Are You What I've Always Wanted?

Chapter 19

☆ Iris's POV ☆

"I still can't believe you two get invited to all the parties!" Pansy grumbles slumping in her seat.

We were on the train back to platform 9 and 3/4

"What can I say? I'm a popular gal." I smirk. "Besides it's not fully a party, you know."

"Does Draco know?" Pansy ignores my statement

I nod.

Blaise takes my hand. "I'll protect you, fair lady."

I snicker and take my hand back. "I don't need protecting, he's one boy, I can handle that."

"Who's gonna do you make-up?" Pansy groans changing the subject

I laugh. "I know how to do my own make-up, you just never let me do my own."

She scoffs.

I lean on the window gazing outside.

Pansy's still grumbling

"Why don't you go find Luna?" I tell Pansy. "She should be able to cheer you up."

Pansy thinks about it than nods and heads out the compartment.

"Finally peace and quiet." I mutter

Blaise laughs. "But that wasn't the only reason why you got her out."

I look over at him. "What makes you say that."

"Ever since you got that letter, you've been tense, like your expecting the worse happening at Malfoy Manor."

I sigh. "Your not wrong, Blaise let me see your left wrist."

"What! Why?!" He pulls his left arm closer to himself

"I know." I mutter. I sigh than pull up my sleeve. "Look."

The Dark Mark stands out against my pale skin.

"When? How? Why?" Blaise mutters looking at the mark.

"First, how much does Pansy know?"

He sighs and watches me pull my sleeve back over my arm. "She knows nothing, her parents are trying to keep her out of it, who are your parents? Why are they allowing you to be involved?"

I groan. "Slow down, I got the mark as soon as he came back, how did I get it, that's pretty self explanatory. Why did I get it, that's a good question." Blaise stares at me waiting for my answer.

"I didn't have a choice," I say softly. "My parents are, Arabella, and Tom Riddle, but Tom is better known as Voldermort."

Blaise's eyes nearly pop out their sockets. " Your, your a child of Voldermort." He stutters

I nod. "So is Mattheo, he's my brother, but he has a different mother from what I know."

Blaise nods as he begins to understand this information.

"So what job did you have?"

"To help Malfoy." I say simply. "But once I met you guys I didn't want to."

"So... Are you being punished? From what I know he's at Malfoy Manor."

"Probably." I sigh. "Nothing I can do, I already knew my actions will have consequences, I just have to accept that."

"But how can you? Why won't you fight him?"

I snort. " You should know, that's not possible."

Blaise sighs and the rest of the ride is in silence.