(Is this gif not Sophia and Fred?)

The journey on the Hogwarts Express had a different air to it than it's previous years. Harry had been left to sit with Luna Lovegood and Neville Longbottom in a compartment because Hermione and Ron had become Prefects (Ron was quite a surprise to everyone) and had to do runs up and down the train. People had already started sending him looks when on the platform as well as on the train itself, whispering amongst groups about 'The Boy Who Lies'. Sophia had noticed that Harry kept his head down in attempts to avoid these stares and whispers. This made her feel empathetic towards him and was going to go and sit with him so that he wouldn't be with people he didn't know too well, but was pulled by Fred into another compartment before she could make a move. Fred and George wanted Sophia there to explain to Lee some of the ideas that she had mentioned for new products.

"We're thinking of the name Wonder Witch for all the girly stuff," Fred announced to their dark-skinned friend.

"Maybe even with Love Potions," George added with a cheeky smile.

"What? You didn't tell me about Love Potions," Sophia piped up with a confused look.

"Yeah it's kinda like Amortentia," Fred explained to Sophia. "Infatuation and stuff."

"I don't know if I like the idea of that," Sophia said suspiciously. "I mean I would be humiliated if you slipped me a Love Potion."

"How do you know he hasn't?" Lee asked with a smirk. Sophia glared at him and continued to send one to both Fred and George, who were silent with their own smug grins.

"Pfft like you would," she scoffed. When no laughs or signs of denial came from the three boys, Sophia started to get nervous and looked frantically between them before landing solely on Fred next to her. "W-Would you? Fred?"

The three seventh years broke out into laughter eventually and caused Sophia to sigh in relief. For a moment, she truly thought Fred had slipped her Love Potion in order to get her to like him. She would deny this immediately if ever asked but she couldn't help but fall for the tricksters convincing silence. Fred slithered his arm around Sophia's waist for good measure and pressed her against his side with his beaming grin.

"Don't worry love, I'm not that good at potions," he laughed and reached into his pocket to pull out a sweet, holding it out to his girlfriend. "Care for a Canary Cream?"

They reached Hogwarts and dressed in their robes, anticipating the Welcoming Feast with hungry stomachs. Sophia followed Fred, George and Lee into the horse-less carriages and were able to see the familiar castle of Hogwarts soon enough. The four walked into the Great Hall and Sophia took a seat next to Fred and George, while Lee sat opposite them next to Angelina Johnson. Everyone was looking along the teachers' table to see the new line up for the year, and was surprised to see Hagrid was absent and a new face was there. A small pudgy woman was sitting among the teachers absolutely covered in pink from head to two. She had a permanent sickly smile on her face as she gazed over the students faces as if analysing them like a some sort of machine.

"I want to borrow her cardigan," George joked and caused a few laughs from his surrounding friends, all knowing exactly who he was talking about. Professor Dumbledore rose to his usual podium, causing all students to silence themselves for his usual welcoming speech.

"Welcome to another magic-filled year at Hogwarts," he greeted with his same small smile. "Before we indulge in our magnificent feast, I must remind you of our usual rules of the third-floor and the Forbidden Forest being out of bounds to all students. And Mr Filch would like me to remind you of no magic being used in the corridors as well as the banned use of Fanged Frisbees and Nose-Biting Tea cups. There has also been a change to our staff this year, as Professor Grubbly-Plank will be taking the place of Professor Hagrid in the Care for Magical Creatures."

A light buzz erupted from the students about the sudden absence of Hagrid, especially from the Gryffindor table. Harry, Ron and Hermione had always had a close relationship with the half-Giant and hadn't ever had an unexplained absence from him. Sophia exchanged a small look with Fred next to her before turning back to the Headmaster who called for their attention once again.

"And our position for The Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher has been filled by Professor Dolores Umbridge," he motioned towards the woman clasped in pink at the teacher's table. "I hope you will join me in wishing the Professor good luck. Now on to Quidditch tryouts, they will be held-"

A girlish 'hem hem' rang from behind the Headmaster and it was heard by most of the school. The man stopped his speech and turned to the woman who had dared to interrupt him, being as it was something that had never been done before during his speech. The woman in pink named Umbridge stood from her chair and walked around the table towards the podium where Professor Dumbledore stood. Silence rang through the school as the woman's short heels echoed on the wooden floor, opening her mouth to speak with her sickeningly sweet voice.

"Thank you Headmaster, for those kind words of welcome," she spoke with her fake smile. "And how lovely to see all your bright happy faces, smiling up at me."

Sophia had the audacity to look around her at the students she could see who definitely were not smiling before turning back to the Professor with a strong urge to laugh. The woman had caught this action among the many students and kept her smile, yet had an evil look in her eye when she settled on the freckled girl.

"I'm sure we're all going to be very good friends," the woman said again.

"That's likely," Fred and George simultaneously mumbled, causing the woman to once again look at the Gryffindor table with a pointed look and wide smile. Never the less, Professor Umbridge continued with her speech that even Dumbledore was getting agitated at from his place at the podium.

"The Ministry of Magic has always considered the education of young witches and wizards of vital importance. Progress for the sake of progress must be discouraged. Let us preserve what must be preserved, perfect what can be perfected and prune practices that ought to be... prohibited," Umbridge finished with another girlish giggle before making her way slowly back to her seat at the teacher's table. Professor Dumbledore started the soft applause that barely was followed by particular students and teachers. Most didn't know what to say or do after the what seemed like an actual drivel of a speech.

"I'm confused..." Lee spoke up while Professor Dumbledore continued to go over some more rules, now uninterrupted.

"What an absolute toad," Sophia stated. "Another year of hating Defence Against the Dark Arts."

"She can't possibly be a Death Eater though," Fred mentioned. "No one would ever want to take the form of that."

Getting to the common room that night had the same air that was present on the Hogwarts Express. Fred leaned against the back of the sofa with Sophia standing between his legs, surrounded by other Gryffindors who were all talking about Harry Potter and his allocations about You-Know-Who. They didn't hold back behind the walls of the common room, saying aloud of their opinions and how they agree with the Daily Prophet. Fred had to physically keep his hands on Sophia's sides to stop her from clobbering Seamus over the head for his loud and unwanted opinion.

"Calm down love," Fred said in a quiet voice yet with a hint of his own annoyance. "You know what the Prophet's like and how stupid people can be."

"But it's wrong Fred! I can't just ignore it!" Sophia hissed through gritted teeth, glaring at Seamus who was sat with Dean across the room. Fred sighed and just focused on wrapped his arms around her petite waist to stop her from leaving his sight. Who knows who she'd hex at this point.

Harry suddenly appeared from the portrait hole and initiated a silence throughout the room. Heads turned and watched as the topic of their previous conversations kept his head down and headed towards the stairs that lead to the boys' dormitory, catching sight of Dean who was sitting the closest to him at that moment.

"Hey Dean, good holiday?" he asked with a hidden tone of what could only be taken as sinister and bitterness.

"It was alright," the boy nodded with what was actually a sincere look. "Better that Seamus' anyway..."

"My Mam didn't want me to come back this year," the said boy stood from his seat after he threw down a familiar edition of the Daily Prophet. Sophia watched over her shoulder as Harry turned to look at Seamus who stood in front of him with a confronting stance.

"Oh yeah? Why is that?" Harry already seemed to know the answer and was visually getting angrier and angrier by the minute.

"Let me see uh 'cause of you," Seamus spat. "The Prophet's been saying a lot of things about you Harry. About Dumbledore as well."

"And your mum believes them?" Harry spat back.

"Well nobody was there the night Cedric died."

"Well maybe you should read the Prophet then like your stupid mother, it'll tell you everything you need to know," Harry now looked furious and made everyone's breath hitch in their throats.

"Don't you dare talk about my mother like that!" Seamus pointed harshly at Harry who just glared back at him with anger that Sophia had never seen him show before.

"I'll go up against anyone that calls me a liar!"

Ron entered the room and immediately defended Harry, soon following him up to the boys' dormitory with the last word of the argument. Sophia was glad that someone chose to defend him publicly, feeling awful that she couldn't do the same. Her kidnapping hadn't been found out by the vial Rita Skeeter and was luckily left between Dumbledore, McGonagall and the people who saw her at the hospital wing that day. She was specifically instructed by her father to not mention anything about the fact of You Know Who being back as it will present un-needed suspicion from people who weren't trust-worthy. She didn't plan to follow her father's rules completely but Fred so far has been able to do it for her, restricting her in this situation for example.

"Merlin Harry's about to lose it," George spoke up once the chatter had started again in the common room. Fred said nothing with pursed lips, eyeing Sophia who kept her gaze on where Harry and Ron had just left to. When he felt her suddenly start to pull away from him and start towards the stairs, he stood up to his full height and pulled her back with a squeeze of her sides.

"No no don't, just leave it," Fred urged and looked down at her frustrated face. "He'll cool off. It's not you responsibility-"

"But I knew Fred," she whispered between them and them only. "I knew what would happen to Cedric... and I still couldn't do anything..."

"Please don't do that," Fred leaned down to catch her now watering eyes, his tone pleading softly. "You know you couldn't have done anything. Didn't you say you can get into trouble for interfering with stuff like this?"

"Yeah but..." Sophia trailed off. She looked down from his eyes and started to fiddle with the end of Fred's Hogwarts jumper, forcing her unreleased tears back into her system so he wouldn't see. Fred sighed audibly and knew he was right even though he didn't want to be. He had feared all Summer that Sophia would be in a constant state of asking 'what if's' because of Cedric's foreseen death.

"Look maybe its best you stay away from your map again," Fred glanced around the room wearingly. "It'll stop any urges to change things. That's how you dealt with it during the tournament right?"

Sophia wordlessly nodded and continued to fiddle with the end of his jumper, not wanting to meet his eyes. He was now reminding her of her father with his helpful suggestions that she didn't like. The only difference was that he couldn't lock her in her own house for an eternity.

"I'm only thinking of you love," Fred hooked his forefinger after her chin and gently pushed her head up to make her meet his eyes. "I don't like seeing you like this. Stay away from the map from now on okay? It's safer that way."

When Sophia reluctantly nodded again, it made Fred lean down and press a soft against her forehead, cuddling her against his chest afterwards. Sophia agreed in her head that it would cause her a lot less stress if she just didn't look at her map and be as clueless about the future as everyone else. It caused less suspicion and made her feel and seem like a normal Hogwarts student. This year was going to be all about not drawing attention to herself and getting on with her studies. Hopefully.