Tantalizing Passion of an Unkempt Soul
Iris didn't much like her life at the moment.
Then again she doubted anybody did.
Dumbledore, the only man who You Know Who feared, was dead.
However, most people's mums hadn't made a deal ages ago to betroth their only daughter to a Death Eater. She didn't really blame her mother, of course-times were rough back then. Some Death Eaters, years ago, and threatened to kill her mum, but her mum said she would do anything to prevent from being killed. Obviously pregnant, the Death Eaters said she should betroth her unborn child to a child who would become Death Eater.
After the first war ended, she had thought she was out of the clear. But then Voldemort came back.
Iris really couldn't blame her mother for her choice-in a scary situation, people didn't really think clearly and would do anything to stay alive, and maybe she thought that the Death Eaters would've forgotten. Then again, if she'd thought they would forget, she had no reason to forbid Iris from going to Hogwarts-she would not have insisted on home-teaching her to save her from perhaps meeting the future Death Eater that she was to marry.
Iris didn't know how or when they decided who she should be betrothed too-perhaps it was her gender and age, or maybe they had pre-planned the betrothal but then what would've happened if she'd been born male?
To be honest, she hadn't known much about it, except when You Know Who came back she'd mentioned something about making a mistake, but it wasn't until Dumbledore died that her mother sat her down and explained. Iris had initially wanted to fight it, or course, but how would she fight against a bunch of Death Eaters? They'd put a charm on her when she was born so they would know where she was at all times, so she couldn't even hide. It would only go away once she was married, but by that time it would be too late.
The Death Eaters had come to her house and grabbed her and her mother, then Apparated outside of a giant manor. There was an albino peacock fluffing its feathers and the they led the through the gates and through the large yard into the manor.
They roughly led her and her mother through the halls and Iris tried to take all the sights in-the portraits, the diamonds encrusted in places in the house-but it was too difficult.
When they made it to the drawing room, she saw a man with long blonde hair and a cane. He walked to her. "I see. I presume she is the one?"
"Um I don't-"
"Shut up," the man snapped, snarling at me.
"Yes," her mum answered.
"Her age?" he asked, pulling a wand out of his cane.
"S-seventeen," her mom stuttered.
He brushed Iris's dirty-blonde bangs out of her eyes. She currently had her straight hair cut short, to her jaw. She swallowed the lump in her throat. "I see," he said, looking over her face. "My son will be most pleased with his birthday present. Avada kedavra!" he shouted, and a green light hit my mom.
Iris had never heard that spell before (she was home taught so maybe her mum hadn't known either) and was confused for a second, until she saw her mother hit the ground. It must've been a tripping jinx of some kind; one she hadn't heard before. Then she saw her mum, and how her eyes were open and skin grey.
"Mum?" she asked, voice tiny and shaky.
Her mum was dead.
"NO!" she screamed, but then the man with the cane grabbed her arm and started dragging her away. She kept try into pull away, but she wasn't strong enough.
It wasn't long before they shoved her into a room, but there was already someone in there; a pale, boy with grey eyes. He stared at her and she realizes a little too late that she had tears running down her face.
"Why are you crying?" he sneered.
Without explaining why, she falls to her knees and starts crying; hiding her face from the boy. "My mum is dead," she cried into her palms.
She pressed her back against the door and pressed her knees to her chest and cried into her folded arms. The boy never said anything else and several minutes later, he simply turned off the lights and went to bed, leaving her to sniffle in silence.
A/N - It's been along time since I've been in the HP fandom so I'm sorry for any mistakes. The idea just came to me and I had to start writing it. Please review!
