It was the last day of term and exams had been cancelled due to the recent turn of events. Iris walked outside to see the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students off. The giant winged horses that had pulled the carriage had once more been tethered to it. The reins snapped and the massive horses lifted into the air. Iris watched as the blue carriage shrank into the distant fading sunlight.

The Durmstrang ship was finally loaded with its students and was sailing away from the shore. The mast and sails seemed to billow in the water as the ship sank underneath it.

It would only be a few minutes before the carriages arrive. Iris stood with her trunk and was ready to leave Hogwarts for the summer.

She boarded the Hogwarts Express with her luggage in tow. She chose a solitary car with George.

"George, I'm scared," Iris whispered as she looked out the window at the passing scenery.

"What do you mean?" he asked worriedly.

"He's going to try and kill me. Voldemort is going try and kill me like he did my parents." She breathed.

"Iris? What are you talking about? He's not going to kill you." He furrowed his brow at her.

"I am the last of the living Gaunt family bloodline. I am tied to him," She said looking into his eyes.

"Are you sure?" he inquired further.

"Dumbledore told me himself. He told me that he and Snape are watching over me; to protect me." Iris whispered.

George had a deep worried expression etched on his face, "Don't worry. Nothing is going to happen to you. I won't let it."

The comfort that his warm words gave her was immense and Iris felt she could relax.

The Hogwarts express docked at King's Cross and they said their reluctant good byes. "I promise, I will write you this summer if you promise to write me a letter every once in a while too, okay?"

Iris stood their considering him, smiling, "Hmm, I can't promise anything."

"Well can you promise me a kiss good-bye then?" he smirked at her.

"I think that I can spare one," she said amused. George leaned down for the kiss but instead Iris pecked him on the cheek. He withdrew at once with a coy smile on his lips touching the place where she had kissed his cheek, "Hey, you, that's not fair is it?"

Iris smiled blankly at him, "Well, you never said where you wanted, said kiss, now did you?"

"Clever girl," Iris turned around to see Mr. Weasley approaching the two of them, winking at George. "Hello, I'm Arthur, this handsome young man's dad." He held out a hand for Iris to take.

"Hello, I'm Iris, Iris Blackthorne," she smiled at him and shook his hand.

He stood there considering them for a moment, "Well, George, it's time to go home. It was nice meeting you, Iris." Mr. Weasley said as he walked back towards the direction her came from.

As they both watched him go, Iris kissed George on the lips, "There; there's your good-bye kiss, now go before your dad comes back."

He started to follow his dad and Iris watched him go. Iris found Ms. Fagan waiting for her in her usual spot down the platform a'ways. It would be three months before Iris would be able to see him again and she was already anticipating his letters.