Iris Potter Watching the Movies {ON HOLD TILL 2027}

Quidditch

[The next morning, in the great hall. The gang is sitting, eating. Iris is twirling her food on a fork while Aries is staring at her, his breakfast long finished.]

Exasperated sighs were heard in the Great Hall at his lovesick face.

Ron: Take a bit of toast, mate, go on.

Hermione: Ron's right, Iris. You're gonna need your strength today.

"Yeah, Quidditch needs a lot of strength. Especially the seekers."

Iris: I'm not hungry.

[Snape appears at the table.]

Snape: Good luck today, Potter, Black. Then again, now that you've proven yourself against a troll, a little game of Quidditch should be easy work for you...even if it is against Slytherin. 

[Snape walks off, limping. Aries notices this.]

Aries: That explains the blood.

"Blood?"

Suspicious looks were sent to Snape.

He ignored them.

Hermione: Blood?

Aries: Listen, last night, I'm guessing Snape let the troll in as a diversion so he could try and get past that 3 headed dog. But, he got himself bitten, that's why he's limping.

Iris: Or maybe he was trying to stop whoever really was trying to get pass the Cerberus?

Severus was shocked that the Potter spawn was defending him. While he had grown to like her as his daughter, didn't mean he was used to her defending him.

[She was having suspicions about Quirrell and was trying to tell them, but was ignored by the boys. Hermione was the only one who shared her thought.]

The said girls smiled at each other.

Hermione: But why would anyone go near that dog?

Iris: The day I was at Gringotts, Hagrid took something out of one of the vaults. He said it was Hogwarts' business, very secret.

Hermione: So you're saying...

Aries: That's what the dog's guarding. That's what Snape wants.

Mcgonagall mentally groans, wondering why didn't she retired earlier. She should've known another Potter-Black duo would be a hell lot of work. And now that she knows that five- six if you count her godson's daughter's godson- Potter-Black children will be attending Hogwarts, it will be a surprise if the castle still stands.

As if hearing her thoughts, the future Potter-Blacks smirked at her.

[Hedwig screeches as she enters the Great Hall. She is carrying a very large, long parcel. Another owl follows her with the same type of parcel. They drop it off at the table.]

Hermione: Bit early for mail, isn't it?

Iris: But I-I never get mail.

[Aries frowns and wonders why. He would have to ask her. He let the matter slide, for now.]

Aries growls at the reminder.

Aries: Let's open it.

[They open it to reveal a broomstick.]

Iris: It's a broomstick!

Ron: Thats not just any broomstick, Iris, Aries. [recognizing the model] They're Nimbus 2000s!