The Blood Hound
Gwen was ready and waiting outside the Fat Lady with Hermione. They had gotten up extra early and had a passing house elf bring them some breakfast. "When are they coming. Lavender said she would be here an hour ago!" Gwen said impatiently.
"You share a room with them right? Well let's go and see if they left us a note." Hermione said calmly. She had an idea of what had happened. The two girls sprinted up to Gwen's room to find it empty. A letter was sitting on Gwen's pillow;
Sorry suckers, the girls decided that you and the book bitch could go your own ways today. In other words we left without you two.
Sincerely, Lavender.
Gwen stood there in shock for a moment, "I guess we will be going alone." Gwen said pulling herself together.
"I have some essays to finish, I think I will be staying here." Hermione said and left the room. Gwen was still shaken but quickly made a mental change of plans. She tucked the letter into her pocket and went to the great hall.
Gwen stood at the entrance of the great hall. Looking around she found Vincent. She hurried over to him and sat down. He looked startled. "Weren't you going to Hogsmead with some of the other Gryfindors?" He asked. He looked at her face, her eyes had turned a light gray and were brimming with tears. "Gwen is something wrong? What happened?"
Gwen let the tears run down her face as she told him how the girls had ditched her and Hermione. He hesitantly put his arm around Gwen's shoulders. She leaned into him and cried. She wasn't used to being picked on. Yes being a princess meant that some politicians and people were less fond of your family. But usually it wasn't meant as a personal thing. "Do you still want to go to Hogsmead? If you want I will take you." Crabbe said thoughtfully. Gwen smiled and nodded she reached over and kissed Vincent on the cheek. He turned 7 shades of Gryfindor red before muttering something about leaving quickly.
He led her to the front of the castle and remembered that all the school carriages had left already. "Um Gwen I don't know how we can get there. Any ideas?" He asked feeling very stupid.
"How do you get to Hogsmead in the carriage?" Gwen said and watched as Vincent pointed towards the dark forest. "let's go" Gwen said and started walking towards the mass growth of trees.
"Gwen," Crabbe yelled running after her. "You can't go in there; there are things that could kill us without thinking!" Crabbe had a very panicky look on his face.
"Accido Royal Ring," Gwen yelled flicking her wand at the castle. A small gold object shot through the window of her dorm room and into Gwen's hand. "Nothing would dare touch a royal Siren or her escort." Gwen said matter of faculty as she slipped on the ring. She threw her dark blue cape on and pinned it with her royal gold emblem pin. Grabbing Crabbe's hand she led off into the forest. The trees closed in around them and strange noises sounded in the distance. Crabbe tried hard not to seem scared but jumped at a nearby blood curdling howl.
"Gwen I really don't feel this is safe for you!" Vincent tugged at her arm. She merely shrugged him off and kept going. Vincent Shrieked as a large dark figure descended from the treetops to Gwen's shoulder.
"Calm down, it is just my hawk." Gwen said as she greeted the bird. "Ra, go ahead and make sure we are going the right way. Carry this so we know where to go." Gwen said handed the bird a cloth bag. She poked a small hole in it with her hairpin and the bird flew off trailing a line of glowing red dust behind him. Crabbe looked at her for an explanation. "I always carry some stuff like that with me, just in case," she shrugged and led the way.
Soon they were out of the forest sitting with a very proud Ra. Gwen thanked Ra and told him to take the day off. She and Crabbe entered the village. Gwen made a beeline for the Quidditch shop. There she bought some brand new robes and gloves. Back at Trevhill she had been known for walking off the flying field covered in blood. Gwen could do any move you asked her to but that didn't mean she would come out of it in one piece. She bought Crabbe a new Flame-thrower Racing broom. It's sturdy build and strong knee clip made the lively broom seem slower that it actually was. It was perfect for Crabbe's stocky build. He insisted that she didn't need to, but Gwen merely said it was the least she could do and left it at that.
Vincent stopped and looked at Gwen for a moment. Of course she was lovely, but there was something about her. Something very different, almost haunting about her presence. He was incredibly attracted to the young blonde, but at the same time there was a fear that creeped through his body every time she touched him. He shrugged off the feeling and followed her back into the street.
Gwen loved the little village, she had never really been anyplace like it. It reminded her of the little town in muggle fairy tales. She skipped in and out of the little shops buying little trinkets to send back to her friends at Trevhill. Gwen was thrilled with the candy shop, the only time she had seen that vast a selection of sweets was at the royal kitchen. She couldn't resist trying the vampire pops. Vincent looked a tad ill as she sucked on the red lolly. "Are you ok Vincent?" She asked, taking the sucker out of her mouth.
"It's just that, well, not be offensive, but I've never seen any human actually enjoy a blood pop. Sirens don't drink blood do they," The boy stuttered out, his face turning as red as the sweet under discussion.
Gwen laughed, "Yes and no. We do occasionally have blood based delicacies at festivals but we don't go around biting people and ripping out animal throats. It's just that every now and then we like to have a little treat. If it makes you that sick then I would be glad not to eat them when you are around."
Vincent sighed and looked much more relieved, "if you wouldn't mind I would appreciate that. They just make me a little queasy." Gwen slipped the wrapper back on the sucker and put it back in her bag. Suddenly Gwen felt a sharp pain in her chest and a wave of fear wash over her mind. "iris!" she mouthed and dashed off in the direction instinct led her to.
She heard an angry yell and plowed through the copse of trees that was shielding her from her sister. Bursting through the last bush she saw Gregory Goyle wrestling with a large black dog while Iris stood with her back pressed against a large rock. Gregory seemed to be losing and one of the two had left a trail of blood on the ground. "Enough!" Gwen shouted and shot sparks at the two with her wand. The dog yelped and struggled out of Goyle's grip. The boy just looked at her with an expression of hurt pride and thankfulness in one. "What is going on here?" Gwen bellowed a Goyle and her sister.
Iris opened her mouth to speak but Goyle cut her off, "that monster tried to attack us." He said and pointed accusingly at the dog, who was now licking his wounded foreleg. The dog looked up as though he had understood and growled at the boy. Gwen looked at the dog, knowing something wasn't quite right about him.
"We were walking around the grove and the dog came running through. It seemed almost like he bumped into Gregory by accident. Then out of no where the two just started beating the crap out of each other like there's no tomorrow. Gwen, I'm sorry, but I don't think the dog meant any harm," Iris glared at Greg for cutting her off before speaking to her sister. The sisters locked eyes and concentrated on listening to the words that neither spoke.
"Are you sure you're ok? Nothings broken?" "I'm fine, but I think the dog is hurt. I saw blood."
'Why were you out here with Gregory any ways. You're not cheating Draco are you?' 'Of course not! Draco asked Goyle to escort me and the boy won't leave me alone! I was out here picking some flowers and taking pictures of the village and country side."
"Oh, ok, as long as you are fine. I think we should take at look at the pup's leg. Do you get the feeling he isn't your average mutt?" "Oh good, it's not just me!"
They ended the connection and walked over to the dog. "come here boy, we won't hurt you. It's ok" Gwen called sweetly to the animal. The canine looked as if he rolled his eyes at their gesture. Iris reached for his leg which he held out as if he understood. There was a long cut that he must have gotten when he smacked into Goyle.
Iris grabbed her wand and waved it just above the cut while she muttered something in Latin. A sparkly liquid poured from the tip of the wand and turned the bloody wound into a thin scar. "Is that better baby, You know you're pretty cute for a stray." Iris cooed and gave the dog a quick hug. The black dog seemed to melt under her touch. Gwen gave him a pat on the head and then rose from the ground.
Sensing something peculiar she turned to Crabbe and Goyle, "would you two mind grabbing us a table at that little bistro I saw in town. We should be along in a moment."
"I don't think we should leave you alone with that beast. M'lady it could very likely not be safe for you and your sister," Goyle said sneering at the dog.
"We will be fine, I insist." Gwen said in a firm voice and the two boys reluctantly left the grove. As soon as she was sure that they were gone she draped her under-cloak over the dog. "now, sir, if you would, please come back to your true form so that we may speak with you." She addressed the dog. The creature looked surprised. "Anytime now," she said in the same firm voice she has used on the boys. The dog coiled himself underneath the robe and with a small whine the cape seemed to fill up with his presence. Then a full grown man stood up in front of them, fully clothed and a little scruffy looking. "I would appreciate you not telling anyone about this, m'dear. You see I was on my way to a ...um ... meeting and I tend to travel much faster on four legs. I really am sorry to have bumped into your friend but he had no place grabbing my tail like that." The man said in a gruff voice. Iris gasped at the man standing in front of her and her sister. "You're forgiven," she stuttered. "By the way how did you two know that I am an animagi? It's not like there are any signs to clue you off," he asked Gwen, looking a little worried about his cover being blown. "Oh you didn't really do anything. Your expressions seemed a little too human and we can sense when something isn't as simple as it seems. It's either a siren trait or the effects of long term exposure to politics." She laughed. "oh good, you had me worried I was showing through to much. Sirens, that's a first and at your age I am sure I don't even want to know about the politics. Well I must be going, thank you very much for the healing." The man said and began to walk away. "who are you?" iris asked as he was walking away. "a friend," he shouted before he turned back to his fuzzy from and ran away through the trees. Gwen and Iris stared into the trees for a moment before starting back to the town. They met the boys at the three broomsticks pub where two hot cups of butter- beer were waiting for them. They told the boys that they had just wanted to make sure the dog was fine before they sent him on his way and that was the end of the story. They ate some munchies and drank some more of the soothing brew before catching a school carriage back to the castle. Gwen burst into the common room after they had gotten back. "where is Lavender Brown?" she asked the first person she saw. Her eyes glowed a dark red and she was shaking with the anger that she had pulled together during the ride home. She was furious at the girl for treating her and Hermione like she had. Now she was ready to let loose, a very rare thing for Gwen. Yes, she occasionally reprimanded her sister or another person for pulling a stupid stunt or for coping an uncalled for attitude, but she very rarely lost her temper. The little boy pointed to the corner of the room by a huge statue of a lion. Gwen stormed over to the couch that lavender and her friends were sitting. Gwen felt all the power rushing through her body and with one strong move she picked up lavender by the shirt collar and held her eye level, the girl's toes just brushing the floor. "How dare you treat Hermione and I like that." She roared at the girl. "that was one of the rudest things I have ever witnessed. If you had not wanted us to join your little cronies you could have just said so. Instead you left us standing at the portrait for over and hour and leave a note insulting us. If you have something to say to me you better well say it to my face." Gwen tossed the Lavender backward on to a chair. Lavender stood up and sneered at Gwen, "just because your some high and mighty princess in America doesn't mean shit at Hogwarts. You are just another stuck up exchange student with an attitude, back off!" The red faced girl attempted to shove Gwen away but the siren didn't budge. She just caught the offender's forearm and looked down on her. "This has nothing to do with my status, you twit. This has to do with my being an living individual and you treating me like one. for your information, America is not where my people are from. We originated from northern European mountain ranges. My parents just happened to raise us in America because our leisure palace happens to be there and they have better starter schools. Now let me make this clear, if I ever catch you being this much of an insensitive bitch to anyone of my friends I will let you know what the temper of a siren really means." Gwen let go of her and turned to the rest of the common room, "sorry, didn't mean to interrupt you all." Then she calmly made her way up to her bedroom where Hera was waiting. The poodle puppy hopped on to Gwen's bed, wagged her tail and stretched out by the pillow. Gwen changed into her flowered pajamas and slid in next to the dog. She was soon asleep. While all this was happening in Gryfindor, Iris was having a wonderful time in her house. She pranced into the common room and sat down on Draco's lap. "what's this all about?" he said right before she kissed him. "never-mind, I like it!" he said and kissed her back. "Oh nothing, just glad to see you. How was your day, hey when is the first school dance. I really want to get my Brittany on." Iris laughed hopping off of him. "we don't really have school dances, and my day was fine. apparently so was yours." Draco said and missed trying to steal another kiss. Iris stretched her arms above her head and let out a delicate yawn. "you know, I think I should head off to bed. I'll see you tomorrow, sweet dreams!" she bounced up the stairs and into her bedroom. Anya was already fast asleep on the pillow when iris plopped down on the bed. She donned her neon purple nightgown and curled up under the covers. Downstairs, Crabbe came into the common room with a dazed look on his face. "Crabbe are you ill, you look like you were just hit with a blinding curse." Draco said looking at his awestruck associate. "Good day, going to bed. Have a nice night," the boy uttered as he stumbled up the staircase. "What's got into him?" Draco asked Goyle who had come in just after Crabbe. "I think it might have something to do with that kiss Gwen gave him just before she went to her house," Goyle said as him and Draco watched Crabbe make his way up the stairs. "I thought we weren't allowed to date Gryfindor's?" "this is very different. If Gwen is happy then so is Iris. And I don't think even my father would dare to get on their bad side. Gwen can date who ever she wants. And if she chooses Crabbe then that's a step forward for us." Draco explained. He knew that provoking the twins was not a smart idea. He also felt this strange duty to keep Iris happy and that meant making sure her sister had it easy.
Gwen was ready and waiting outside the Fat Lady with Hermione. They had gotten up extra early and had a passing house elf bring them some breakfast. "When are they coming. Lavender said she would be here an hour ago!" Gwen said impatiently.
"You share a room with them right? Well let's go and see if they left us a note." Hermione said calmly. She had an idea of what had happened. The two girls sprinted up to Gwen's room to find it empty. A letter was sitting on Gwen's pillow;
Sorry suckers, the girls decided that you and the book bitch could go your own ways today. In other words we left without you two.
Sincerely, Lavender.
Gwen stood there in shock for a moment, "I guess we will be going alone." Gwen said pulling herself together.
"I have some essays to finish, I think I will be staying here." Hermione said and left the room. Gwen was still shaken but quickly made a mental change of plans. She tucked the letter into her pocket and went to the great hall.
Gwen stood at the entrance of the great hall. Looking around she found Vincent. She hurried over to him and sat down. He looked startled. "Weren't you going to Hogsmead with some of the other Gryfindors?" He asked. He looked at her face, her eyes had turned a light gray and were brimming with tears. "Gwen is something wrong? What happened?"
Gwen let the tears run down her face as she told him how the girls had ditched her and Hermione. He hesitantly put his arm around Gwen's shoulders. She leaned into him and cried. She wasn't used to being picked on. Yes being a princess meant that some politicians and people were less fond of your family. But usually it wasn't meant as a personal thing. "Do you still want to go to Hogsmead? If you want I will take you." Crabbe said thoughtfully. Gwen smiled and nodded she reached over and kissed Vincent on the cheek. He turned 7 shades of Gryfindor red before muttering something about leaving quickly.
He led her to the front of the castle and remembered that all the school carriages had left already. "Um Gwen I don't know how we can get there. Any ideas?" He asked feeling very stupid.
"How do you get to Hogsmead in the carriage?" Gwen said and watched as Vincent pointed towards the dark forest. "let's go" Gwen said and started walking towards the mass growth of trees.
"Gwen," Crabbe yelled running after her. "You can't go in there; there are things that could kill us without thinking!" Crabbe had a very panicky look on his face.
"Accido Royal Ring," Gwen yelled flicking her wand at the castle. A small gold object shot through the window of her dorm room and into Gwen's hand. "Nothing would dare touch a royal Siren or her escort." Gwen said matter of faculty as she slipped on the ring. She threw her dark blue cape on and pinned it with her royal gold emblem pin. Grabbing Crabbe's hand she led off into the forest. The trees closed in around them and strange noises sounded in the distance. Crabbe tried hard not to seem scared but jumped at a nearby blood curdling howl.
"Gwen I really don't feel this is safe for you!" Vincent tugged at her arm. She merely shrugged him off and kept going. Vincent Shrieked as a large dark figure descended from the treetops to Gwen's shoulder.
"Calm down, it is just my hawk." Gwen said as she greeted the bird. "Ra, go ahead and make sure we are going the right way. Carry this so we know where to go." Gwen said handed the bird a cloth bag. She poked a small hole in it with her hairpin and the bird flew off trailing a line of glowing red dust behind him. Crabbe looked at her for an explanation. "I always carry some stuff like that with me, just in case," she shrugged and led the way.
Soon they were out of the forest sitting with a very proud Ra. Gwen thanked Ra and told him to take the day off. She and Crabbe entered the village. Gwen made a beeline for the Quidditch shop. There she bought some brand new robes and gloves. Back at Trevhill she had been known for walking off the flying field covered in blood. Gwen could do any move you asked her to but that didn't mean she would come out of it in one piece. She bought Crabbe a new Flame-thrower Racing broom. It's sturdy build and strong knee clip made the lively broom seem slower that it actually was. It was perfect for Crabbe's stocky build. He insisted that she didn't need to, but Gwen merely said it was the least she could do and left it at that.
Vincent stopped and looked at Gwen for a moment. Of course she was lovely, but there was something about her. Something very different, almost haunting about her presence. He was incredibly attracted to the young blonde, but at the same time there was a fear that creeped through his body every time she touched him. He shrugged off the feeling and followed her back into the street.
Gwen loved the little village, she had never really been anyplace like it. It reminded her of the little town in muggle fairy tales. She skipped in and out of the little shops buying little trinkets to send back to her friends at Trevhill. Gwen was thrilled with the candy shop, the only time she had seen that vast a selection of sweets was at the royal kitchen. She couldn't resist trying the vampire pops. Vincent looked a tad ill as she sucked on the red lolly. "Are you ok Vincent?" She asked, taking the sucker out of her mouth.
"It's just that, well, not be offensive, but I've never seen any human actually enjoy a blood pop. Sirens don't drink blood do they," The boy stuttered out, his face turning as red as the sweet under discussion.
Gwen laughed, "Yes and no. We do occasionally have blood based delicacies at festivals but we don't go around biting people and ripping out animal throats. It's just that every now and then we like to have a little treat. If it makes you that sick then I would be glad not to eat them when you are around."
Vincent sighed and looked much more relieved, "if you wouldn't mind I would appreciate that. They just make me a little queasy." Gwen slipped the wrapper back on the sucker and put it back in her bag. Suddenly Gwen felt a sharp pain in her chest and a wave of fear wash over her mind. "iris!" she mouthed and dashed off in the direction instinct led her to.
She heard an angry yell and plowed through the copse of trees that was shielding her from her sister. Bursting through the last bush she saw Gregory Goyle wrestling with a large black dog while Iris stood with her back pressed against a large rock. Gregory seemed to be losing and one of the two had left a trail of blood on the ground. "Enough!" Gwen shouted and shot sparks at the two with her wand. The dog yelped and struggled out of Goyle's grip. The boy just looked at her with an expression of hurt pride and thankfulness in one. "What is going on here?" Gwen bellowed a Goyle and her sister.
Iris opened her mouth to speak but Goyle cut her off, "that monster tried to attack us." He said and pointed accusingly at the dog, who was now licking his wounded foreleg. The dog looked up as though he had understood and growled at the boy. Gwen looked at the dog, knowing something wasn't quite right about him.
"We were walking around the grove and the dog came running through. It seemed almost like he bumped into Gregory by accident. Then out of no where the two just started beating the crap out of each other like there's no tomorrow. Gwen, I'm sorry, but I don't think the dog meant any harm," Iris glared at Greg for cutting her off before speaking to her sister. The sisters locked eyes and concentrated on listening to the words that neither spoke.
"Are you sure you're ok? Nothings broken?" "I'm fine, but I think the dog is hurt. I saw blood."
'Why were you out here with Gregory any ways. You're not cheating Draco are you?' 'Of course not! Draco asked Goyle to escort me and the boy won't leave me alone! I was out here picking some flowers and taking pictures of the village and country side."
"Oh, ok, as long as you are fine. I think we should take at look at the pup's leg. Do you get the feeling he isn't your average mutt?" "Oh good, it's not just me!"
They ended the connection and walked over to the dog. "come here boy, we won't hurt you. It's ok" Gwen called sweetly to the animal. The canine looked as if he rolled his eyes at their gesture. Iris reached for his leg which he held out as if he understood. There was a long cut that he must have gotten when he smacked into Goyle.
Iris grabbed her wand and waved it just above the cut while she muttered something in Latin. A sparkly liquid poured from the tip of the wand and turned the bloody wound into a thin scar. "Is that better baby, You know you're pretty cute for a stray." Iris cooed and gave the dog a quick hug. The black dog seemed to melt under her touch. Gwen gave him a pat on the head and then rose from the ground.
Sensing something peculiar she turned to Crabbe and Goyle, "would you two mind grabbing us a table at that little bistro I saw in town. We should be along in a moment."
"I don't think we should leave you alone with that beast. M'lady it could very likely not be safe for you and your sister," Goyle said sneering at the dog.
"We will be fine, I insist." Gwen said in a firm voice and the two boys reluctantly left the grove. As soon as she was sure that they were gone she draped her under-cloak over the dog. "now, sir, if you would, please come back to your true form so that we may speak with you." She addressed the dog. The creature looked surprised. "Anytime now," she said in the same firm voice she has used on the boys. The dog coiled himself underneath the robe and with a small whine the cape seemed to fill up with his presence. Then a full grown man stood up in front of them, fully clothed and a little scruffy looking. "I would appreciate you not telling anyone about this, m'dear. You see I was on my way to a ...um ... meeting and I tend to travel much faster on four legs. I really am sorry to have bumped into your friend but he had no place grabbing my tail like that." The man said in a gruff voice. Iris gasped at the man standing in front of her and her sister. "You're forgiven," she stuttered. "By the way how did you two know that I am an animagi? It's not like there are any signs to clue you off," he asked Gwen, looking a little worried about his cover being blown. "Oh you didn't really do anything. Your expressions seemed a little too human and we can sense when something isn't as simple as it seems. It's either a siren trait or the effects of long term exposure to politics." She laughed. "oh good, you had me worried I was showing through to much. Sirens, that's a first and at your age I am sure I don't even want to know about the politics. Well I must be going, thank you very much for the healing." The man said and began to walk away. "who are you?" iris asked as he was walking away. "a friend," he shouted before he turned back to his fuzzy from and ran away through the trees. Gwen and Iris stared into the trees for a moment before starting back to the town. They met the boys at the three broomsticks pub where two hot cups of butter- beer were waiting for them. They told the boys that they had just wanted to make sure the dog was fine before they sent him on his way and that was the end of the story. They ate some munchies and drank some more of the soothing brew before catching a school carriage back to the castle. Gwen burst into the common room after they had gotten back. "where is Lavender Brown?" she asked the first person she saw. Her eyes glowed a dark red and she was shaking with the anger that she had pulled together during the ride home. She was furious at the girl for treating her and Hermione like she had. Now she was ready to let loose, a very rare thing for Gwen. Yes, she occasionally reprimanded her sister or another person for pulling a stupid stunt or for coping an uncalled for attitude, but she very rarely lost her temper. The little boy pointed to the corner of the room by a huge statue of a lion. Gwen stormed over to the couch that lavender and her friends were sitting. Gwen felt all the power rushing through her body and with one strong move she picked up lavender by the shirt collar and held her eye level, the girl's toes just brushing the floor. "How dare you treat Hermione and I like that." She roared at the girl. "that was one of the rudest things I have ever witnessed. If you had not wanted us to join your little cronies you could have just said so. Instead you left us standing at the portrait for over and hour and leave a note insulting us. If you have something to say to me you better well say it to my face." Gwen tossed the Lavender backward on to a chair. Lavender stood up and sneered at Gwen, "just because your some high and mighty princess in America doesn't mean shit at Hogwarts. You are just another stuck up exchange student with an attitude, back off!" The red faced girl attempted to shove Gwen away but the siren didn't budge. She just caught the offender's forearm and looked down on her. "This has nothing to do with my status, you twit. This has to do with my being an living individual and you treating me like one. for your information, America is not where my people are from. We originated from northern European mountain ranges. My parents just happened to raise us in America because our leisure palace happens to be there and they have better starter schools. Now let me make this clear, if I ever catch you being this much of an insensitive bitch to anyone of my friends I will let you know what the temper of a siren really means." Gwen let go of her and turned to the rest of the common room, "sorry, didn't mean to interrupt you all." Then she calmly made her way up to her bedroom where Hera was waiting. The poodle puppy hopped on to Gwen's bed, wagged her tail and stretched out by the pillow. Gwen changed into her flowered pajamas and slid in next to the dog. She was soon asleep. While all this was happening in Gryfindor, Iris was having a wonderful time in her house. She pranced into the common room and sat down on Draco's lap. "what's this all about?" he said right before she kissed him. "never-mind, I like it!" he said and kissed her back. "Oh nothing, just glad to see you. How was your day, hey when is the first school dance. I really want to get my Brittany on." Iris laughed hopping off of him. "we don't really have school dances, and my day was fine. apparently so was yours." Draco said and missed trying to steal another kiss. Iris stretched her arms above her head and let out a delicate yawn. "you know, I think I should head off to bed. I'll see you tomorrow, sweet dreams!" she bounced up the stairs and into her bedroom. Anya was already fast asleep on the pillow when iris plopped down on the bed. She donned her neon purple nightgown and curled up under the covers. Downstairs, Crabbe came into the common room with a dazed look on his face. "Crabbe are you ill, you look like you were just hit with a blinding curse." Draco said looking at his awestruck associate. "Good day, going to bed. Have a nice night," the boy uttered as he stumbled up the staircase. "What's got into him?" Draco asked Goyle who had come in just after Crabbe. "I think it might have something to do with that kiss Gwen gave him just before she went to her house," Goyle said as him and Draco watched Crabbe make his way up the stairs. "I thought we weren't allowed to date Gryfindor's?" "this is very different. If Gwen is happy then so is Iris. And I don't think even my father would dare to get on their bad side. Gwen can date who ever she wants. And if she chooses Crabbe then that's a step forward for us." Draco explained. He knew that provoking the twins was not a smart idea. He also felt this strange duty to keep Iris happy and that meant making sure her sister had it easy.
