"Black, Iris," McGonagall yelled out into the crowd. Iris lifted her head and made her way towards the sorting hat. A few inaudible sounds were coming from the hat "Slytherin, " it suddenly yelled. Her breath hitched, Slytherin? Out of all houses she was put into Slytherin.
As she walked over to her house table to sit down, she felt completely numb. How could her dad possibly love her after she was sorted into Slytherin? Iris was brought out of her thoughts by a boy with platinum blonde hair, "Draco. Draco Malfoy, " he announced to her. "Iris. Iris Black, " she responded. He stuck his hand out in front of him. Iris quickly took his hand in hers, shaking it.
Suddenly all heads turned at one particular name "Potter, Harry, " McGonagall yelled out once again. Harry Potter. The boy her father had told her about, a distant relative. A boy who lived against evil, a boy who her father deeply admired. She watched as he sat under the hat, only to be placed in Gryffindor.
That's it, the moment her unintentional hate grew for not only Harry but her father as well. How was she supposed to compete with him? This moment wasn't only filled with misery, it was filled with excitement. It was a moment a friendship blossomed with a boy who despised Harry as much as she did; Draco Malfoy.
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hey babes! i know this was super short but it's just the intro for my book. i wanted to include some background before i really get deep into the book 🐝
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Broken Pieces
FanfictionIris Black is the Daughter of Sirius Black. She was his past, present, and future. Everything was going well until Iris met Harry Potter. Along the way, Iris made some bad decisions. Will Fred Weasley help her back to her old ways, or will he fail?
