"Alright keep your hair on Ron," Fred rhymed with a roll of his eyes, but beamed down at Sophia straight afterwards. "You should see the state of Snape's office. George and I put a bunch of mixed potions into his cabinets. As soon as he opens it, he'll be every colour of the bleeding rainbow! But you didn't hear it from me."

"Oh yeah and who else would do such a thing?" Sophia muttered sarcastically while shoving her last spoonful of cereal into her mouth.

"What exam do you have today?"

"Practical Charms."

"I'll walk you there."

The two got up and made their way out of the Great Hall hand in hand. Professor Umbridge was too caught up in the amount of dungbombs and Fainting Fancies that were in her office to continue enforcing the eight inches rule on Sophia and Fred. They indulged in the moment of being able to be close to each other while turning down the last corridor that leads to Professor Flitwick's class. Sophia wasn't worried for Charms and with it being the practical was even better. She'd definitely get an Outstanding in this exam and let her continue it next year for her N.E.W.Ts'.

"I did it!"

Fred and Sophia turned around to the voice that came from behind them, seeing George sprinting down the corridor with a big smile on his face. His eyes twinkled proudly as he stopped in front of the two, heroically putting his hands on his hips as the two raised their eyebrows at his gum-hoe attitude.

"Did what exactly?" Sophia questioned first.

"I, George Weasley, asked Angelina Johnson out on a date!" he announced.

"Ooooo Georgie's got a crush," Sophia sang while shaking her shoulders to a tune that only she could hear. George didn't even blush from the teasing and looked straight to Fred who was the complete opposite to him, with his openly grumpy expression that was a result of his brother's success.

"Pay up dear brother of mine," George stuck his hand out with wiggling eyebrows and watched in glee as Fred began rummaging around in his trouser pocket.

"You bet on this?" Sophia looked between the two when Fred reluctantly slapped a pile of galleons into George's hand. "Do you two ever stop?"

"Nope," George answered and eyed the money in his hands, feeling at his best today. Not only had him and Fred successfully manipulated Snape's precious potions, he had asked out his seven year long crush and made fifteen galleons from his arch nemesis; his twin brother. After a moment of staring at the galleons in his hand, they suddenly became transparent before his eyes and eventually disappeared completely from his palm.

"Hey! This is Leprechaun Gold!" George cried and looked up to see Fred sprinting away from him, a puff of black smoke in the place of where he once stood. He was spotted turning the last corner of the corridor, leaving Sophia in a coughing fit from the black smoke that he had thrown before his departure. She looked around confused when she saw Fred was gone and jumped when George suddenly cried out. "Get back here you twit!"

George brushed past Sophia and sprinted after Fred, leaving the girl to sigh at the thought of those two being legal adults and will be out in the real world by the end of the week. She shook her head at their immaturity that she knew she loved and walked into her Charms class, seeing the desks pushed to the sides of the classroom to make space for the practical examination. Only four more to go, she said in her head. And I'll finally be done for the year.

It happened during the Defence Against the Dark Arts theory exam. Professor Umbridge stood on the raised platform in the Great Hall, watching like a hawk over the fifth years who worked surprisingly well on their exam papers. With a majority of them being part of Dumbledore's Army, they knew nearly everything on the exam parchment thanks to Harry's fantastic teaching. Students scribbled away with their quills and Umbridge's eyes would glaze over each and everyone of them, occasionally resting on Harry Potter for that one second longer. It was quiet and seemingly normal, pleasing the putrid Professor.

A small rumble echoed throughout the hall from outside the large doors. It disturbed some students and Professor Umbridge definitely heard it too, and it was the third rumble that made her start to strut down the aisle of desks with a stern look on her face. Sophia peaked over her shoulder from her exam to watch the woman open the large doors of the hall and poke her head out, looking for the culprit that would dare make any noise during her O.W.L exam. Sophia was confused at first just like everyone else, but soon realised who would disturb one of the most important exams at Hogwarts when a purple spark of light appeared in front of Umbridge's face, before flying into the hall and exploding into a rainbow of colours.

Oh no, Sophia thought. This is it. They're really going to do it now.

It was quiet again for a moment and Sophia exchanged a look with Hermione who sat diagonal to her. Umbridge looked around again and nearly fell to the floor when two distinctive redheads flew over the top of her head on their brooms, cheering loudly as they threw loads of colourful cylinders into the air. Parchments flew into up as the fireworks exploded into every colour you could imagine, the hall now becoming the biggest display of sparks anyone had ever seen.

"Oh Merlin..." Sophia muttered as she stood out of her seat, every fifth year doing the same while cheering and applauding for the two infamous Weasleys'. She watched as Fred and George weaved all around the hall on their brooms, throwing cylinder after cylinder behind them that would explode before their eyes. She caught sight of Fred especially throwing four small cylinders down when he passed over the heads of her, Hermione, Ron and Harry, the tiniest of sparks bursting in front of their eyes as their own little display. Sophia noticed that hers was the only one that exploded into little love hearts, bringing a bright smile to her face at his intentional thought.

"They're mad!" Hermione cried aloud.

"Yeah but brilliant!" Ron added with a large grin and was deeply prideful of his older brothers'.

"Ready?!" George called out from above to his twin, holding up the biggest cylinder of fireworks they owned. Fred gave him a thumbs' up and began soaring out of the room, leaving George to throw up the last firework and follow after him. The cylinder looked as if it would be just like the others they released, but formed into a gigantic dragon and gazed at Professor Dolores Umbridge who was shaking in her place in the aisle of desks. She began to run as the dragon chased after her, swallowing her whole in yet another explosion of sparks and colours that wouldn't dare to turn pink. That colour was now reserved for the putrid woman who had just gotten her arse served to her on her plate.

Sophia made sure that she dashed out of the hall faster than anyone else,leaving Umbridge in the dust while covered in smoke and black ash. She followed to where she knew Fred and George would go, running into the Entrance Hall and out to the courtyard where Fred had just lowered to the ground and stepped off his broom. He looked up immediately with his broom in his hand and grinned at the girl who was sprinting towards him. She launched herself into his arms with her cheeks hurting from her permanent smile, Fred catching her instantly and squeezing her tightly.

"Weasley! Weasley! Weasley!" most of the school had run into the courtyard and began hooting for the huge 'W' that was displayed in the sky from a special firework. Sophia pulled away from Fred yet kept her arms around the back of his neck, him doing the same with one of his hands placed on her waist. The two grinned at each other and both leaned in, kissing with so much glee that not even the whoops and wolf-whistles that came from the crowd got through to them. Fred lifted Sophia off the ground with ease and had half a mind to pull her on to his broom and soar off with George. But he knew she didn't want that and no matter how much he wanted to, he wouldn't force her to leave with him.

Fred lowered her feet to the ground and pulled away reluctantly, leaving a sweet taste on his lips from her cherry lip balm that he didn't even know she was wearing. He gazed down at Sophia with heart-shaped eyes, taking all of her in before he wouldn't be able to see her as frequently as he had been. Tearing his eyes from her for a split second, he saw Umbridge's short stubby figure exit out into the courtyard with Filch in toe. The woman and her pet began weaving through the applauding students towards him and Sophia, making him jump into action and take his final leave.

"Gotta fly love!" he positioned his broom for takeoff and left one more lasting peck on Sophia's lips. "Oh and did I mention I love you?!"

Fred soared with a cheeky grin into the sky to meet George in front of the huge orange 'W', disappearing into the clouds with an everlasting impression over Hogwarts. Sophia gushed at the sound of his last words and applauded along with the other students, sinking into the crowd so that she catch Umbridge's furious yet helpless face. She couldn't do anything now, the Weasley twins were gone. She had no power over them and wouldn't ever punish them again. Sophia felt satisfied as the fireworks continued even after the twins were gone; feeling like nothing could ever dampen her mood.

She felt a small commotion happen behind her, feeling feet slightly graze her calves as if someone had fallen over. She looked over her shoulder and saw Harry crumpled to the floor, looking spooked and shaking horridly. Her grin sunk away from her face and was replaced with a worried frown, suddenly forgetting all about her responsibility to stay away from Harry. She crouched down in front of him as Hermione appeared and did the same, knowing something was definitely wrong even from afar.

"Sirius," was all he said, eyes looking wide and full of fear. He jumped up from his fallen state and began to run back into the Entrance Hall, leaving the two girls to watch after him. They exchanged a look and Sophia quickly grabbed Ron's arm who was still applauding after his brothers', dragging him along with her and Hermione as they began to run after Harry.

"I saw him! Voldemort has him!" Harry yelled over his shoulder as he lead the three up the moving staircases. "They were in the room that I've been seeing in my dreams! He's looking for something and he's torturing Sirius for it!"

"Harry wait!" Hermione cried out and forced them all to stop on a particular staircase. "What if Voldemort wanted you to see this?"

"What do you mean?" Harry questioned hurriedly.

"I mean that what if he wants you to go looking for Sirius? It could be a trap," her reasoning was quite logical but Harry was having none of it.

"What so I'm just supposed to let him die?!" Harry retorted. "Hermione, he's the only family I have left!"

"We need to know for sure," Sophia spoke up, making their heads turn to her. "You can use the Floo Network in Umbridge's office. It's the only one not monitored by the Ministry right now. Find out if Sirius is at Grimmauld Place or not."

Harry was surprised to have Sophia actually speak to him and even look at him while she was doing so. Ever since his vision of Mr Weasley's attack, she had avoided him as if he had some sort of disease. She wouldn't look him in the eye and certainly didn't speak to him. It was actually quite refreshing to hear her voice again and see that her attention was solely on him much like it used to be before. Harry also appreciated her advice and gave her the smallest of smiles of gratitude, nodding at her suggestion.

"Right, let's go," Harry announced and continued up the stairs to make it to Umbridge's office that was in the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom. However, Sophia stopped in her place and let the three head off up the stairs without her. She made sure they had found their way into the right classroom before she turned on her heels and ran back from where they had just come from, making her way towards the Gryffindor common room.

She hastily gave the password to the Fat Lady and rushed through the portrait hole, thankful that the common room was empty. Everyone was still probably marveling at the firework display left behind by Fred and George, leaving Sophia unquestioned by people she knew on why she was in such a rush. She climbed the stairs up to her dormitory and rushed towards her trunk, skidding on to her knees in front of it. She ripped open the lid and plunged her hands into the pile of clothes inside, feeling the shape of the rolled up piece of parchment at the bottom. Sophia ripped it out and pulled at the handles to reveal the map that was filed with whispers that were in need of her attention.

After seconds of reading, Sophia dropped the map on to her thighs and breathed out a shaky breath. It was just like when she had last looked at her map. Only there was no Mad-Eye Moody imposter here to stun her. The stars were telling her once again that someone was going to die. They told her that an innocent yet falsely accused man was going to die at the hands of his family. That could only mean it was Sirius, but she didn't know who in his family would do such a thing. But that didn't matter right now as she knew had to do something. She had to find a way to tell the Order to try and prevent Sirius's death.