Professor Dumbledore emerged from the Entrance Hall and walked forward to the three women who stared at him with different expressions. McGonagall looked relieved and hopeful while Umbridge had pursed lips and looked ready for a fight.

"Minerva, if you'll please escort Sybil back inside," Dumbledore instructed softly and the said Professor took Trelawney back inside the castle. The man shot a smile to the weeping woman before turning back to the pink toad with a hard expression on his lined face.

"Dumbledore, might I remind you under Educational Decree-"

"You have the power to dismiss my teachers' yes, but that does not mean you can banish them from the grounds," Dumbledore's voice rose slightly with a hint of anger. The usually calm Professor seemed to find the situation inconvenient and a waste of his time. "That power resides with Headmaster."

"For now..." the woman nodded with her sweet smile and glanced at the watching students staring from the corridors. And with that, the woman walked around Professor Dumbledore and left into the castle. Dumbledore turned and followed after her in much more brisker walk.

"Don't you all have studying to do?!" the man announced on his way, making students rush away in fear of being personally confronted.

This run-in made the members of Dumbledore's Army only become more eager to come to lessons in the Room of Requirement. There had also been a mass breakout from Azkaban that was reported in the Daily Prophet, saying that it was the work of Sirius Black. This absolute drivel had made most people realise how corrupt the Ministry now was as it was obviously their influence over the newspaper that produced this barbaric story. This made students at Hogwarts start to ease off of Harry and believe his story of the return of You-Know-Who. Seamus was even seen now attending the DA meeting with Dean. But the news of the breakout had caused a hefty amount of speculation and fear in everyone. It made the DA lessons become more meaningful and important to attend.

"You need to think of your happiest memory," Harry instructed while walking around groups of students practicing. "Find it and hold on to it. It's the only way to make your Patronus take its full form."

Sophia watched around the room as Hermione conjured an Otter from her wand and Ginny conjure a horse that ran around the entire room. This motivated her to start thinking of a happy memory in order to conjure her own, raking through her mind vividly. She went through the memories she's had with her Father, like the Christmas she spent with him in his office in third year. But that somehow didn't feel strong enough. All of her past memories didn't seem to be strong enough as only a thin mist would flow out from her wand when she uttered the spell.

She then thought about one of the past trips to Hogsmeade when they first went to the Hogs Head. She remembered slipping on the icy hill and being caught by Fred before she fell, making him hold her close to him in fear of her doing it again. She then pictured George falling next to her and seeing him slide all the way back down the hill to the bottom, making her and Fred burst out into a contagious laughter. She concentrated hard on this memory and thought about what she felt at that moment as well as what she could see and hear. She felt the happiness and care-free attitude she had and remembered the sound of Fred's laughter in her ear, creating a bubbly feeling in a stomach that made her smile unconsciously.

"Expecto Patronum," she muttered to herself with a sway of her wand and out came a silvery figure. A large leopard began to prance majestically around the room looking on-guard yet relaxed while being surrounded by other Patronuses. Sophia beamed at the animal and caught sight of another animal cautiously walking over to stand in front of the leopard, bowing its head slightly and received a similar one from the feline. The two animals then began to playfully chase each other around the room, weaving through other Patronuses before eventually nuzzling heads in a sign of affection. The unlikely pairing confused Sophia once she realised the animal that wasn't her Patronus was in fact a hyena. She followed the mist that flowed off the animal and towards a familiar wand as well as a familiar redhead that wore a lazy smirk.

"What a coincidence," Fred smugly glanced at her. "Although I'm not sure if you should get the leopard. I think you're more of a bunny rabbit. You're not the hunter type."

"Oh yeah?" Sophia raised an eyebrow and lowered her wand, the leopard disappearing into a faint mist. "And I'm guessing you think you're the hunter type then?"

"Well I wouldn't say no," Fred lowered his wand as well with a shrug of his shoulders, faking a sheepish look.

"How about we try duelling and see who's the real hunter then," Sophia pointed her wand at him and prepared to stun him.

"Hey now love let's not get too ahead of ourselves," the boy nervously laughed and slowly covered her wand with his hand, pushing it down away from his chest. "That's not what this lesson is about."

Sophia rolled her eyes and smirked at his nervousness, starting to gather with everyone else who was standing in front of Harry, Ron and Hermione. The three stood there with proud looks and Harry took the initiative to speak for the three of them.

"Well we won't be seeing each other until after the Christmas break, but well done everyone," the boy was smiling modestly at them all. "Really great work."

"Merry Christmas Harry!"

"Thank you Harry!"

People started to leave the room while saying their farewells to Harry, thanking him for his brilliant teaching and encouragement. The DA had learnt more this year than they could ever have learnt from the rubbish textbooks Umbridge gave out. The fifth years would be well and truly set for their O.W.L's and the sixth years would be ready for their N.E.W.T's. Sophia was confident that she'd get at least an Exceeds Expectations in Defence Against the Dark Arts or maybe even an Outstanding.

While people left, Sophia stood in the middle of the room waiting for Harry who had gone to speak to Cho. The Asian girl was standing in front of the mirror that had been decorated by members of the DA and Harry joined her for a quiet talk. Sophia wanted to also talk to the boy about what he'll be doing for the Christmas break as her father would probably want her to stay at Grimmauld Place. She hadn't been able to send many letters to her father as Umbridge was now watching the owls and trying to find anything that could be useful to the Ministry. It was too risky to send anything to their home address, so she just hoped Harry would be going to Grimmauld Place so she could follow.

"We're gonna slip some Puking Pastilles into Umbridge's tea," Fred said into her ear while on the way out, holding a box of the Weasley's Skiving Snackboxes.

"Good luck with that," Sophia scoffed slightly with her arms crossed. Fred stuck his tongue out at her and she did the same, turning to leave afterwards with George. But Sophia's voice stopped him before he could get too far, making him turn back around with a questionable look.

"What did you... What was your happiest memory?" she asked while looking down at her shuffling feet. She had been wondering what everyone's happiest memory was to produce their Patronuses, including Fred's. She considered maybe it was when he swapped Ron's hot chocolate mug to the Nose-Biting Teacup two years ago or maybe finally buying the shop in Diagon Alley for their Weasley Wizard Wheezes.

"I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours," Fred negotiated with a soft smile. Sophia bit her lip but complied with a sheepish look.

"When George slipped on the hill on the way to the Hog's Head," she replied while holding back a laugh at the memory. "And when we didn't help him afterwards."

"Ah yes that was funny," Fred nodded with his own thinking look, smiling at the memory as well.

"So what was yours?" Sophia asked eagerly. She watched as Fred looked at her for a moment while saying nothing, making her nervous and anxious. But he soon smiled even wider before saying,

"When I saw you again after the summer holidays at Grimmauld Place."

Sophia dropped her crossed arms and felt admiration for the boy in front of her. He beamed at her genuinely and made her almost feel silly for having his brother slipping as her happiest memory. The way Fred was looking at her made her want to melt into a puddle as his dark eyes looked into her clear ones. Sophia's heart skipped every second beat as it swelled with happiness, wanting nothing more than to run over and jump into arms.

"It was between that and the time I grabbed your cute little bum in front of McGonagall," he shrugged with a smirk. Turning away from her thinking she was going to hex him when his back was turned, Fred was shocked to hear her call out to him again hurriedly.

"F-Fred!" she called and he turned back around, this time with raised eyebrows and an anxious look. He thought she was actually going to be offended at the idea of his happiest memory being something she was usually embarrassed about. He was about to take back what he said with an apology but wasn't able to get the words out before she spoke again in an equally as hurried tone as her last.

"I love you!" she rushed.

The girl went bright red once she realised she had cried her thoughts aloud and her eyes went wide in shock. Fred stood there just as shocked and only just kept hold of the box that was in his hands. The two's eyes stayed pined on each other with their lips parted, not expecting such a confession. Sophia was pondering frantically whether to take it back at the state of her boyfriend, seeing him be so surprised made her believe it was too soon to admit such a thing. Ignoring the aching feeling that took over her whole body, she fiddled with her wand and cleared her throat shakily.

"I-I'm sorry-" she started.

"I love you too Soph," Fred stopped her and smiled softly. Sophia halted her fiddling and stared back at Fred in another state of shock. His eyes sparkled from within and displayed his lop-sided grin with fireworks going off inside his stomach for the billionth time in his time of knowing Sophia. Just saying the words had made Fred realise just how much he adored his girlfriend and finally put it into perspective. He loved her. And she loved him too.

"Y-You do?" Sophia cautiously made sure. She couldn't believe her ears. As soon as the words had left her mouth, she was sure he would reject her and retract back into his shell that was his safe zone. Fred was flirty of course but was he affectionate in a way that was love? All the doubt she once had slowly diminished at his truthful confession and couldn't help the weakness that occurred in her knees.

"Of course I do," Fred nodded. "Otherwise I wouldn't do this."

Fred pulled his wand out at the speed of light and non-verbally shot a spell towards her. Sophia's Hogwarts skirt flew up from the levitation spell as if a strong gust of wind had suddenly swept by, showing off the tops of her thighs and her plain black underwear. She squealed loudly and forcefully pushed her hands down on to the material, forcing it back to cover herself while going as red as a Beetroot.

"FREDERICK WEASLEY I'M GONNA MURDER YOU!" She shouted as she sprinted after the boy who had run out of the room laughing hysterically. Luckily for Sophia, Cho and Harry were the only ones left in the room and had been too immersed in a kiss to notice her underwear.