The Christmas holidays came and went with me spending time with my family. I asked my cousin for an autograph for James and I got a brand new Gobstones set from Flo. I gave her an updated photo album of the last two years and a scarf that could change colours and patterns to match your outfit.

The only remotely exciting thing to happen this Christmas was that my cousin Donaghan, performed for the family with his band; the wierd sisters. They were surprisingly good and I captured a signed photo for James later. The band were surprised that they had already gotten a fan, they did only start at the beginning of the school year.

I signed as I ate some turkey, it tastes heavenly. 'This is so goood.' I moaned cutting myself some more. The Great Hall was full of gossip from the Christmas holidays, I could hear a group of sixth years near us talking about their classes this morning, I rolled my eyes.

'Calm down there.' Flo says pouring some gravy. 'Now, according to our study planners, we have to start studying for OWLS.' The group of sixth year Ravenclaws hears this and nods in approval. Flo smiles brightly.

'Nooooo.' I mutter with a mouth full of turkey. 'Studying sucks.' I whisper in case anyone from Ravenclaw heard. They'll pounce on you like a cat and tear you to pieces of you complain about studying.

Flo nods. 'We can be the studying sucks society.' She looks of at the hufflepuff table. 'The S.S.S. We need more members.' Flo turns back to me. 'We could ask Rodger to join.' She gives me a hopeful look. 'You remember Rodger, Rodger Ackerman, I was in the library with him when you were visiting Remus in the first few weeks.'

I frown. 'Isn't he a bit boring. We need this society to be as lively as possible.' I look over at the hufflepuff table, there sat Rodger Ackerman with his friends, his boring brown bland hair was a bit lightly than mine. He gave me a smile when he saw me looking.

'I guess he's nice.' I say looking back at Flo. Her face has gone red and she's really concentrating on pouring the pumpkin juice. 'Rodger, huh?' I give Flo a bright smile.

'He's really nice and sweet in the library.' Flo mutters. She looks at me reassuringly. 'We would be a nice couple right?'

'Yeah.' I say. 'You go out. It's pretty cool.' I look at the Slytherin table. 'Past the oldest dashing Black now?' I grin and wink at Flo who groans. The hustle and bustle of the Great Hall surrounds us, bathing Flo in a caramel tinted light, her once blonde hair is a light honeyed colour and I can feel Rodger staring. Flo is very pretty.

'I was a young influential person in my youth.' Flo says. 'Sirius just happens to be one of the opposite sex that I adored for some time.' Her finger taps the hard wooden table.

I snort. 'Use a word stronger than adored then the sentence would be correct.' I could see a first year trying to bend a spoon backwards, his friends cheering him on.

I pointed it out to Flo. 'Ahh, remember when we did that? The memories of first year.' I wipe of an imaginary tear as Flo throws a pea at me laughing.

'Yeah I remember.' Flo gives me a wicked grin and eyes her spoon sitting on the side of her silver plate. 'Who can do it the fastest. Three, two, one, go!' She grabs her spoon and begins bending it backwards.

I grab the nearest spoon and start bending, the cool metal is slippery in my hands, after a minute I stop and show Flo the two red indents in my hand.

'Look why the spoon did to me!' I exclaim, holding my hand out. The tan from Mallorca was still there. 'I'm injured.' I place the spoon next to my plate again. 'Now my spoon is sweaty.'

'Oh no!' Flo says gritting her teeth, she playfully mocks me. Her face is narrowed in concentration as she looks down at the slowly bending spoon in her lap. 'Yes! I did it!' Flo holds the spoon up in the air. The head has been completely bent backwards. The sixth years who had once given Flo approving glances, looks disapproving at her. I make a face behind their backs, as Ravenclaws get older they generally get more stuffy. Flo and I made a pact in third year that we'll never turn out like that once a group of

'Flo, Flo, Flo.' I clap the table and point to the Gryffindor table. There the marauders were slowly rising to their feet and walking out the Great Hall. 'I still need to give James the autographs. This is the best time.'

'But I'm still eating.' Flo grumbles as she stands up.

'We can go to the kitchens later.' I swing my bag over my shoulder. 'Come on. We're losing them.'

Flo and I shove our way through the crowds of chatting students blocking the doorway of the Great Hall only to see the marauders disappear.

'They went this way.' I say, I know they went behind the mirror on the forth wall, one of the only secret passages I hadn't checked out since I knew that a portrait near it would report anyone who entered to the marauders, they reason? That I don't know.

Flo and I run up the grand staircase, jumping over the trick steps. Peeves floated behind us terrorising the hufflepuff first years throwing pencils at them, I waved my wand and whispered, 'waddiwasi.' All the pencils immediatly turn on Peeves who begins hollering, the first years cheer.

'Where did you learn that spell?' Flo panta as we run to catch them up. We cross a portrait of a knight who blew a raspberry at us.

'The Marauders. Remus invented it and I just knew.' We finally skidd to a point as we reach the mirror.

Flo eyes me uncertainly. 'They could be having this ultra secret meeting in their.' She looks around the empty corridor.

'No one is here.' I say and look into the mirror. 'They've all gone into dinner.' I look closer at the mirror.

'Great.' Flo says throwing her hands up. 'We're here for nothing.'

I frown. 'No, Flo. There's a secret passage behind this. But... There's something wrong with it.' I knock on it sharply and hear a muffled shout. 'They're spying on us!' I exclaim realising. 'They can see us through the mirror.'

I grab the mirror and swing it open. Inside there is room large enough to hold a meeting, James, Sirius and Remus sit inside staring sheepishly at us. I glare at them.

Suddenly a small pop is heard from behind Flo's shoulder, It's Peter. Flo gives a small scream.

He must have been following us as his animagus form. 'Peter stop being such a rat and following us!' I shout at Peter before I could stop myself, he squeaks.

The colour in James's face drop. I try to play it natural. 'Well, anyway.' I give a forced smile. Flo still stares shocked at Peter. 'I just came to give James this signed photo of The Wierd Sisiters.' I hand it to him awkwardly. When he doesn't take it I balance it on his shoulder.

'Why do you know everything?' Sirius says suddenly. His eyes stare at me sharply, déjà vu happens and I'm taken back to the time when he was accusing me of liking Regulus. 'You know things that other people don't.'

'I beg your pardon?' I ask weakly, my hand is clenched in fist, my nails digging half-moons into my palm.

'Do you mean becuase Sophie is in Ravenclaw?' Flo asks hesitently. She looks at her watch she doesn't have. 'We have to go anyway-'

'No!' James shouts. 'Seriously. How do you know these things.' He gestures with his hands.

'No one knows this place except us.' Remus says staring at me intensely. 'We asked a portrait to guard it. No one comes in except us and we haven't told anyone about this.' His hands fly over the place. 'No one knows this place. So how do you know it? Do you have inside information or something?'

'Inside information?' I scoff. 'What do you think I am? Dumbledores man through and through?' I raise my eyebrows.

'Well we don't know what to believe.' Sirius says. He runs his hand through his hair and scowls, marring his aristocratic features. 'You know things you're not supposed to know. Like, a moment ago. You knew Peter was a rat.' He pointed an accusing finger at me. I shook my head. 'Don't try and deny it. You could see it on your face.'

Flo had gone deathly still. She had always hated confrontations. 'Look, you're getting this all wrong. I don't know why you're so angry at Sophie. She just listens a lot.' Flo says, her arms circle my shoulders as she gradually begins to steer us away towards the mirror.

'You knew that I pranked Snape. In Dumbledores office last year, you shouted at me and said how could I betray Remus like that and let down James.' Sirius says, his voice is low but intense. 'You knew that James saved Snape. How could you know? None of us ever told you. I didn't mutter it to you as I ran away.'

James speaks up. The signed photo on his shoulder flutters down towards the cold stone floor. Remus pockets it. 'It's the little things like them. The offhand comments. Like whenever you visit Remus in the hospital wing-' Remus shoots a panicked look at Flo but she just smiles and shrugs. '-you always laugh at our inside jokes, as if you already know them.'

'And when we were talking about Remus accidently pranking McGonagall,' Peter pipes up, his hand fidgets in his lap, he doesn't meet our eyes. 'You talked about it as if you were there. You said things that even Remus forgot about, things that only we knew.'

The air is deathly silent, I can hear the mice scuttle in the darkness. I can't speak, my mouth is open but no words come out. Flo looks shocked, I grasp her wrist as I lifeline.

'In our detention last year.' Remus quiet voice cuts through the tension like a knife. The half-lit dimness causes shadows under Remus's eyes, he looks as if he just woke up from the dead. 'You knew that Professor McGonagall was coming even before I did.' He eyes me speculating. 'That's impossible.' He shakes his head, the light catches his hair, amber glows spark off as if his hair is on fire.

Sirius speaks again. It's like a constant battle, each boy is taking turns hitting me right in the heart. 'At Christmas when we were sitting on the steps. You knew Peter failed OWL potions. No one knows that except us, and we never told anyone. And don't say you heard us talking about it becuase we only talked about it one time and that was in the safety of our room. Also the Slytherin password,' Sirius throws his hand in the air. 'How did you know that? They told no one, no one what that password is. And you don't have a Slytherin friend, we've checked.'

'People have noticed Sophie.' James says. He messes his hair up. 'They know that something is wierd about you. You can't believe that people don't notice that you always know when a test is coming up, or the truth in the latest gossip. People are nosy.'

'You were asking around behind my back?' I say, looking at them incredulously.

Sirius holds his hands up in the surrender motion. 'We had to find out.'

'You still don't have a right to sneak about Sophie behind her back.' Flo says painstaking quietly.

'We didn't mean for it to blow up as big as this.' Remus says rubbing his eyes tiredly. 'We just meant to ask how you got this information. You weren't meant to be barraged with accusations. Sorry about that.'

'We think it's cool.' James says brightly. 'If you know everything you could help us with pranks and the such.'

I nod and look at Flo. 'Yeah, sure, I don't mind.' I smile and Flo looks relieved to be saved from this confrontation.

'Oh yeah.' James says suddenly, 'thanks for the autograph.' He gives me a roguish grin and a wink. How Lily Evens denies his advances I will never know.

—

I walk alongside Flo towards the Ravenclaw common room, it was a week until exams and everyone in Ravenclaw was furiously studying hard. Next to me Flo has her head down revising the theory of the silencing charm, I pull her away from bashing her head against a low column for the fith time, she continues walking, muttering to herself as her hand makes the wand movements. I mutter a sorry as she nearly pokes the eye out of a first year who soon scampers away.

'Flo. Come on. You know it all already.' I pull her out of the way of another Ravenclaw reading while walking. 'You are a walking hazard.'

Flo closes the book. And holds it tightly to her chest. 'We have one week left until exams. One week.' Flo lets out a big sign. 'It's also careers week. The career choices should be posted on the board. We have to hurry.'

Flo began to walk quickly, her long hair flying behind her back. I hurry to catch up with her, tucking my short brown choppy bob behind my ear.

'Why do you want to cut your hair?' I ask fingering my own hair. 'It's really nice.' I touch Flo's blonde flowing locks. 'It's so smooth.'

Flo shrugs. 'It's hard to manage.' She looks at my hair. 'I would like you hair. It's pretty cool.'

I roll my eyes. 'You can't do anything to it though.' I ruffle my hair up. 'It's like boys hair but longer.'

'How do you know if a nonverbal spell has failed?' The airy voice of the Ravenclaw eagle door knocker says.

The door opens and out steps Philip Edgecomb, dark circles underline his eyes and he looks stressed. He's got his nose in a book as well, studying for his seventh year final exams.

Flo catches the door just before it closes. 'Did you know the answer?' She says looking back at me while climbing through the doorway.

'No. You?' I climb in after her. The Ravenclaw common room was abuzz with fifth years all crowding around the notice board. I can see Eleanor talking excitedly with Hannah about new fashion styles, waving a Madame Malkins booklet around.

'Naw, didn't have a clue.' Flo replies. We shove our way towards the board and grab a bunch of flyers in the crowd. In the midst I can see that I'm down for a chat with Flitwick on Tuesday 9:00am. We then make our way towards a table on the edge of the common room.

'Look.' I say slapping a metal-charmer leaflet on the table. 'This was what you wanted to do last year.' In bold letters it said 'CREATE THE NEXT NEW MAGICAL INVENTION!'

'Mmmm.' Flo hums. 'I'm just looking at my choices.' She picks up 'SO YOU THINK YOU CAN BECOME AN UNSPEAKABLE.' Flo flicks through it and hands it to me. 'You might like this. It's about the department of mysteries.'

I read through the first line: There are four chambers a Unsqeakable can expertise in: the death chamber, the love chamber, the time chamber and the thoughts chamber.

I flip through the pages, there's not much information compared to the others. I'll ask Flitwick about it later, I shove it into the folds of my bag and move to pick up another one when someone taps me on the shoulder.

It's a third year, he gives one look at me before plainly saying, 'James Potter, Sirius Black and Remus Lupin are outside and want to see you.' He shrugs off. Flo and I raise an eyebrow at each other.

'Rude child.' Flo mutters, we make out way towards the wooden door.

I push the gold eagle knocker open and step out, carefully concealing the Ravenclaw common room. Outside James and Sirius look frantic while Remus looks relieved. As soon as James sees me he grabs my shoulders and shakes me.

'Urghhhh.' I groan. Remus shoves him off me and murmurs a sorry.

'Do we win the match tomorrow?' Sirius practically jumping says quickly. James rolls quickly on the balls of his feet.

'Do we?' James adds on looking hopeful.

'You mean the Gryffindor versus Slytherin tomorrow?' Flo asks, her eyebrow raised. James and Sirius nods eagerly while Remus puts his head in his hand and signs in embarrassment. 'It's just a match.' Immediatly Remus gives Flo a warning look. James and Sirius look ready to tear her to pieces.

'It's not just a match.' James says running his hands through his hair. 'This is the match that determines whether we are winners or losers.'

'And Burbage just predicted that Slytherin would win.' Sirius moans and throws his hands up in the air. 'It's so unfair.' Burbage is the new petty divination professor, the other one left from dragon pox.

'They won't.' I say, I don't really know, I just know it'll be a close match. 'Burbage was messing with you.'

Sirius and James hug each other in relief and clap each other on the back. Remus gives us a sheepish smile and holds James and Sirius by their collars.

'Come on. We're going and leaving the Ravenclaws in peace.' Remus says and starts dragging them away.

'Wait! Where's Burbages quarters?' Sirius shouts with a wicked look in his eye, James immediatly adopts it. Remus huffs. 'We just want to say hi.' Sirius says patting Remus's cheek. 'Don't you worry.'

'North tower. He's got a second room on the second floor though that no one knows about.' I give Sirius a wink. 'The password is Cassandra.'

I see Sirius and James nod at each other just as the door closes. Flo gives me a look, 'why do you always tell them whatever they want to know?'

I shrug. 'I like the results.'

—

'Hello Miss Tremlett. How has your morning been?' Proffessor Flitwicks squeaky voice comes at me from his desk as I take my seat opposite him. He hands me a choice of pamphlets to look at. It's 9:00am on a Tuesday morning and I'm nervous, tapping my foot on the floor lightly. Flitwick gives me a smile and sips his tea.

'Good. How has yours been?' I ask. I fold the corners of the pamphlets nervously.

'Good. Good.' He chuckles. 'You know what this meetings about I presume?' At my nod he continues and leans forwards, which is not much. 'Do you have any idea what you want to do when you're older?'

'Er-' I say, I pick out the Unspeakable and wandmaker pamphlets. 'I was thinking these, leaning more towards to Unspeakables though.'

'Oh.' Professor Flickwick flicks through the Unspeakables pamphlet. 'There doesn't seem to be much information here.' He then flicks through the wand making one, he chuckles in satisfaction. 'Ahh, this one is good. Now about the Unspeakables...' Flitwick shuffles through some papers on his desk. 'Lets see what I have.'

I wait patiently as he hops off his high stool. I give the air that he'd just left a bewildered glance.

'Don't worry my dear.' Came a muffled voice from underneath the desk. 'I'm just finding the Unspeakables files I had stored down here somewhere.'

I nod in relief even though Flitwick wasn't there to see it. I had Potions next, did I do my Potions homework. I dig frantically in my bag before I finally find it hiding beneath the stack of job pamphlets I had shoved in their earlier. I sighed in relief.

'The Unspeakables are very secretive, would you mind keeping secrets all the time?' Flitwicks muffled voice came out from under the desk again. I nod even though it was a rhetorical question. It's what I do every day not that he knows. 'Hmmm.' Flitwick hums coming up and hopping onto his high stool. 'Do you know which area of the Unspeakables do you want to go into?'

'The thoughts chamber.' I say, fidgeting around in my seat. Flitwick then proceeds to discard three-quarters of the sheets of papers that he had brought up to the desk.

'Oh. Is that the chamber that investigates thoughts and emotions?' Flitwick asks. I nod again. My voice doesn't seem to be working right at this moment. 'It's a very hard ordeal to go through to get excepted.' Flitwick says shuffling the rejected pamphlets into a pile. 'If you get excepted you'll have three years of training.' Flitwick looks at me over the top of his glasses and rubs his hands together. 'Would that be something you'd like to do?'

I shake my head. Yes.

'The last person to get excepted was...' Flitwicks hands drum on the old garnish wooden desk. 'Five years ago I think. You'll need a minimum of five NEWT all above exceed expectations, then you'll have three years of training to go through. Now where did I put your grades...'

Flitwick searches his desk, lifting up papers and essays. I catch a glimpse of the name Lily Evans with a big Outstanding next to it written in blue ink. He shuffles my files searching for the grades. 'With wand making you need quiet a lot of skill and dedication, usually people only go in if their family's in the business.' He says while looking underneath a bronze hollowed out tree carving, looking closer I realise the carvings on the trees were names.

'Well,' Professor Flickwick starts pulling out a sheet of paper. 'I'd advise NEWT Charms, Ancient Runes, Potions, Astronomy and Alchemy the Unspeakables.' Professor Flitwick looks at me over his glasses as he shuffles my files and finds my grades.

'Well, I know that all your grade are either exceed expectations or Outstanding do you'll get into all you NEWT classes.' Flickwick smiles at me. 'Keep up the good work. With Alchemy you can take it in sixth and seventh form if you'd like. It's fine if you want to change your career choice, come to my office anytime for a chat.'

Flitwick puts all my files away and nods at me. 'That wasn't as stressful as you'd thought wasn't it?' I shake my head. 'Off you trot. I think you have Potions.' I nod and walk out the classroom. My heart is thudding in my chest and my footsteps feel heavy as I make my way into the dungeons and sit next to Flo.

'How did it go?' Flo asks. She flicks her hair back and stirs the calming draught, leaning forward to read the textbook instructions.

'Good.'

—

The end of term feast is spectacular. Some seventh years are crying and promising to see each other at graduation. Flo and I are happily talking and laughing at the very far end of the table. Flo has done very well in her exams and so have I, I a,ready know that we both have Exceed Expectations or higher in everything. Right now Flo's talking to me about how Rodger asked her out which I've already heard a billion times.

I look over at the Gryffindor table where James and Sirius were fooling around with plastic spoons, Remus is talking with Lily Evens, I roll my eyes as James messes up his hair with a sneaky look in her direction. Peters trying to join in, waving his knife around like a madman. They're celebrating, they won the house cup after all, mostly thanks to the quiddich final when Geyffindor narrowly beat Slytherin.

At the Slytherin table I spot Regulus conversing quietly with Rosier. He doesn't seem happy about the house cup if the glares he's sending Sirius mean anything. Suddenly I know, I know what's going to happen this summer. I know what's going to happen in the a lack household, what terrible dark things will happen to Sirius if he doesn't bend down to the dark lord.

My knife slips out of my hand and drops with a clatter onto the floor, but with all the sound no one notices and I remain invisible. I gently pick it up, Flo not noticing that my face is white and my hands are trembling.

As we finish the feast Flo is still chatting, I see Sirius in the distance and I grab her shoulders.

'Flo. I need to talk to Sirius about something. Walk to the Ravenclaw tower without me.' I say, I look around and see Rodger. 'Walk with Rodger.'

I don't give her a second backwards glance as I sprint off to find Sirius. I catch him just as he's rounding a corner laughing with his friends.

'Hey.' I grab his shoulder panting. He turns around surprised. 'Sirius, I need to talk to you.'

'Er, yeah sure.' He waves his friends off, James and Remus looking at me concerned, Peter had already gone. 'What's up?'

'Are you going back home for summer?' I ask. My fingers fidget behind my back and I'm chewing the inside of my cheek. Sirius blew out his cheeks and sighed.

'I have to don't I.' He says miserably.

'No,' I shake my head frantically. 'No you don't. Sirius, please, please, please don't go home this summer.' I grab his arms and stare beseeching at him. 'Bad things will happen. Sirius they will force you to join the dark lord. Please run away, go somewhere, go to James's house. Please. Just don't go back home for the summer.'

Sirius stares at me weirdly. 'Look, I want to run away, but I can't, I have no money, I can't just relay in James parents to pay for everything.'

'You'll come across some money soon, your Uncle will see to it. Sirius, you don't know what they'll do to you, you have to run away as soon as possible.'

Sirius gently tugs my hands off his arms and smiles at me. 'Sophie, it's nice that you care. But, I'm fine, I can take care about myself. I'll leave at eighteen and find work somewhere.' He gives me a wolffish grin. 'See, I've got everything figured out, you've got nothing to worry about.'

I stare defiantly at him. 'Fine, don't listen to me. But, when you do run away-' Sirius rolls his eyes, 'make sure you still keep in contact with Regulus because when you're gone he'll be under a lot of pressure to be a death eater and you know where that'll lead.'

Sirius frowns and is about to speak when James comes along pulling Sirius in to talking excitedly about finding Snape or something, they round the corner and dissapear. I groan and bury my head in my hands, I haven't convinced Sirius to run away, at least he knows about Regulus though. A couple of students pass me and see me clutching my hair. I glare at them and run a hand through my choppy brown hair. He's going to in one hell of a summer.

I trudge defeatedly back to the Ravenclaw common room.

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Authors note.

Hey guys it's FanaticFudge. :) I forgot to mention what Sophie looks like, she has choppy brown hair, brown eyes, tall and has a average build. Flo has long blonde hair, blue eyes, a bit taller than average height and small slim bones. I was just wondering what do you think of this story? Thanks, Bye :)