I really hate this fic. Well, not really. But it think I sucks. I'm really thinking of discontinuing it, unless people like it. So, let me know.

Chapter 5: the Dangers of Night

Sophilia felt oddly refreshed after hiding from the world a week ago. It had been an extremely enjoyable day for her; she hadn't told the others half of it. It was true she had spent most of it in the dormitory, but she'd also snuck down to the kitchens for food, stolen James's Invisibility Cloak and wandered around the school for hours. She had to be careful when people were changing classes, but it had been fun. Now however, she wanted to do something else. Something enjoyable on her own. Why not tonight? Nobody would miss her; no body would know she was gone. She'd always wanted to explore the grounds at night. The moon was full that night so she wouldn't have any trouble seeing. She smiled to herself, maybe belonging to a different house than all of her friends was all right after all. She could be with them without them knowing she had adventures on her own. She glowed with secret pleasure, and didn't notice that Sirius was giving her an odd look.

Sophilia slipped out of the Ravenclaw Common Room silently, that night. She didn't have James's Cloak so she'd have to be extra careful. She grinned, that was half the fun; the danger of getting caught. Sophilia had hardly broken any rules in all her years at Hogwarts, last week had been the first major rule breaking she'd done. She knew Sirius and James used to get in trouble every other day for some form of rule breaking. This year they seemed to have mellowed out a bit.

She heard footsteps behind her and shrank into the shadows. She pressed herself against the wall, and for a second, regretted sneaking out. If it was a teacher, or Filch she was dead. But no, the person walking past was small, greasy haired and hooked nosed. 'Snape? What was he doing prowling the school at night?' She thought furiously, then a nasty little voice in her head said, 'Probably the same as you.' She held her breath, as he walked past.

She considered following him, but decided not to risk it. She set off cautiously for the Entrance Hall.

Sophilia had to suppress a gasp when she got outside. She'd never been on the grounds at night, it was brilliant. The moon shimmered above the Forbidden Forest, bathing the grounds in light. It shone brilliantly against the lake. She set off toward it, happily. This was going to be more fun than she thought. She walked around the lake and the edge of the forest. She headed for the Quidditch pitch. Next time she'd have to bring her broomstick; she'd never flown at night. A slight motion near the forest caught her eye.

A huge shape shot out of nowhere, hurtling toward her. It was large and hairy but ran like a human. Sophilia froze. It was getting closer and closer, and with a jolt she realized what it was: a werewolf. She opened her mouth to scream as it leapt at her. Suddenly, a giant dog pounced on her, knocking her out of the way of the sprinting creature. The werewolf, caught off guard, continued to run a bit before turning. A stag appeared out of nowhere and began ushering the spitting werewolf away with its antlers. The dog leapt up and helped push it in the direction of the Whomping Willow. They disappeared suddenly, but Sophilia was too shaken to be concerned by it. She sat up hesitantly, looking around, in case there were more. She knew there were werewolves in the Forest but she'd never heard of them coming onto the grounds. And where did that stag and dog come from? She stood up shakily, and began walking toward the castle. She tried to run but couldn't manage more than a feeble shuffle.

'So much for a night of fun.' She thought bitterly 'more like night of horrors.'

She heard pounding steps behind her. Her legs came to life and she ran, praying that it wasn't the werewolf. She was almost to the steps, and her ankle gave way. She tried to crawl, fumbling in her robes. Why had she left her wand in her dormitory? She was going to die. She was going to die a horrific mutilated death. Then she noticed that nothing was happening. She looked up slowly, hardly daring to believe that she wasn't about to be lacerated to bits. Sitting before her was the big black dog that had saved her. It nosed her in the shoulder. Relieved she scratched it behind the ears and kissed the top of its head. If she hadn't known better she could have sworn it had smiled.

"Thanks, dog." She whispered, and tried to stand. Her legs were shaking badly, and wouldn't support her. She fell back with a grown. Maybe she could crawl back to the castle? It looked much farther away when you were lying on the ground, especially if you had had a near death experience and the animal responsible could come back at any moment to finish the job.

"Sophilia, come on. I'll take you back to the castle." She felt someone grab her arm. She recognized the voice, but she was blinded by fear and tears, and couldn't see the face. Whoever it was grabbed her around the waist and practically carried her to the front door. She blinked and looked up.

"Sirius?" she gasped. He looked down at her, smiling in a somewhat strained way.

"Yep. What were you doing out here? You could've been killed."

She buried her head into his shoulder mumbling, "It was stupid. I'll never do it again. If it hadn't been for that dog and the deer." She looked up suddenly. "Where'd the dog go? He was just here!"

Sirius opened the door with some difficulty, seeing as he was still supporting Sophilia.

"Run off, I guess." He said mildly, "Listen, Soph, you won't tell anyone about this, will you? I mean you'd get yourself in trouble and other people who were involved."

Sophilia frowned, "What? Who else was involved? There wasn't anyone there but you. I don't care about getting in trouble, if there's something dangerous on the grounds Dumbledore should know about it!"

"Dumbledore knows. Look, it's better to leave this alone all right? I don't think the werewolf will be back."

"What makes you say that? How would you know?" Sophilia demanded. Sirius knew something she'd missed, but she couldn't think as to what.

"Just a hunch. Anyway, so what do you say Soph? Besides it's not like it hurt anyone."

Sophilia was feeling incredibly annoyed. A werewolf had almost murdered her and Sirius was acting as though they'd just snuck down to the kitchens for a snack.

"What's going on Sirius?" she asked pulling away from him. She could support herself now.

"Nothing!" he retorted.

"I don't believe you. What were you doing out there? Why do you want to keep this so hush hush?"

"Shh!" He grabbed her and pulled her into a classroom. Someone was coming. She leaned against the wall, holding her breath. Sirius peered around the door. She heard him hiss, "Snape."

He turned to her when the footsteps died away. "Please, Sophilia. Maybe you'll understand someday, but for now you have to keep quiet. You'd understand why if you knew."

"But I don't know." She sighed. She really just wanted to go to bed. She'd had enough for tonight. "Oh, alright, Black. I'll keep my mouth shut."

Even in the darkness she could tell he was smiling at her.

"Come on. Let's get you back to bed." He put his arm around her shoulders, and they left the classroom.

"This isn't the way to my Common Room." She said suddenly.
"Yeah, I think it'd be better if you slept in Gryffindor Tower tonight. It's closer anyway."

She didn't object. The sooner she could lie down the better. She had the sneaking suspicion Sirius just wanted to keep an eye on her; make sure she kept quiet. But, she pushed her doubts aside, she was too tired.

"Thanks," she said, "You know, for helping me. I wonder where that dog went off to though…he was nice." She was feeling very drowsy and Sirius's arm was very comforting. She heard him laugh softly.

"He's not far off, if that's what you're wondering. Actually, he's always close by."

"I haven't seen him." She murmured leaning her head against his shoulder.

"Keddiewinkles." He said to the Fat Lady, then as he helped Sophilia through the hole he said, "I think you have. You just don't know it."

Sophilia lay down on one of the sofas and fell asleep puzzling over these words.

She was jerked awake early the next morning, to find Sirius smiling over her.

"Rise and shine." He said softly but cheerfully, "I figured you should get out of here before anyone else wakes up. Don't want any awkward questions, now do we."

She stared confused at him then remembered everything that had happened the night before.

"Right," she said sitting up, acutely aware of the horrendous state of her hair.

"And you remember your promise?" he asked casually as though she'd promised him a chocolate frog.

"Yeah Black, I remember. I'll keep my bloody mouth shut. I'd like to know why, but you know; anything for dear Sirius." She smiled sarcastically at him. He laughed much to her annoyance.

"Glad we got that cleared up, eh, Sophilia darling?"

She swore at him profusely, and left the Common Room, combing her hair with her fingers. Sirius followed her.

"What do you want?" she said rounding on him. He grinned innocently.

"Wanted to know if you'd do me the pleasure of accompanying me down to breakfast? Seeing as you're already dressed and everything."

Sophilia snarled at him, but walked down with him to the deserted Great Hall.

So there's another chapter. I hope you liked it.