Was stuck at a bus stop so wrote this on my phone, sorry if the grammar is fucky, no real spell check. Please review!
Now it must be said Iris Potter was raised in a loving environment, her big brother Dudley did everything in his power to keep her safe, usually from her own actions mind but still, he tried.
Her mum taught her how to be a proper lady, how to curtsy when needed, bake, sew, and act as she should in polite society in the hopes that the lessons stuck with her.
On the other hand her daddy taught her how to manipulate, blackmail, and toy with her inferiors as she wormed her way to the top all the while looking beatifically innocent in the process.
All told, growing up as Iris Dursley had done amazing things for her before she found out she was adopted; but it wouldn't be until she met her Dogfather Sirius that she would truly come into her own.
Because Sirius Black taught her the magical art of fucking with everyone for her own personal amusement.
Today was no exception, and it had nothing to do with the fact that she was sick and tired of dealing with raider rapist douche bags, really.
Completely unrelated, truly.
While the lot of them were still stunned with her flashy eye dealy Iris ejected the Elder Wand from her wrist holster and pointed it at a post box, which immediately shifted into a velociraptor that pounced on one of the men causing said party favor to scream in confused horror.
Good times.
With another flick she cast the imperious curse on one of the larger guys who then dropped his gun and began trying to tear the pants off the man next to him, fully intent on some good old yaoi.
Hilarious.
Another flick and a street lamp turned into Darth Vader, lightsaber and all, she just left the dark lord to do his thing as she sent another spell at one of the motor bikes turning it into a feral grizzly bear.
Only you can prevent forest fires after all.
Oh right!
With a grin Iris cast a hellfire thrower curse at the largest concentration of men, the roaring black flames absorbing their screams as their souls were dragged to... wherever, she didn't particularly care regardless.
As the the men not being burned, eaten, or prison raped moved to shoot her down Iris winked then apparated behind the bloke with the Squad Assault Weapon and imperioused him to turn his glorious belt fed toy on his friends. Apparating again she pulled her long slide stainless steel .45 from its holster and stuck it to the back of a mans head sending gray matter flaying as she pulled the trigger.
Combo kill.
Flicking her wand she turned a park bench into crocodile and sent it after one of the fleeing men, she briefly smirked to herself as he was dragged back into the chaotic blood bath. After a moments thought she turned a pair of dust bins into Daleks and had them "Exterminate" the survivors.
All told, it took two minutes and fifteen seconds to kill everyone in a manner that at least vaguelly amused her, and it only took about a minute afterwords to summon all their guns and ammunition dropping them into one of her expanded bags for a later perusal.
Waste not, want not after all.
Both her weapons placed in their holsters she turned back to the drug store to see a wide-eyed Sophia staring at the burnt, chewed up, and dismembered corpses as her lower lip quivered.
Please don't cry, little kids crying was like Iris's Kryptonite, it weakened her to the point where she didn't know what to do which usually ended with her buying said child something expensive or killing a lot of people.
"Wh-what happened?"
Iris was, if nothing else, a straight forward woman, and honest to a fault, this was something that got her in a lot of trouble back home, usually with her mum or Hermione. Lucky for her neither of them were present at the moment.
"These blokes planned on stealing my stuff, raping me, and taking my bike...I did not comply to their expectations..." Sophia stared at the dismembered bodies for several long moments before she nodded and approached the bike.
"Ok, can we find my mama now?" Iris felt like a sweat drop should be forming on her forehead at that, addicted to video games and manga as she was this was not the response she was expecting, on the plus side though...no screaming... so...yay psychological trauma?
"Yeah...sure lets get going..." With that she sat on the bike and started the engine as Sophia wrapped her thin arms around her waist, and the pair quickly left the town behind them.
As they drove down the abandoned roads Iris pulled her wand out and cast a modified 'Point Me' spell at random intervals. Rather than point at due north this tracked individuals, at this point in time specifically one Carol Peletier, and while it was time consuming it was honestly her only option.
Seriously, she was not going to stop at every house and town to check for survivors, Iris had a limit to her patience, thanks.
As the sunlight began to wane Sophia's grip around her waist slackened, the obviously exhausted child losing what energy she had gained from the candy bars offered to her through the day. Sighing Iris pulled her bike up to a motel and brought it to a stop before the managers room.
Sophia hopped off the bike first as Iris tapped it with her wand shrinking it into its fun sized form, pocketing the bike she pulled out her .45 and opened the door before her warily.
Nothing. How odd.
Sweeping the managers office she pushed the only available door open and saw a twin size bed, thankfully unoccupied. Sighing in relief she waved Sophia in as she cast a few dozen security charms and wards on the door.
"We'll find your mama tomorrow kiddo, sorry to say I'm just too tired to cook, lets get some rest and we'll be ready for whatever comes at us in the morning, all right?
"Ok Miss Iris...it's fine, I'm ok..." nodding Iris unlaced her boots and tossed them in the corner as she bonelessly fell onto the bed. Much to her chagrin Sophia was not far behind and the child quickly wrapped her arms around the tired woman.
Face buried in Iris's long hair Sophia muttered quietly enough where she was barely audible, but she caught the girls words regardless.
"I don't think any less of ya for what you did to those fellas, I'm sure they deserved it..." As the girl fell asleep Iris ran her hand down her back slowly while she stared at the ceiling.
Did she deserve this little angels blessing? Probably not, Iris had never once pretended she was anything but a devil in human form, still though... It was...nice to be stared at with awe and affection without fear lacing through said viewers eyes.
Call her selfish, but she liked the fact that little Sophia didn't judge her, it was like having a female Teddy with her, and she loved having her Godson around despite how much it annoyed Big D.
As she slipped into the realm of Morpheus she belatedly realized Sophia had managed to worm her way into Iris's heart in a rather short time. That was going to be a very, very bad thing for anyone who ever crossed the little strawberry blonde girl, they just didn't know it yet.
After all, who better to protect you in the land of the walking dead, than the Mistress of Death herself?
Short as the other chapters, but as stated, bus stop. Take care all
