"Can't anyone else hear it? "
Her heart begins to pound even faster as a feeling she cant place starts to pool into her stomach. Silence. Thick, hot, and dark. Just like everything around the archway.
Everyone says it was an accident.
A tragic loss.
Wrong place, wrong time.
But Iris Fletcher knows better.
The night her family was slaughtered, Iris ran-because her brother told her to. Now, she's the only one left, and nothing about what happened makes sense. The Ministry is silent. Her name is everywhere. And Hogwarts feels colder than ever.
People stare. Some whisper. Some think she's dangerous. Maybe she is.
But Iris didn't survive just to hide in the shadows. With her brother's voice in her head and grief sharp as a blade, she's ready to uncover the truth. Even if it means tearing through the secrets the wizarding world wants buried.
Even if it means trusting the one person she never thought she would: Draco Malfoy.
Because there's no such thing as accidental murder.
And Iris Fletcher is done running.