So I am doing a 'Cedric-turns-young-again' fanfic, I figured why not do one where Sofia becomes older? Here's the beginning of the story that was bouncing in my head. Sorry for the errors.

Sofia let out a gentle sigh as she watched the castle Sorcerer go out to the garden. she watched him kneel down and grab some plant. Probably an herb of sorts. She didn't care about the plant really. The sorcerer looked really good in the sun, you see. The sunlight shining off of his gray bangs, the way his eyes seemed brighter, even his skin seemed livelier. She let out another sigh and moved away from the window with her head down.

'Mr. Ceedric will never see me as anything more than the-little-princess-he-tutored-in-school.' She flopped onto her bed laying on her stomach, head buried into her pillow. She rolled over and stared at the ceiling. Her mind racing a hundred miles an hour. 'How can I get him to notice me? I'm very mature for my age! Mother and father tell me so all the time.' Her thoughts continued. She grabbed a pillow that smelled like Cedric's workshop. (She had took it down there one day, and put some good smelling potions on it.) She squeezed the plush thing imagining it was her sorcerer. Then she opened her eyes suddenly.

"I seem a little stalkerish." She said out loud and let go of the pillow.

"Poisiden's Pumpkins!" Cedric's shout could be heard from the garden. Sofia shot up and ran to the window. What happened? She watched as Cedric hopped on one foot, holding the lifted one in his hands. "Who put that rock there anyway?! Stupid place for a rock really..." Cedric raised his wand, and levitated the offending stone far away from him. Sofia watched in awe. She loved magic. You could do anything with magic! It was wonderful. Suddenly her eyes went wide and she smiled an evil smile.

"Magic... CAN do anything..." She said as her eyes narrowed into slits, and she ran out the door.

'If I hurry... I can get there before Mr. Ceedric gets back!' she told herself as she ran. She reached Cedric's workshop door and pulled. Locked, but that was ok. She remembered where his key was. First toe of the gargoyles left foot. Her right. She lifted the toe and grabbed the key. Quickly she wen into his workshop and closed the door. She tried to be as quiet as a mouse. That is until Wormwood saw her.

"My, my Princess. What are you doing here? Cedric is out in the garden's" The raven told her in his usual drawl.

"I know Wormy! That's why I'm here!" Sofia told him with a big smile. Wormwood puffed up his feathers at her.

"Wormy?! Only Cedric can call me that! And that's only because I can't tell him otherwise! I hate that ghastly name!" The raven hid his face in his wing. Sofia giggled.

"I'll make you a deal. Show me a potion or spell that can make me older, and I'll tell Mr. Ceedric to stop calling you Wormy." The bird removed his head from its hiding spot and eyed the girl suspiciously.

"Why would you need THAT potion Princess?" Curiosity evident in his voice as he fully removed his head and looked at her, interested in her answer.

"Oh... Because..." She said blushing. This did not amuse the raven at all. He narrowed his eyes at her in an annoyed way.

"Tell me or I will let Cedric know you're here." He threatened. He wouldn't really do that, but she didn't know that.

"Ok, ok, Wormwood. I-I... Want to be older... So Mr. Ceedric... Will finally see me as-as more than a little girl that he tutors in magic." She stuttered out, suddenly embarrassed by actually saying it out loud. She looked up at Wormwood to see why he hasn't responded yet, the raven's eyes had never been so wide before. His beak was slightly open when he jumped off his perch and glided to the desk by Sofia.

"You have a crush... on Cedric?" The bird couldn't believe his ears! This young, polite, sweet kind, beautiful, encouraging, charming, elegant, confident princess, liked CEDRIC!

The young girl blushed a deep shade of violet. "Y-yes I suppose I do." She said just above a whisper. Wormwood liked the idea of her being older. If she was, she could keep Cedric company so he could go out and enjoy his life, and hopefully meet a lady Raven. He looked at the girl, who was now looking at the ground with a bright blush on her cheeks.

"Ok, I'll get you the potion. Cedric always has some on stock ready made- no I don't know why, I often wonder that myself-" Sofia opened her mouth to ask a question but was cut off by Wormwood as he flew to get a bottle. He hovered over her head with the potion. "But remember, No more WORMY!" He said with a screech.

"Ok deal, no more Wormy." And with that, the bird dropped the potion into Sofia's waiting hands. She looked it over carefully. In complete awe at the fact that she was holding a potion! A real potion that can do something! She popped the cork off bottle and held it up in Wormwood's direction. "Here's to hoping Wormwood!" She smiled at the raven one last time before downing the potion.

Nothing happened. She waited two more minutes, but still nothing. She looked over at Wormwood who currently held a dull expression on his face.

"I should have known it wouldn't have worked. Cedric did make it after all." The bird flew back to his perch and hung his head. "I guess I'll still to deal with that hideous nickname." The bird gave out an involuntary shiver.

Sofia herself was disappointed. 'Maybe it just takes awhile.' She thought. Never did she even think Cedric had messed up the potion.

"I'll still tell him you don't want to be called Wormy anymore. I guess I'll see you tomorrow!" She waved to the bird and closed the door behind her. The bird stared at the door after she left.

"That girl is way too cheerful at times." Wormwood was still watching the door as Cedric busted in with his basket of herbs. Limping slightly on one of his feet. "Kaw!" Wormwood acknowledged him.

"Oh be quiet Wormy. People shouldn't go putting stones where they don't belong!" The Sorcerer grumbled and went to his bed. The raven sighed hearing that name again. "Wormy, Where's my Aging Potion?" The bird stiffened.

'Uh-Oh... Busted! Wait- He checks that stuff?!'

That night Sofia was tossing and turning in her bed. Laying in a puddle of sweat. Having the same dream of the potion going wrong and she stayed her current age forever.