"Ronald refuses to believe so," Ginny pulled away and glared playfully at her brother who pulled a face behind Sophia's back.

"You can show Sophia to her room then you two. Up you go!" Molly started to usher the three towards the stairs as she pulled out a hand towel from the apron she had around her waist. "We'll bring up your trunk later dear."

"Well then I'll say goodbye for now-" Remus started and turned to Sophia, only to see her already walking away with Ron and Ginny. He knew she heard him but was childishly ignoring him because of something she still didn't understand. He watched as Sophia continued up the stairs without even looking back at him and felt the stares of the Weasleys' and Sirius burning into his side. With a deep frown, he turned to face these stares only to despise the pitiful looks he was receiving.

"She'll understand soon," Arthur spoke up first with a reassuring nod. "When she's ready."

Remus said nothing but nodded back. Upstairs, Ginny lead Sophia into a room with Ron following close behind. The room had three single beds inside and the same dreary curtains and wallpaper that Sophia saw downstairs. A window was open in the furthest corner of the room in attempts to air out the stuffy smell that you couldn't help but notice when stepping inside. Sophia was looking around at the corners of the ceiling at the mouldy paintwork only to be enveloped in a hug that surprised her enough to make her stumble backwards.

"You're finally here!" Hermione cried as she squeezed the stumbling girl. Once Sophia did realise it was only her best friend, she embraced her just as tightly with a remembrance of how nice it was to have friends again. Despite their lack of communication, it felt like she had just gotten back from seeing all these people the previous day.

"How are you? What's Lupin been saying?" Hermione jumped right into questioning once she pulled away, staring intently at the girl who looked between the three people with a hint of a laugh.

"My dad? He's said squat to me," she bitterly replied, making all three of her friends recoil instinctively. "No letters or anything. This is the first time I've been out the house all summer."

"Yes well..." Hermione stopped for a moment to exchange a look with Ron. "We've all been told not to contact you or Harry. We wanted to though! Really!"

"Harry?" Sophia repeated. "Is he here too? Surely Sirius would have him living here now if he's as concerned about his safety as my dad is about mine?"

It went silent with the Weasley children and Hermione shrugging with uninformed looks. Sophia was hurt to hear that they were told not to contact her throughout the holidays. It added to the isolation she had been feeling even though they really did want to write to her. She went to ask further on what she had seen in the kitchen of the house when she first arrived, when she heard a loud pop from behind her, making her whip around only to be crushed in the sixth hug of the day. And this one was by the far the best and most relieving.

"Thought we heard you Soph," George's voice reached her ears but she ignored it as she hurriedly wrapped her arms around Fred's middle and buried her face into his shoulder. Fred silently hugged his Girlfriend so tightly that he thought they would eventually merge into one, finally destroying his constant worry of her current state. This summer had been agonising for him as much as it was for her. Although he was allowed outside of The Burrow, it wasn't as much of a relief as it would be to receive a word of news from the Lupin residence.

"Right then, I'll wait," George said again as he crossed his arms over his chest with his wand still in his hand. Sophia forced herself to pull away from Fred for a moment, grinning up at her Boyfriend with as much glee as she could muster. The boy returned the grin wordlessly and reluctantly let her hug his brother, who happily hugged her back when finally getting her attention.

"Sorry Georgie," she mumbled.

"That's alright. I think Freddie would have hexed me into an oblivion if I had been the one to get the first hug," the boy joked once he let her pull away from him. She couldn't help it as she turned away from George with a smile, meeting eyes with the other waiting twin.

"You cut your hair," was the first thing she said to him.

"I did," both Fred and George said, making Fred glare over the top of Sophia's head at his brother. Shaking his head as George went to sit on the edge of the closest bed, Fred looked back down at the girl he had been yearning to see only to be overwhelmed with the fact of her actually being there.

"Thought you'd at least do something with your hair," Fred teased with his hand reaching over and taking hold of a piece of her brown locks between his fingers. "Mum eventually forced us to let her cut all of our's off."

"It looks nice," Sophia beamed at the sight of his now short orange hair. Much preferring this style, she just couldn't help but smile up at him as if he was the only thing that had ever caused her happiness. Fred displayed his classic lopsided smile and wrapped his arms around her petite shoulders, pressing his lips to her forehead as he pulled her into another warm hug. Sophia indulged in the feeling of being against her Boyfriend again, wishing to just stay in the position until they had to leave for Hogwarts in three weeks. But judging by the looks that she could see they were getting from Ron, Ginny, George and Hermione, she knew they would have to postpone this moment for later on when they were alone.

"So what's been happening?" she asked openly. Fred let her walk away to sit next to George on the dark purple covers of the bed. But it didn't take long for him to follow her and take the place next to Sophia, taking hold of her hand that was lying on her thigh. Enlacing their fingers, their attention turned to Ron who decided to answer the girl's previous question.

"You... haven't been reading the Prophet have you?" he judged her confused expression that didn't seem to know what he was talking about.

"No, my Dad wouldn't let me," she tried her best to hold back the bitter tone this time.

"Basically the Ministry's gone rogue," Ginny spoke next. "They think Dumbledore's gone mad for believing Harry about You Know Who being back. They're trying hard to cover up any of the happenings that have been proved to be related to Death Eaters' and the Dark Arts in general."

"Harry's also been made out to be a joke too," George continued. "Fudge has been blaming on all the recent disappearances on Sirius Black."

"People have been disappearing?" Sophia repeated in shock. She had been in the dark for so long that she hadn't realised that the Wizarding world has been turned upside down. Everyone in the room nodded at her question and Sophia felt Fred's hand squeeze her own in a form of reassurance. Even though she felt ten times better to be surrounded by her friends rather than being cooped up in her house, she almost didn't want to hear all this bad news. She thought things could finally return to how it was before the supposed return of You Know Who.

"So why are we here then? I didn't know Sirius even had a house," Sophia decided to try and stray away from the big news. This seemed to ease the tension in the air and the three left standing took seats around the room to make the conversation much more casual.

"Its headquarters for the Order of the Phoenix," Ron stated with his own hint of amazement of the place. "Dumbledore formed it back during the first Wizarding war. Meant to fight back against You Know Who and his followers."

"That's how Mum and Dad knew your dad," Fred informed from next to her. "Apparently they all knew each other before we were all born."

"So my dad's apart of it? Who else is in it?" she asked.

"Loads of people," Ginny butt in. "Even Mad-Eye Moody is a part of it."

Sophia unconsciously felt the shiver that ran down her spine at the sound of the man she had associated with her last year's bad experiences. She had been having various nightmares of the visage of Moody throwing her into that steep chest, leaving her there to rot. Now that he would be in the same house as her, she would need to work on disassociating the man from these bad thoughts. She had to remember that it was Crouch that did that to her, not the man who had been left at the bottom of the same chest for a year.

"And you two passed your Apparation tests I see," Sophia turned her head to look at both Fred and George next to her, who still had their wands in their hands from their previous entrance. The two beamed at the mention and went to raise their wands and apparate away, Fred's hand still clenched in her's when she cried out,

"No wait-"

But it was already too late as she felt the familiar stretching and compressing feeling, before stumbling to the floor with another wave of nausea. She didn't bother to take notice of the room she was now laying on the floor of as she shut her eyes in order to internally ease her lurching stomach. Fred and George looked down at her with smirks on their faces, wands still in hand as if they were ready to do it again at any moment. Sophia didn't need to ask who's room they were in as she was greeted by the familiar sight of clothes littering the floor once she had opened her eyes at last.

"Feelin' a bit pukey there Lupin?" Fred poked fun at her. Sophia mustered up her best glare as she eventually got to her feet with a deep sigh, the last wave of nausea finally passing out of her system.

"If you two do that again, I'm gonna-"

"You'll what? Hex us? Like to see you try as a fifteen year old," George mocked while jabbing the end of his wand into her side, making her squirm away with another glare.

"Georgie I think they're having another meeting downstairs," Fred suddenly looked up at his brother with a knowing look, to which the boy immediately caught on to.

"Off I go then."

George clenched his wand again and suddenly popped out of sight, leaving just Sophia and Fred now alone in the room. This made Sophia turn her full attention to the boy who had put his wand in the back pocket of his jeans and opened his arms wide, raising his eyebrows at her with a look that said 'bring it in'. She rolled her eyes but stepped forward to reach her arms to wrap around his neck and immediately press her lips against his. Fred's arms found their way around her waist and kissed the girl back, sighing internally at finally being able to snog his girlfriend. With as much passion as the two could muster, the kiss turned into a full out French kiss with Fred's tongue easily slipping into her mouth and relieving the two from their long separation.

Sophia was the first to pull away and Fred obviously didn't want this judging by the fact that his lips attempted to follow after hers after they'd separated. He quickly went to engage in another session when she laughed lightly, turning her head to the side to stop him.

"Fred!"she squealed when his lips decided to attach to the side of her neck instead, her cheeks turning a bright pink as his arms stayed tightly secured around her middle to stop her moving.

"Come on love, I haven't seen you in yonks," he mumbled against her skin, tickling her and causing her to giggle girlishly. She didn't expect Fred to suddenly start to suck on her tender neck and leave sweet kisses around the area that now was displaying a deep bruise. An audible gasp left her lips and she forcefully pushed herself out of his hold, clamping her hand over the mark he left.

"Frederick Weasley! Did you just give me hickey?!" she shouted with wide eyes. She was answered by the proud smirk the boy wore as he stared back at her, a cheeky glint shining in his deep brown eyes.

"Should of just let me kiss you again huh?"

Sophia groaned and thought about the questions she's now going to get from everyone in the Black residence. Fred didn't seem bothered by this, as usual, and just sat down on his bed that was closest to the window on the far side of the room. Sophia watched as he shuffled into the middle of the mattress before gesturing for her to come over with a pat of the space in front of him. Biting her lip, Sophia walked over and settled herself in between his legs that he graciously stretched out across the covers. She leaned back against his front and indulged in the feeling of his arms wrapping around her middle and his face snuggling into the crevice of her neck.

"It's been tough you know," he murmured against her skin. "Not being able to write to you. Mum went mental when she saw me first trying to send you a letter."

"Can we not talk about it please?" she stopped him and cupped his jaw when he raised his face from her shoulder. "I'm already fuming at my dad for keeping me in the dark. Let's just... talk about something else."

"Okay," Fred replied softly and smiled at her from his spot. "What do you want to talk about then?"

"I saw Harry give you his tournament winnings," she exclaimed. She had seen Harry hand over the huge sack of money to the twins before they all went their separate ways at King's Cross Station last year. She had meant to mention it to them as well as Harry in letters over the holidays but that obviously never happened.

"Yeah we've invested it all in a place in Diagon Alley," he beamed excitedly.

"Already? Do your parents know?"

"Pfft of course not," Fred laughed. "Mum would go mad. We've made up some of our Skiving Snackboxes to advertise this year at school. Got to make the most of it as we'll be off at the end of the year."

"Yeah... I forgot about that..." Sophia's tone dropped considerably followed by her expression. Fred and George had mentioned to her on the way home on the Hogwarts Express last year that they plan to open up their joke shop after their schooling. And with them now being in their seventh year that would mean this would be their last year at Hogwarts. Sophia hadn't considered what it would be like without them at school. She hadn't thought about all the Hogsmeade weekends she wouldn't be able to attend with Fred or the continuous jokes the two always made whenever they could.

"Please don't be sad Soph," Fred's voice reeked of guilt and worry, something he seemed to now constantly associate with Sophia. "I already feel awful enough about leaving you this year."

"I know I know..." she sighed and attempted to display her best smile. "We still have this year though right?"

"Right you are love," Fred smashed a huge kiss against her cheek with a loud 'mwah!' noise. "And we won't be just walking out that hall like normal people. Oh no, we're going out with a bang."