PROLOGUE
The hooded figure watched the crowd on the tower; she had seen Dumbledore arrive with Harry. She knew he hid unable to move under the cloak.
Her eyes reflected the flash of green light as it erupted from Snape's wand.
"NOOOOOOOO!!" she cried and dived from the roof immediately transforming as she went: becoming Fawkes. Half way through her transformation she was hit by a spell Snape had cast silently at her, she flew backwards and her back hit the hard castle wall then she too fell into the darkness as Albus had moments before.
The light was blinding and she raised her arm to shield her eyes. She sighed to herself *not again she thought* looking around her she found herself once again in the deathly hallows. Dumbledore was sat at a bench and she strode to meet him.
"Ah! Iris." He grinned at her.
"I prefer Fawkes." She scowled.
"How long do you have?" he asked sadly
"not long" she replied solemnly glancing at her hand, the sign for the Hallows imprinted on the ring was burned into the flesh on her hand, the scar was already beginning to glow.
They sat in silence until…
"I'm going to miss you old man" admitted Iris
"I shall miss you young one" he replied
"What will you do now?"
"Wait for Harry." He told her
The scar on her hand was burning now.
"Come back with me" she blurted out "you can't die"
"I don't want to be a ghost" Dumbledore told her hurt that she believed he would be happy like that.
"I didn't mean like that. You don't have to die yet! Please let e take you back!" she cried
"Goodbye Iris Ilsadore." Whispered Dumbledore
"No NO!!" she grabbed his arm and he tried to pull away. But it was too late white-hot flames were licking around her and she felt as if she was being dragged over shards of broken glass and twisted metal. Until she found herself behind a curtain in the hospital wing of Hogwarts.
"Snape killed Dumbledore" she heard Harry say followed by the gasps of everyone else in the room.
"Silenco" she whispered so no of them could hear her cry. She could have saved him, should have saved him or dragged him back from the Hallows with her. It was not fair that she could not die and be with him. She wished there and then for him to be brought back, but it did not change anything Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore was dead and it was all her fault.
She felt an arm on her shoulder and jumped up startled. Looking up she stared right into the azure blue eyes of Albus Dumbledore.
"NEVER do that again" he stressed, "it does make my stomach churn"
Iris smiled and threw her arms around him the man who had the information to end He who must not be named.