AN- Thank you for the reviews. As for your question Blue Luver5000, Sirius voluntarily gave James the beater's bat and told him to hit the bludger at Sophie and was laughing with him when he did, so they both got punished.

Now about the chapter, I wanted to show you a little of Sophie's past. Oh, and the italics are the dream/flashback that my wonderful character has. -Laura

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

Chapter Fifteen: Dreams

Once I managed to returned to the Common Room my mind was going crazy. It seemed that when Snape entered my mind he brought up some old memories that I tried to lock away a long time ago.

As I begun to change into my pajamas, which consisted of a pair of shorts and a random t-shirt, I tried to clear my mind. I found out very soon that it was rather hard to do. While I laid in bed I kept on trying, but was still unsuccessful. Soon I just gave up and tried to fall asleep. I was out in minutes.

"Hufflepuff!" the Sorting Hat shouted out to the whole Great Hall so they could all applaud for the girl.

As McGonagall called up the next boy to be sorted I looked over to the Gryffindor table were my brother sat with his group of friends. They weren't even paying attention because they were goofing off. Bothering this red-haired girl and her friends who looked very angry with them.

I couldn't believe it. It was my sorting. One of the most important times in my life and my own brother wasn't even watching me. I could handle all of the times that he didn't write to me, the times that he wouldn't talk to me because he was too busy with his friends, and the when left me alone in the middle of the train station because he saw his best friend.

But this was my bloody sorting for crying out loud. The thing that would decide the next seven years of my life. And here he was screwing around and not paying attention to it at all.

The anger was slowly starting to build up inside me. How could he do this to me? I felt like he abandoned me when he left for school and he wasn't trying to prove me wrong.

Interrupting my internal rambling was McGonagall calling my name. I slowly, but calmly walked up to the stool and sat down. Before the hat covered my eyes, I saw James laughing at something that Sirius said and not even looking.

Seeing this made something inside me snap. All the bottled up anger inside of me was suddenly released and it wasn't going to go out for a while. I never wanted to talk to my brother again. If he was going to ignore me I was going to ignore him. I wanted to as far away from him as possible. And that meant not being a Gryffindor.

Then the hat started to whisper into my head, "Ah, what is this? A Potter not wanting to be in the house of Gryffindor. Hmm... You will have a lot of talent and do great things in the future. I see that you are very loyal, but Hufflepuff isn't the correct spot for you. Intelligence and wit are some more strong quality you have, but you don't belong in Ravenclaw. Are you sure you don't want to join your brother in Gryffindor? It is such a wonderful house and you would fit in well. You are brave, courageous, and a bit daring even-"

"No, not Gryffindor. I don't want to be there. I want to be different that the rest of my family. I want to prove myself to them and show them that I am not just some other Potter," I thought back to him.

The hat chuckled, "Prove youself, eh? You are rather cunning and ambitious. You also have some shrewd determination in you. Slytherin will suit you perfectly. But are you sure you want to defy your family? Become even more of an outcast?"

I thought about what the hat said. Do I want to be a Slytherin? Be even a greater outcast than what I was back at home?

"Yes," I thought back with determination, "I want to be a Slytherin. I want to break away from the family that thinks themselves as perfect. I don't want to be like them."

"Very well. I wish you luck, young Potter," the hat whispered. Then yelled out to the watching hall, "SLYTHERIN!"

The hat was pulled from my head and I walked over to the table filled with green. I sat down and was welcomed by many new faces that I would soon get to know.

I hope that I made the right decision because if I didn't I knew that I was pretty much screwed.

I awoke the next morning sweating and tangled up in my bed covers. I looked at my clock and saw that it was five in the morning. Two hours before classes started, but I knew that I wouldn't fall back asleep, so I got up and put on my robes.

Classes were going to be hell today.

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