Sofia's Story- Order of the Phoenix

It is Sofia's second year at Hogwarts and Voldemort has returned. Things are about to change at Hogwarts, and Sofia must prepare to face her fate.


16. Summoned by Voldemort

Harry had announced that he had found a place where they could study Defense Against the Dark Arts. Sofia was supposed to meet him and the other interested students in a little while.

She had been getting ready to go meet Luke, when her tattoo began to burn red. She left the castle as quickly as she good, and barely managed to pass into the edge of the Forbidden Forest before she transformed. 

She was running across the countryside, trying to fight back. She did not want to go. She wanted to be anywhere else, doing anything else. Then she thought about Mathias and Daniel, and her duty to protect them. She gave in to the pulling, and found herself traveling faster across the country. 

It seemed only moments later when she was transforming again in the dining room of the Malfoy Manor. 

Voldemort was standing by the fireplace, stroking a huge snake that sat on top of the mantle. He was muttering something in a language Sofia did not understand. She could tell by his tone though, that he was angry. 

"Miss Adema, I have become aware that Sirius Black is hiding at the headquarters of the Order. Do you know where this is?"

Sofia did know, but she was not the secret keeper, and therefore could not reveal it to him. 

"I do."

"Where is it?" He hissed, turning his red gaze to her. 

"I cannot tell you."

She hardly had time to duck, as Voldemort flicked his wand and a bolt of red came flying towards her. She dropped to the floor, covering her head as the curse hit the wall behind her. 

"That was an order," he snarled, causing Sofia to shiver as she cautiously stood up again. 

"My Lord, the location is hidden by the Fideilus Charm. Even though you command me to tell you, I am not the secret keeper and therefore, am unable to tell you."

Voldemort hissed something to the snake, and it rose up. It began to slither down the fireplace. It crossed the room towards Sofia, then slid out the door behind her. 

"Who is the secret keeper?" Voldemort asked in a calmer tone. 


"Of course, who else to trust but the wise old fool? Tell me, how did you come to know of the location?"

Sofia thought back to a trip she had taken there with her parents at the beginning of the summer. 

"I went with my parents once at the beginning of the summer."

"And you did not think to tell me?" Voldemort snarled. 

Sofia bowed her head, hoping to show a bit or remorse, though she felt none. Before she could speak, Voldemort had raised his wand and she was thrown back against the wall behind her. She managed to hold out her arm as she crashed to the ground, and she heard a sickening crack as pain shot up her wrist. 

"Do not try and hide your thoughts from me. I see everything. I know everything."

Except the location if the headquarters of the Order, Sofia thought. 

A well aimed curse hit Sofia's back as she lay on the ground, and she let out a scream of pain. 

"Enough!" Voldemort shouted. "You are a disappointment. Perhaps I would be better off with your brother as my servant."

"No, please," Sofia begged, the pain of the curse wearing off.

She lifted her head off the ground and met Voldemort's angry gaze, begging him silently to leave her brother alone. 

"Or perhaps, you need a bit more incentive," Voldemort said. "Should I pay a visit to little Mathias? I'm sure then you would be much more cooperative."

Sofia felt a tear run down her cheek as she thought of her baby brother's soft, sweet face, his adorable laugh, and innocent eyes. 

Voldemort smiled. 

"You love them so much. It is a foolish thing. It weakens you, makes you vulnerable." 

He walked towards her, bent down and put a white finger under her chin and lifted her head so she was staring at him.

"You are far to pretty to live a life in the dirt like a servant. Do as I tell you, and you can rise and rule beneath me."

He stood up tall again and walked away, leaving Sofia sprawled on the floor. 

She didn't know how long she was lying there, but eventually she passed out. 


Luke walked up to Harry. Sofia was supposed to meet him outside the library, but she had never shown up. 

"Hey, Harry, have you seen Sofia?"

Harry shook his head. 

"I thought she was coming with you," he remarked. 

"She was supposed to meet me but she never showed up."

Harry furrowed his brow with worry. 

"That's odd. It's not like her to just not show up."

Luke nodded. 

"She's been acting weird the last few days. She keeps running off, or getting called in to talk to Dumblebore."

"Dumbledore called her to his office?"

Harry looked angry. 

"Yeah. He called her in two days ago."

"Why?" Harry asked. 

Luke shrugged. 

"She wouldn't tell me. Like I said, she's been acting weird."


Sofia woke up some time in the middle of the night. She was back in her dormitory at Hogwarts. The room was dark and silent, except for the soft snores of Natalie. 

Sofia rose silently and walked down into the common room, where the usually lively fire was nothing but a few glowing embers.

She curled up in one of the large armchairs, he wrist throbbing painfully. There was no doubt that it was broken. She wished she knew how to mend it herself. She would have to see Madam Pomfrey in the morning. 

Sofia wished she was anywhere but here. She wanted to be a little girl again, free to experiment with magic and not worry every moment about the safety of her little brothers. She wanted to be a child, carefree and innocent again. 

Eventually, she drifted off to sleep again, but it was a restless sleep, filled with nightmares surrounding her beloved brothers. 

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