Title: Into the Loving Arms of Magic
Rated: PG-13
Warning: (L) (A)
Disclaimer: Most of these characters, or fictional places or really almost anything but the plot do not belong to me (obviously) they belong to the most wonderful and greatest genius ever. JKR of course. *CHEERS* If I take anything form anywhere else I will make sure to put it at the beginning of every chapter.
A/N: O.K. so I'm finally going to get more Severus/Iris interaction...hehe...in the next chapter...I still have the Harry not liking Iris thing to fix, but don't worry ill get it sorted out. Thanks to priestess of anubis and kid death for reviewing. I'm glad you liked my fanfic. The Sevie thing came up because I asked myself why do people always call him Sev or Snape? So i made up something new. Thanks again to A.Dee. Have fun.
7.Fistfights Again.
Iris walked with false assurance in her steps. She was sure every student had heard about her beating up Snape by now. Although in a way she was glad everyone knew because it would make it harder for anyone to mess with her, it would also mean that she would find it very difficult to make friends now. The one chance she had at friendship had been thrown away the previous night. But either way she decided to find Ron at least, and talk to him. As she reached the Great Hall that morning her eyes scanned the Gryffindor table for Ron and found him easily because of his hair. He sat beside Hermione and Harry, as usual. She tapped him on the shoulder.
"Hey, Iris. Are you hungry? I noticed you didn't have supper last night and you never did tell-"
"Ron, shut up. Can I talk to you alone for a second?" Harry and Hermione took the hint and left. Ron swallowed the mouthful of food and said, "Uh...what's up?"
"Well, yesterday before DADA I heard you and Harry talking about me." Ron went pale. "I just want to know whether you think of me as a friend or even as a possible friend because I..." She couldn't say it. She couldn't bring herself to say how lonely it felt being feared, how terrible it was event though it had its perks. She couldn't say that all she needed was one friend, just one, and that her reputation followed her all the way across the Atlantic, making just one friend, just impossible. She couldn't tell him or anyone else that she acted out of fear herself. Out of fear, anger and impulse.
"Listen, Iris. I'm guessing you didn't hear the entire conversation did you?"
"Well, no, not really."
"Then you only heard the part where Harry said he didn't like you?"
"That sounds about right."
"Then you obviously didn't hear me tell him that I still wanted to talk to you, and be friends with you, and me asking him if he minded, him replying 'no' and then our leaving?"
"No." She blushed. A sudden happiness rushed through her. Guys were way simpler than girls. They were straightforward.
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That day they had Transfiguration, Iris's favorite class. She walked in five minutes late because she had run into Peeves.
"You're late," said McGonagall as she walked into class.
"I'm sorry Professor, but I was ambushed by Peeves and--"
"Sit down, child, I don't want to hear excuses."
"Sorry," muttered Iris.
Class went horribly after that. Her past teacher Mr.Cuerva was nothing like McGonagall. He was a sweet older man that liked his students and tried to help them pass the exams. Because that was all he took into account. Exam scores and attendance. But McGonagall was a different story entirely! She was strict in every sense of the word. Any little mutter to your neighbor and house points were removed. Luckily for Iris, she couldn't care less about house points. Every time McGonagall turned her back Iris would turn around and give Ron a comment or other. But she was caught every time.
"Five more points from Gryffindor Miss Hernandez and one more word and it will be another week of detention on top of your already heavy load."
"Way to go, Hernandez," said Parvati. "It's not enough for you to lose our house one hundred and fifty points but you want to keep slowly diminishing our chances for winning house cup too?"
Iris stood and said, "shut up, Patil. Unless you want--"
"That's quite enough" Said McGonagall sternly, "Ten points from Miss Patil and five from Miss Hernandez. Now I want absolute silence!" No one else said a word after that.
When the class ended they headed toward the Charms classroom. Iris was walking with Ron, Hermione, and Harry, though Harry and Hermione were talking to each other pretending that Iris and Ron weren't there. But Iris ignored them both. Iris felt someone walk past her and bump into her so that her bag with her books would go flying making her books spill out onto the floor. Iris looked into the smiling faces of Parvati and Lavender. Rage took over her and Iris was not thinking anymore. She jumped on Parvati first and held her in a lock allowing one of her hands to freely search through Parvati's pockets and find her wand. She stuffed it in her own pocket and while Lavender had her wand raised and her mouth open to say some spell or other Iris pulled her leg and made Lavender fall with a deafening crash. She then wrestled Lavender out of her wand, took out her own and pointed it at the two girls sprawled on the floor.
At that very moment Snape turned a corner and saw Lavender and Parvati lying on the floor, Iris pointing her wand in their direction.
"What is the meaning of all this?" Said Snape calmly but in an extremely serious tone.
"Professor, Parvati and I were merely walking down the corridor minding our own business when this brute, I mean girl attacked us for no reason," stated Lavender
"And she took our wands, sir" added Parvati.
"What do you have to say for yourself?" Snape looked at Iris. Iris was silent, her wand pointed directly at Parvati. Then she spoke: "If you want to believe what these stupid little girls are saying fine. Take away all the points you want. If you want to give me detention, that's fine another week won't hurt. But I refuse to explain myself, especially to un estupido maestro como tu, idiota.*"
"What did she say?" was the mumbling of the students around her.
"What language is that?"
"Who knows, she's such a weirdo."
"Is she possessed?"
"Shut up," yelled Iris. "It's Spanish you dumbasses!"
Snape eyed the scene carefully. He knew that there was more to this than met the eye.
"Granger, Potter, Weasley, Patil, Brown, and Hernandez, follow me."
"Why are you bringing them?" Asked Iris not wanting Ron to get into trouble.
"Witnesses" replied Snape quietly for no one but Iris to hear.
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When they reached Snape's office he opened the door and conjured chairs for each of them. They all took a seat.
"Granger, what happened?" Said Snape.
"Well, Professor, I really couldn't see too well because I was talking to Harry. All I saw was Parvati and Lavender looking at Iris's spilled book on the floor with grins on their faces, then Iris snapped and she hit them" Iris looked around at Parvati and Lavender with satisfaction, for both their noses were broken and Parvati sported a black eye, not to mention the giant bruise Lavender was likely to get on her arm where Iris had held it down.
"Potter, your account?"
"You see, Iris was walking then she tripped and her bag fell and all her books fell out and then she hit Parvati and Lavender who were standing nearby."
"Weasley?"
"It's like this. Parvati walked into Iris, made her bag fall and her books spill. So they started laughing about it and Iris got pissed, sorry, I mean she got angry and hit them both."
"Very well, then. Twenty points from Gryffindor from each Miss Patil, Miss Brown and Miss Hernandez. Miss Hernandez, you will come with me to see the Headmaster. The rest of you may go."
After everyone was out of the class Snape turned to Iris and said:
"You know that after you umm...hit me, the worst thing you could have done is begin fighting with the students?"
"I guess."
"Let's get this over with" replied Snape as he walked out the door and motioned for Iris to follow.
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* Translation: a stupid teacher like you, idiot
Rated: PG-13
Warning: (L) (A)
Disclaimer: Most of these characters, or fictional places or really almost anything but the plot do not belong to me (obviously) they belong to the most wonderful and greatest genius ever. JKR of course. *CHEERS* If I take anything form anywhere else I will make sure to put it at the beginning of every chapter.
A/N: O.K. so I'm finally going to get more Severus/Iris interaction...hehe...in the next chapter...I still have the Harry not liking Iris thing to fix, but don't worry ill get it sorted out. Thanks to priestess of anubis and kid death for reviewing. I'm glad you liked my fanfic. The Sevie thing came up because I asked myself why do people always call him Sev or Snape? So i made up something new. Thanks again to A.Dee. Have fun.
7.Fistfights Again.
Iris walked with false assurance in her steps. She was sure every student had heard about her beating up Snape by now. Although in a way she was glad everyone knew because it would make it harder for anyone to mess with her, it would also mean that she would find it very difficult to make friends now. The one chance she had at friendship had been thrown away the previous night. But either way she decided to find Ron at least, and talk to him. As she reached the Great Hall that morning her eyes scanned the Gryffindor table for Ron and found him easily because of his hair. He sat beside Hermione and Harry, as usual. She tapped him on the shoulder.
"Hey, Iris. Are you hungry? I noticed you didn't have supper last night and you never did tell-"
"Ron, shut up. Can I talk to you alone for a second?" Harry and Hermione took the hint and left. Ron swallowed the mouthful of food and said, "Uh...what's up?"
"Well, yesterday before DADA I heard you and Harry talking about me." Ron went pale. "I just want to know whether you think of me as a friend or even as a possible friend because I..." She couldn't say it. She couldn't bring herself to say how lonely it felt being feared, how terrible it was event though it had its perks. She couldn't say that all she needed was one friend, just one, and that her reputation followed her all the way across the Atlantic, making just one friend, just impossible. She couldn't tell him or anyone else that she acted out of fear herself. Out of fear, anger and impulse.
"Listen, Iris. I'm guessing you didn't hear the entire conversation did you?"
"Well, no, not really."
"Then you only heard the part where Harry said he didn't like you?"
"That sounds about right."
"Then you obviously didn't hear me tell him that I still wanted to talk to you, and be friends with you, and me asking him if he minded, him replying 'no' and then our leaving?"
"No." She blushed. A sudden happiness rushed through her. Guys were way simpler than girls. They were straightforward.
****************
That day they had Transfiguration, Iris's favorite class. She walked in five minutes late because she had run into Peeves.
"You're late," said McGonagall as she walked into class.
"I'm sorry Professor, but I was ambushed by Peeves and--"
"Sit down, child, I don't want to hear excuses."
"Sorry," muttered Iris.
Class went horribly after that. Her past teacher Mr.Cuerva was nothing like McGonagall. He was a sweet older man that liked his students and tried to help them pass the exams. Because that was all he took into account. Exam scores and attendance. But McGonagall was a different story entirely! She was strict in every sense of the word. Any little mutter to your neighbor and house points were removed. Luckily for Iris, she couldn't care less about house points. Every time McGonagall turned her back Iris would turn around and give Ron a comment or other. But she was caught every time.
"Five more points from Gryffindor Miss Hernandez and one more word and it will be another week of detention on top of your already heavy load."
"Way to go, Hernandez," said Parvati. "It's not enough for you to lose our house one hundred and fifty points but you want to keep slowly diminishing our chances for winning house cup too?"
Iris stood and said, "shut up, Patil. Unless you want--"
"That's quite enough" Said McGonagall sternly, "Ten points from Miss Patil and five from Miss Hernandez. Now I want absolute silence!" No one else said a word after that.
When the class ended they headed toward the Charms classroom. Iris was walking with Ron, Hermione, and Harry, though Harry and Hermione were talking to each other pretending that Iris and Ron weren't there. But Iris ignored them both. Iris felt someone walk past her and bump into her so that her bag with her books would go flying making her books spill out onto the floor. Iris looked into the smiling faces of Parvati and Lavender. Rage took over her and Iris was not thinking anymore. She jumped on Parvati first and held her in a lock allowing one of her hands to freely search through Parvati's pockets and find her wand. She stuffed it in her own pocket and while Lavender had her wand raised and her mouth open to say some spell or other Iris pulled her leg and made Lavender fall with a deafening crash. She then wrestled Lavender out of her wand, took out her own and pointed it at the two girls sprawled on the floor.
At that very moment Snape turned a corner and saw Lavender and Parvati lying on the floor, Iris pointing her wand in their direction.
"What is the meaning of all this?" Said Snape calmly but in an extremely serious tone.
"Professor, Parvati and I were merely walking down the corridor minding our own business when this brute, I mean girl attacked us for no reason," stated Lavender
"And she took our wands, sir" added Parvati.
"What do you have to say for yourself?" Snape looked at Iris. Iris was silent, her wand pointed directly at Parvati. Then she spoke: "If you want to believe what these stupid little girls are saying fine. Take away all the points you want. If you want to give me detention, that's fine another week won't hurt. But I refuse to explain myself, especially to un estupido maestro como tu, idiota.*"
"What did she say?" was the mumbling of the students around her.
"What language is that?"
"Who knows, she's such a weirdo."
"Is she possessed?"
"Shut up," yelled Iris. "It's Spanish you dumbasses!"
Snape eyed the scene carefully. He knew that there was more to this than met the eye.
"Granger, Potter, Weasley, Patil, Brown, and Hernandez, follow me."
"Why are you bringing them?" Asked Iris not wanting Ron to get into trouble.
"Witnesses" replied Snape quietly for no one but Iris to hear.
**************
When they reached Snape's office he opened the door and conjured chairs for each of them. They all took a seat.
"Granger, what happened?" Said Snape.
"Well, Professor, I really couldn't see too well because I was talking to Harry. All I saw was Parvati and Lavender looking at Iris's spilled book on the floor with grins on their faces, then Iris snapped and she hit them" Iris looked around at Parvati and Lavender with satisfaction, for both their noses were broken and Parvati sported a black eye, not to mention the giant bruise Lavender was likely to get on her arm where Iris had held it down.
"Potter, your account?"
"You see, Iris was walking then she tripped and her bag fell and all her books fell out and then she hit Parvati and Lavender who were standing nearby."
"Weasley?"
"It's like this. Parvati walked into Iris, made her bag fall and her books spill. So they started laughing about it and Iris got pissed, sorry, I mean she got angry and hit them both."
"Very well, then. Twenty points from Gryffindor from each Miss Patil, Miss Brown and Miss Hernandez. Miss Hernandez, you will come with me to see the Headmaster. The rest of you may go."
After everyone was out of the class Snape turned to Iris and said:
"You know that after you umm...hit me, the worst thing you could have done is begin fighting with the students?"
"I guess."
"Let's get this over with" replied Snape as he walked out the door and motioned for Iris to follow.
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* Translation: a stupid teacher like you, idiot