia exclaimed.
"Sure," said Sirius.
"I don't know if that is such a smart idea guys," Remus said. "What if her parents found them?"
"I could hide them," Sophia said.
"There you go," Sirius said.
"Where is that?" Remus asked.
"The same place where I put every thing you gave me this summer," Sophia said.
"That's got to be a big hiding place," Kiki said. "What with all the Dungbombs you gave her this summer."
"Oh, I've already used some of those," Sophia said, smiling at the memory.
"What?" Lily almost shrieked. "I can't believe you already corrupted this poor innocent child."
"Lily," Sirius said, "with you as a role model I can hardly believe her to be poor or innocent."
Lily decided not to dignify that with a response.
Chapter 2: Growing up and truth seeing
All too soon summer came to an end. Lily and her friends went back to Hogwarts, and Sophia went back to her school.
Lily and the gain sent a lot of letters and magical pictures, but even with all of this, Sophia couldn't wait for summer to come again so she could see Lily.
On the first day of July, Sophia again ran to the Evans'. Mrs. Evens looked sad, but Sophia didn't understand why until she entered Lily's room. It was practically stripped clean, boxes lining the floor. Lily, hearing Sophia entering looked up from her packing. Sophia, being as smart as she was, figured out what was going an. Her bottom lip began to tremble.
"Oh, Sophie, don't," Lily said embracing the other girl.
"Why do you have to go right after you got back?" Sophia sobbed.
"Sophia, I grew up," Lily said softly. "You will leave too when you grow up."
"But why now?"
"Sophia, listen too me," Lily said, taking Sophia by her shoulders forcing eye contact. "There is a really bad person out there, and he wants to rule the world. I'm going to help fight him. If I stay here though, he might come hurt mom, dad or you."
Sophia nodded as if she understood, but not really understanding.
"I promise to write, and maybe I'll send you your own owl so you can right when ever you want to."
With in a week there was no sign that Lily had ever lived in the Evans' house. True to her word Lily wrote often. Sophia would once in a while get a letter from Kiki or Sirius. James (probably on Lily's orders) would write more often. Next to Lily though, Remus would write the most. It seemed to Sophia that even though he got alone with the others well, there were things he felt he couldn't share with them.
Peter never wrote, even though Sophia tried to write him a couple times. It was okay with her though, because something about him made her hair stand on end.
The weeks passed by, and one night in early August, the Smalls had a strange visitor. He was an old man with long white hair a beard and twinkling blue eyes. He introduced himself as Albus Dumbledor.
Hearing his name Sophia's jaw dropped. She had heard about him from Lily.
Surprisingly, He had heard of Sophia too.
"I have something to ask of you Miss Smalls," he said. "As you may or may not know, there is a very powerful and very evil dark wizard gaining power."
"Like the one Lily went off to fight," Sophia interjected.
Dumbledor looked taken back for a couple seconds, but then he smiled.
"Exactly, Miss Smalls, with your permission, and your parents too, of course, I would like to train you to fight against him, as a sort of ace up our sleeves."
"Why me?"
"Things that I learned about you from Miss Evans. Sophia, my dear, you are courageous, smart, willing to learn, and most important, great at keeping secrets." Sophia blushed. "and also things that I have picked up from your magical aura…"
"Wait, you mean I'm a … I'm a …" Sophia couldn't finish.
"Yes, Sophia, you are a witch, and from what I can feel around you, a very good one too. I think you might have a power in truth seeing."
"Lily said seeing is unpredictable."
"Seeing the future is, but for a born truth seer, truth Seeing will only prove wrong every one in 100 times, or if the seer is too emotional. Truth seeing is looking into people places objects and ideas and seeing the relationship between, and what one is the true one, much like a detective, only unlike a detective a truth seer doesn't need as many pieces of the puzzle."
Sophia began to train secretly with Dumbledor. He taught her charms, transfiguration, basic herbology (they went over all that Dumbledor felt she needed in a week) potions, and helped her strengthen her truth seeing abilities. The last one came in particularly handy one night when an unexpected visitor came to visit Dumbledor.
The man looked gross and bragged, with longish greasy black hair; none to trustworthy to the normal person, which is exactly why Dumbledor called Sophia in on the matter.
Dumbledor told the man to tell Sophia his story. It turned out that he was a death eater who had "seen the error in his ways." This alone may sound corny, but when he told his reason why, Sophia was in tears.
The man had fallen in love, but it turned out the women he had fallen in love with was a muggle born witch. She was in turn killed by his fellow death eaters.
"I deserve Azkaban," he declared at the end.
"No one deserves Azkaban," Dumbledor said. He turned to Sophia. "Sophie?"
"Even though he is ambitious, and a bit cocky, I believe he his motives are as he stated."
"As I believed before," Dumbledor said with a nod. "Servus, I could turn you in or you could help me."
"How can I help you?" Serves spat, but not in contempt of Dumbledor, but more with self unworthiness.
"You could, at your own personal risk, spy on Lord Voldemort.
"If it will help me repent of my sins I will," Serves said. "In fact I can start know by telling you that there is an attack planned for tonight at 513 West Odery St. in Rose village."
" Oh no," Sophia exclaimed, "The Evans! Dumbledor we need to go right know!"
"Hold on, Sophia," Dumbledor said. "As much as I hate to admit it there is nothing you or I can do to improve the situation. I will be in contact with the proper Ministry authorities. I think what you need right now is rest, and sadly we can't send you home. Where to put you is the question?"
"If I would say so, Dumbledor, sir, the Slytherin dungeons would not be a good place for her," Serves put in.
"Nor Ravenclaw tower I think," Dumbledor mumbled, " too many questions."
" Don't you have any extra rooms?" Sophia asked.
"All occupied by those hurt in the war," Dumbledor said. "I think the best place for you would be the Gryfindor room. Not too many questions and you should be able to slip away relatively quietly. Serve, would you please show her the way. The pass word is unicorn."
"Right away sir."
(A/N) This is my first fan-fic. My friends like it so I hope you will too. Dumbledor latter in the story appears a little out of character. If you like this one I'll add another one.
PLEASE REVIEW!!!
Disclaimer: Every one other than Sophia Smalls belongs to the fabulous J. K. Rowling who is one of the best authors of all times (or the best)
Chapter 1 Hermione's House
Hermione Granger's neighborhood was having its centennial. Of course she had to do something for it. She decided that she would do a coloage of pictures of what the neighborhood had looked like. She had asked Sophia Smalls, her old neighbor who had come back to visit, to help her.
So, on July 6, Sophia came to the Granger's. Small was the last word Hermione would use to describe the tall, tan, muscular girl on her porch with a box of photo albums.
Hermione let her in and led her up to her room.
"It's changed a lot since I was last here," Sophia said looking around.
"You haven't been here in ten years," Hermione said.
Sophia nodded. "Let's get started."
Hermione agreed and began flipping through one of Sophia's photo albums. One picture caught her eye. There were two people standing in front of her house, a boy and girl in their late teens. The girl had red hair and striking green eyes; the boy had messy and glass.
Hermione's eyes widened as she realized who these people were, but she still asked Sophia about it.
Sophia took the picture out of her hands. Her face appeared shocked and sad at the same time. "Just the people who used to live here," she replied in a voice that was soft, final, and faintly sad.
Hermione studied Sophia. She was clutching the picture as if it was a life preserver. Her eyes were moist around the edges.
"I'll go get something to drink," Hermione said excusing herself from this moment with Sophia.
Sophia nodded and turned back to the picture and her mind wandered back to a time some twenty odd years ago
Ten year old Sophia Smalls love summer. Not only was school out, but Lily Evens was home from boarding school. Sophia spent many hours at the Evens because her parents worked odd hours. She liked Mr. Evens (Harold) and Mrs. Evens well enough; she tolerated Petunia Evens (who had recently moved out, thank God), but she absolutely adored and idolized Lily.
Today Lily had said that some friends of hers from school would be visiting. An ecstatic Sophia skipped down the street to the Evens' house. Since she visited so often she didn't have to knock or ring the door bell; she could just walk in.
Rose, hearing the door open, stuck her head out from the kitchen. Sophia could smell cookies.
"Hello, Sophia dear," Mrs. Evens greeted with a big smile on her face. "Lily and her friends are up in her room. You cam bring these up to them." Mrs. Evens gave Sophia big plate of cookies. "I put some extra on there for you, too."
Sophia gave Mrs. Evens a big smile that told her that her extra cookies were not a waste, and ran to Lily's room taking the steps two at a time. She reached the top and heard voices coming through Lily's door.
"… And he went flying down the hall," a male voice boomed. The whole room erupted in laughter.
"You really shouldn't have though," Lily said trough laughs. "Magic isn't aloud in the halls between classes."
Sophia dropped the plate of cookies with a loud BANG. In side the laughter stopped. The door flew open to reveal a handsome boy with dark hair standing in the door way.
"How much did you hear?!" he demanded. By this time Sophia was visibly shacking.
"Sirius, be nice," voice said inside the room. "She's just a little kid." Sophia recognized the voice of Kiki, a friend of Lily's who had visited Lily's house last summer.
"Sophia, come in," coaxed a different voice, Lily's.
Sophia did. The room seemed to be crowed. Besides Lily, Kiki, and the boy at the door, there were three more boys in the room; one who seemed to be sitting particularly close to Lily, one who looked sickly, and one was short, plump, and set off Sophia's "not to be trusted" sensors.
They were introduced in order as James Potter, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew. The boy who opened the door was introduced as Sirius Black.
"Sophie," Lily said gently, "how much did you hear?"
"Something about someone flying down the hall and something about magic," then she lost her composure and began to sob. "I didn't mean to, honestly"
"I know you didn't," Lily said. She hugged the younger girl and smoothed her hair. "I know you didn't."
"We need to modify her memory," Sirius said.
Lily gave him a murderess look.
"We can't," Kiki said, jumping to the defense.
"Why not?" Sirius asked.
"We'd get improper use of magic," Remus supplied.
"We'll owl my dad," Sirius said.
"Too long," James said, "by the time he got it and got here to modify her memory he would have to modify too much. She wouldn't be able to remember her own name."
"It suits Peter just fine," Sirius said.
"Hey!" Peter said indignity after a couple minutes to reflect.
"Sirius," Lily said, "Sophie knows how to keep a secret, don't you, Sophia?" Sophia nodded.
"I clearly see that I'm out numbered, and I withdraw my argument."
So that is how Sophia Smalls came to know of the wizarding world. Despite his earlier objections, Sirius became one of Sophia's greatest sources of information. He introduced her to things from Sugar Quills to Dungbombs, to Chocolate Fogs. Sophia was most interested in the cards that came with the frogs.
"You can make photos like that, too," Sirius menchend one day in passing.
"You can?" Sophia said barely able to contain her excitement.
"It's just a matter of developing the film the right way," Sirius said.
"You know, Sophie," James said picking up on the conversation and Sophia's obvious interest in it, "We could deveope some of the pictures you were taking this summer."
"You would!" Sophia exclaimed.
"Sure," said Sirius.
"I don't know if that is such a smart idea guys," Remus said. "What if her parents found them?"
"I could hide them," Sophia said.
"There you go," Sirius said.
"Where is that?" Remus asked.
"The same place where I put every thing you gave me this summer," Sophia said.
"That's got to be a big hiding place," Kiki said. "What with all the Dungbombs you gave her this summer."
"Oh, I've already used some of those," Sophia said, smiling at the memory.
"What?" Lily almost shrieked. "I can't believe you already corrupted this poor innocent child."
"Lily," Sirius said, "with you as a role model I can hardly believe her to be poor or innocent."
Lily decided not to dignify that with a response.
Chapter 2: Growing up and truth seeing
All too soon summer came to an end. Lily and her friends went back to Hogwarts, and Sophia went back to her school.
Lily and the gain sent a lot of letters and magical pictures, but even with all of this, Sophia couldn't wait for summer to come again so she could see Lily.
On the first day of July, Sophia again ran to the Evans'. Mrs. Evens looked sad, but Sophia didn't understand why until she entered Lily's room. It was practically stripped clean, boxes lining the floor. Lily, hearing Sophia entering looked up from her packing. Sophia, being as smart as she was, figured out what was going an. Her bottom lip began to tremble.
"Oh, Sophie, don't," Lily said embracing the other girl.
"Why do you have to go right after you got back?" Sophia sobbed.
"Sophia, I grew up," Lily said softly. "You will leave too when you grow up."
"But why now?"
"Sophia, listen too me," Lily said, taking Sophia by her shoulders forcing eye contact. "There is a really bad person out there, and he wants to rule the world. I'm going to help fight him. If I stay here though, he might come hurt mom, dad or you."
Sophia nodded as if she understood, but not really understanding.
"I promise to write, and maybe I'll send you your own owl so you can right when ever you want to."
With in a week there was no sign that Lily had ever lived in the Evans' house. True to her word Lily wrote often. Sophia would once in a while get a letter from Kiki or Sirius. James (probably on Lily's orders) would write more often. Next to Lily though, Remus would write the most. It seemed to Sophia that even though he got alone with the others well, there were things he felt he couldn't share with them.
Peter never wrote, even though Sophia tried to write him a couple times. It was okay with her though, because something about him made her hair stand on end.
The weeks passed by, and one night in early August, the Smalls had a strange visitor. He was an old man with long white hair a beard and twinkling blue eyes. He introduced himself as Albus Dumbledor.
Hearing his name Sophia's jaw dropped. She had heard about him from Lily.
Surprisingly, He had heard of Sophia too.
"I have something to ask of you Miss Smalls," he said. "As you may or may not know, there is a very powerful and very evil dark wizard gaining power."
"Like the one Lily went off to fight," Sophia interjected.
Dumbledor looked taken back for a couple seconds, but then he smiled.
"Exactly, Miss Smalls, with your permission, and your parents too, of course, I would like to train you to fight against him, as a sort of ace up our sleeves."
"Why me?"
"Things that I learned about you from Miss Evans. Sophia, my dear, you are courageous, smart, willing to learn, and most important, great at keeping secrets." Sophia blushed. "and also things that I have picked up from your magical aura…"
"Wait, you mean I'm a … I'm a …" Sophia couldn't finish.
"Yes, Sophia, you are a witch, and from what I can feel around you, a very good one too. I think you might have a power in truth seeing."
"Lily said seeing is unpredictable."
"Seeing the future is, but for a born truth seer, truth Seeing will only prove wrong every one in 100 times, or if the seer is too emotional. Truth seeing is looking into people places objects and ideas and seeing the relationship between, and what one is the true one, much like a detective, only unlike a detective a truth seer doesn't need as many pieces of the puzzle."
Sophia began to train secretly with Dumbledor. He taught her charms, transfiguration, basic herbology (they went over all that Dumbledor felt she needed in a week) potions, and helped her strengthen her truth seeing abilities. The last one came in particularly handy one night when an unexpected visitor came to visit Dumbledor.
The man looked gross and bragged, with longish greasy black hair; none to trustworthy to the normal person, which is exactly why Dumbledor called Sophia in on the matter.
Dumbledor told the man to tell Sophia his story. It turned out that he was a death eater who had "seen the error in his ways." This alone may sound corny, but when he told his reason why, Sophia was in tears.
The man had fallen in love, but it turned out the women he had fallen in love with was a muggle born witch. She was in turn killed by his fellow death eaters.
"I deserve Azkaban," he declared at the end.
"No one deserves Azkaban," Dumbledor said. He turned to Sophia. "Sophie?"
"Even though he is ambitious, and a bit cocky, I believe he his motives are as he stated."
"As I believed before," Dumbledor said with a nod. "Servus, I could turn you in or you could help me."
"How can I help you?" Serves spat, but not in contempt of Dumbledor, but more with self unworthiness.
"You could, at your own personal risk, spy on Lord Voldemort.
"If it will help me repent of my sins I will," Serves said. "In fact I can start know by telling you that there is an attack planned for tonight at 513 West Odery St. in Rose village."
" Oh no," Sophia exclaimed, "The Evans! Dumbledor we need to go right know!"
"Hold on, Sophia," Dumbledor said. "As much as I hate to admit it there is nothing you or I can do to improve the situation. I will be in contact with the proper Ministry authorities. I think what you need right now is rest, and sadly we can't send you home. Where to put you is the question?"
"If I would say so, Dumbledor, sir, the Slytherin dungeons would not be a good place for her," Serves put in.
"Nor Ravenclaw tower I think," Dumbledor mumbled, " too many questions."
" Don't you have any extra rooms?" Sophia asked.
"All occupied by those hurt in the war," Dumbledor said. "I think the best place for you would be the Gryfindor room. Not too many questions and you should be able to slip away relatively quietly. Serve, would you please show her the way. The pass word is unicorn."
"Right away sir."