CHAPTER 8

She knew he would never like her like that. Stupid girl! You really thought he would be with you? You are just a delusional schoolgirl with a crush on your teacher! A mistake, that's all it was. The word mistake kept running over and over her head.

She promised herself that she would just notice boys her age and who would definitely like her. Speaking about that she had a date with Fred in five minutes, she liked Fred, she really did. But she also liked Snape.

He was waiting for her in the great hall. His smile lighted the whole place and his eyes twinkled at the sight of Sophie. She couldn't help but to feel a flattered and surprisingly a little more attracted to him.

As she made her way towards the table he stood waiting for her. He kissed her softly on one cheek and sat down.

She laughed at his jokes, he was really funny.

"So, my mom told me that you will be coming with us tomorrow" As he spoke he scratched the back of his neck as if he were nervous. She noticed that he did that a lot, mostly when she was with her.

"Yes, I am" She let out a small laugh "Thank you about that, by the way, I would never want be a burden to you or your family, you've been really nice to me" Her eyes met his, and for the first time she noticed how beautiful they were.

"Sophie" He took her hands protectively. "You are far from that, My parents practically loves you and my sisters and brothers really like you, and well, I like you too, a lot actually" He scratched his neck again and laughed a little but never took his eyes from her.

"I like you too" Before she could even think about them, the words escaped her mouth. It was true, he made her laugh and she was comfortable with him, he was really good looking, though she didn't care about the looks as much as she did about personality, and he was wonderful. She liked being with Fred, laughing with Fred...she liked Fred.

He couldn't stop thinking about her. How close they had been to each other, how they had almost kissed, how she looked at him after he said to her what he had.

Everything had been a lie. It had happened, it hadn't been a mistake and he most certainly wasn't sorry about it. The pain in her eyes had killed him. He hadn't felt so heartbroken ever since...ever since Lily had died.

It amazed him, how they where so alike. The honesty in their eyes, the warmth and joy in her smile, their protective instinct towards the weakest. The scene with Malfoy and Longbottom last night had made him realize about their resemblance and doubt if perhaps, perhaps if he would have acted like Longbottom and thank her instead of calling her a Mud blood, she wouldn't have fallen for Potter instead of him. Watching her with the Weasley twin was like history repeating itself over and over again.

Though what surprised him the most was that how he felt for Sophie was stronger than how he felt for Lily.

As he entered the great hall he heard her laugh and couldn't help but to smile. As soon as he saw her walking away with Weasley his smile faded. As Sophie got closer to Snape she met his gaze. He could notice how her eyes sparkled only when she looked at him, though they filled with sadness as she recalled what he had said. He hated when she was with that Weasly boy, he hated when she was with any man that wasn't him. But if he couldn't make her happy at the time, he was glad that someone else would.

As she walked past him she knew that she also had feelings for Snape, but all she could think about where his words This never happened, neither did last night, it was a mistake and I'm really sorry. Now she was with Fred, she liked him and he liked her.

Hours Flew when she was with Fred, she had barely gotten to her common room on time to meet Ron, Harry and Hermione. She had bidden him goodbye with a sweet kiss on the cheek.

"So mi brother has finally told you 'bout how he felt, hasn't he?"

"Ron!" Hermione scolded him, laughing afterwards

"What? It's okay if I ask isn't it Sophie? After all we are family now aren't we?" He threw his arm around Sophie making her laugh.

She liked the three of them a lot. Ron and Hermione fought-flirted almost the entire time. What surprised Sophie the most was that they didn't actually realize that they were flirting indeed and laughed at her and Harry when they suggested it.

After having a butterbeer Ron and Hermione left to the castle leaving her and Harry on their own. Both of them could swear that they had seen them holding hands as they walked together into the snowy path that led to Hogwarts.

"How are you doing Soph?" Harry brow was frowned in concern.

"I'm...holding on, I miss them so much"

"I know, I understand" His hand touched Sophie

"Your mother was my godmother, and my mother yours, you know?" Sophie's smile broadened at the memory of her mother. She remembered being a baby and seeing Lily's smiling face. "I didn't, you knew my parents?"

"I did, and I believe I had met you before as well"

"How do you remember this, you are only one month older than me?"

"Elephant memory I guess" Her mother said Sophie's ability to remember everything since a very young age was a gift. "I remember your mother smiling and caring me in her arms, she was beautiful, now that I notice you-"

"Have her eyes?" They laughed at his interruption "I get that a lot."

"You remind me of her at times" He had thought about it. Sophie was all he remembered his mother was. Kind, Sweet, beautiful, caring. He was fond of her. It was very easy to.

"Thank you, you remind me of my father as well, it's kind of expected that I remind you of your mother and you remind me of my father, don't you think?"

They where getting closer into the woods (a shortcut Harry usually took) as Sophie spoke.

"How's so?"

"Our parents became best friends because they shared the qualities we are now talking about, It's logical that we posses them as well, after all we are their children, right?"

As they laughed they heard a scream. It came from the forbidden forest. Neither Harry nor Sophie hesitated before barging into the woods with their wands out.

I believe fearlessness and compassion was a quality they shared as well.

"Depulso!" Harry flinched at the familiar voice. Could it be?

"Bombarda!" Sophie's spell hit the creature that was attacking them man making it return to wherever it had came from. "Are you okay?" Sophie asked at the noticeably injured man getting closer to him but never lowering her wand.

"Thank you" His breathing was heavy and he was bleeding.

"Harry come help me, I can fix his injuries but we have to take him to the infirmary" Sophie examined the man's body. He was attractive and had curly dark hair down to his shoulders; a mustache and beard where spilled with blood and so were his clothes.

"Harry? What's wrong?" As Sophie saw he wouldn't get closer to the man she went by his side. He seemed pale.

"Sirius?" His voice was quivery and his hand was shaking.