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Sophie walked down the stairs to the kitchen, but stopped when she touched the doorknob. There were voices on the other side of the door. From the tone of the voices they were in a heated argument. Sophie pressed her ear against the door. She could hear Mr. and Mrs. Weasley’s voices.

"Arthur, I told you, they will know soon enough," Mrs. Weasley said.

"Molly, if we don’t tell them-"

"There is no sense in telling them now, they will just get freaked out-"

"They deserve to know, they knew him, and they were close to him!"

"I know they were, but there is no sense in warning them."

"Molly, If we don’t tell them-"

"If we tell them they will do something rash, and last time they heard that You-know-who did something they went and were almost killed-"

"If we don’t tell them then they will most likely be killed."

There was a pause; Mrs. Weasley seemed to agree with Mr. Weasley.

"Molly, they need to know that Hagrid was interrogated by You-know-who."

There was the sound of a glass being set in the table, a chair being pushed away from a table, and without listening to anything else Sophie pulled her ear away from the door and ran quietly to the stairs. She made it to the first landing when she heard the door to the kitchen open. She climbed the stairs as quickly as she could and closed Ron’s bedroom door behind her.

Ron, Harry, and Hermione were already sleeping and Sophie didn’t want to wake them up. She decided that she will wait until they were on the train to tell them what she heard. She walked over to the window and noticed the sky was lightening up with the morning sun. She sat on the window sill, and before she realized what happened she was asleep.

Ron was awoken by his mother yelling from the other side of his door, "KIDS, WAKE UP! WE HAVE TO LEAVE IN TEN MINUTES!"

Ron sat up, and looked around; Hermione pushed Crookshanks off the bed and Harry was slowly pulling the blankets off of himself.

"Do you two know where Sophie is?"

"No," Hermione said with a yawn.

Ron looked around his room. There was a black cat curled up on the window sill, its paws were orange except the front left one was still black and the tips of its ears were orange too. Ron walked over to the cat, and sat on the floor. He scratched the cat’s head behind its ears. The cat jumped down onto Ron's lap.

"Sophie," he said to the cat, "what are you doing?"

The cat looked up at him and meowed.

"You know I hate talking to you like this."

The cat jumped off of his lap. It changed into Sophie and she looked at Ron.

"What are you doing?" Ron asked again.

She looked away before saying, "It’s just," she took a deep breath, "this is our last year at Hogwarts."

He pulled her into a hug, "I know, but don’t get too sad about it."

They four of them lugged their trunks downstairs, Crookshanks walking along behind them. Mr. Weasley was waiting at the front door for them; he had a huge smile on his face, one of those I-did-something-I-shouldn’t-have-done smiles.

"What did you do this time?" Sophie asked.

"What makes you think I did something?"

"Remember the flying car, that toaster, that fork and knife, that-"

"Okay, okay," Mr. Weasley said, "I got a new car, but it doesn’t fly."

"Then what does it do?" Ron asked.

"It can drive itself," Mr. Weasley said proudly.

They loaded all five trunks into the car and they climbed in. Ginny and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley sat in the front while Ron, Sophie, Hermione, and Harry sat in the back. When they got to the station they only had a few minutes before the train left.

Harry, Hermione, Sophie, Ron and Ginny found an empty compartment and sat down, sliding the door closed behind them.

"I need to talk to you," Sophie said as soon as they were all sitting, "it is about something I heard last night. I heard Mr. and Mrs. Weasley talking in the kitchen last night. And…" she paused, "listen, Hagrid-"

The compartment door slid open and Neville was standing in the doorway.

"Hey guys, can I join you?"

"Sure," Ginny said before turning back to Sophie, "what were you saying?"

"Never mind, I’ll tell you later, I’ll be right back," Sophie said and she got up and let the compartment.

"Harry can you help me with something?" Neville asked after the door was closed again.

"What?" Harry said sounding slightly annoyed with Neville.

"Do you think you could help me get a girlfriend?"

"Sure, who?" Harry said not really paying attention.


"God damn it!" Ron said loudly before leaving the compartment, he shut the door so hard that the glass broke.

"What’s his problem?" Neville asked.

"Well," Hermione said pointing her wand at the glass on the floor, "Reparo, he and Sophie are going out now."

"They have been for a month," Ginny added.

The compartment door slid open again, Blaise Zabini was holding a stack of parchment for them to take. Harry took the stack of parchment and handed each to its rightful owner, except for the one for Sophie. Each of the pieces of parchment was folded in half, in red ink one side of Harry’s piece of parchment read:

Slug Club

Harry Potter

He unfolded his note, it read:

Harry Potter,

It would be an honor if you would please join me in compartment C in the front car.

Hoping to see you,

Professor Slughorn

"We’re back," Sophie and Ron were standing in the doorway.

"This is for you," Harry said handing Sophie her note.

She opened the note and read it quickly. She folded it up and put it in her pocket.

"Stupid Slug Club," she said as she sat down on the seat across from Harry, "I don’t see the point to this club."

"Well we should go to be nice," Neville said.

"We should be there soon," Ginny added, "he likes promptness."

"You guys go, I’ll be there shortly," Sophie told them.

Harry, Hermione, Ginny, and Neville left the compartment. Ron looked out the window, "Sophia, I don’t want you to go."

"Why don’t you want me to go?"

"I don’t know if I can trust Neville."

"But you can trust me," Sophie told him, "Neville being there shouldn’t change that."

"But he wanted Harry to help set him up with you."

"Ron, you can trust me. What would you think if I didn’t want you to do something just because Lav-Lav was there?" Sophie said laughing.

"Okay, okay, I get the point."

"But then again," Sophie stood up and walked over to Ron, then said jokingly, "Maybe I shouldn't leave my poor Won-Won by himself."

"Cut it out," he said, "you know I regret being with her, I almost ruined my chances with you."

"I will just stop in say hello, and leave, will that make you feel better?"

"Yes, yes it would."

"Good, cause I wouldn't want Won-Won to get nervous."

"Stop calling me that."

"I'll be back," Sophie told him trying not to laugh too much.

She kissed him and left the compartment, making her way to the front compartments.

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