The time leading up to the first wizarding war is a stressful and chaotic time for the whole world, but especially for the teenagers thrown into the mess who haven't even found out who they truly are yet.
Follow Sophia Emmett through her last few ye...
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The morning of the 2nd September shone brightly, and far too early in Sophia's opinion. Her fifth year was kicked off with a pillow to the face- courtesy of Lily- after she had simply ignored both her alarm clock and the other girls in her dormitory telling her to get up. After letting out several strings of curse words under her breath and dodging another pillow, Sophia had managed to haul herself out of the comfort of her four poster bed and the warm sheets and stumble her way through getting ready.
Once this task had been accomplished and the girls both wore their school uniforms and robes, they had been lured to the great hall for breakfast by the smell of bacon wafting throughout the castle, despite the fact that Sophia still felt distinctly full from the start-of-term feast the night before. Hogwarts food might be one of her favourite parts of the school.
As they entered the hall, the ceiling- that was bewitched to look like the sky outside- was bright with a few clouds dotted here and there, but not one of them was grey. Sophia spotted the other girls from their dorm and waved briefly to Marlene McKinnon, Dorcas Meadowes and Mary MacDonald before her and Lily took the closest free seats and landed in them as they began to fill their plates.
"Sophia, slow down!" Lily exclaimed once she caught sight of the 4 sausages, several rashers of bacon and pool of beans already on her friend's plate in the short amount of time that they had been sat there.
"Not a chance." Sophia protested as she cut up her sausage, "Knowing my luck I'll end up with potions first period, so quite frankly I need all the energy I can get."
"As a matter of fact, Miss Emmett, I believe you have care of magical creatures." The stern and clipped voice of Professor McGonagall spoke from behind Sophia and she turned around to smile charmingly at her head of house as she was handed her timetable.
"Thanks Professor." She replied, before turning back to Lily once the woman had moved further down the Gryffindor table, "See, I'll need all the energy for the walk there."
"You'll survive." Lily muttered to her friend quietly.
"Emmett! Evans!" Sirius Black announced, striding over to the girls, "Lovely to see you as always!"
"What do you want, Black?" Lily asked as she raised an eyebrow at the boy.
"Wow, so I can't even say good morning anymore?" He asked before smirking when the girls gave him incredulous looks.
"I don't think you've said good morning to us once in the whole 5 years we've known you." Sophia informed him as she carried on eating, no longer bothering to look in his direction.
"Fair point Emmett," he replied, "Anyway, Evans, James asked me to tell you that you're looking rather dashing this morning."
Sophia glanced a few metres down the table before hiding an amused smile as she witnessed Remus Lupin consoling a distraught and overly dramatic James Potter. She could faintly hear musings of, "he's said it all wrong," and "that's not how I wanted the compliment to sound."
