Chapter Eight: The New Muggle in Town

IRIS SHIFTED IN HER BED AS SHE pulled her blankets closer around her body to keep herself warm. She sighed in content as she cracked her eyes open slightly to take in her surroundings. She was greeted with the light blue walls of her shared bedroom with Lily. Pictures of family and friends, old and new, decorated the walls and shelves in the slightly large room. Of course, none of them were moving like the pictures and paintings that Iris had come to love in the magical world. She honestly preferred the pictures that smiled and waved back instead of the ones that just stared back at you and did nothing. The muggle world was completely boring.

Iris snuggled further into her soft blankets and tried to sleep in. A bright light shined through the curtained window which meant that it was morning. She could only thank Merlin that Lily had actually let her sleep in than waking her up to do something that she would more than likely hate that morning. It was an unspoken agreement that when they were at home and they didn't have anything to do, Lily would leave Iris alone for at least most of the morning. Lily would permit Iris to get up at her own time for the first few days they were home for vacation.

Though Iris didn't feel tired at that moment. Perhaps that was because she had crashed onto her bed as soon as she got home. She didn't even bother to eat or even change her clothes. The exhaustion that consumed her the other day had drained her to the point where she had hopped into bed as soon as she could.

Of course, no one would likely bother her because it was officially the first day of Winter break. The Evans family knew that if they disturbed her before even eleven o'clock they would be risking the possibility of raising hell inside their home.

Shadow was basking in the sun that filtered through the curtains as he laid at the foot of Iris' bed. Just like his owner, he had no intention of getting up. Though he usually spent all of his days napping all over the place! It was no wonder the two got along so well. Both were troublesome and enjoyed sleeping perfect match.

Iris ran a lazy hand through her hair that was sticking up in all sorts of directions. She yawned loudly and sat up slightly in her bed. Her side of the room was a complete disorganized mess. Papers littered the floor underneath her desk as sticky notes with chicken scratch written on them were posted all on her desk, lamp, and walls. She had a few posters of Muggle musicians and films that she liked.

Lily's was the complete opposite. Everything had a place on her side and if one thing was out of place, Lily would throw a hissy fit about it being misplaced before she fixed it. While Iris was comfortable with the chaos on her side of the room, Lily had always complained about how much of a 'slob' she was. Iris didn't see herself as a slob because she never lost anything in their room. She had her own system. Her room may have been a mess but it was an organized mess that only she could navigate. Lily just couldn't understand her logic.

Iris swung her feet over the side of her ruby colored bed and wrapped a thin, soft blanket around herself. She shuffled around the room in order to sit at her desk that was painted in ideas, formulas, and spells. She started to rifle through her messy piles of paper and lazily read what was on them.

She stretched her back while she read over a few lists of ingredients that she had written down during the summer. The list was titled 'Sweets'. They displayed the ingredients of some experimental tricks that Iris had yet to perfect. Unlike the ones that she had used to prank the entire student body of Hogwarts, the ones she had written down were not ready for testing. So far she had only been able to get a few of her ideas to work, including the four trick sweets that she used a few months ago.

She had a few more ideas for some sweets that could transform someone into different animals and some shoes that made every step the wearer took impossible to hear (which made them perfect for sneaking up on someone). She just needed to do some further research into proper ingredients and spells that she had to use. Honestly, Iris spent more time on creating tricks than she did spending time with her family whenever she was home. It was no wonder that Iris didn't have many friends in their town because she rarely ever left her room.

She spent nearly an hour reading through some of her textbooks about certain plants and spells that she would have to use to create some tricks on her list. She could already hear the hoots and hollers of kids playing outdoors in the snow. If she could, she would have used a muffling charm or something so she couldn't hear their screams. She did like to have some quiet when she worked.

Just as she was reading a passage in her Herbology textbook, the door to her bedroom creaked open and a head of red hair peaked into the room. Lily surveyed their room to find Iris sitting at her desk with her blanket wrapped around her shoulders and was enraptured in a book. She cleared her throat to get her sister's attention but didn't receive any sort of indication that she had heard. She tried once again and sighed in frustration as she crossed her arms over her chest when Iris still didn't turn to her. "Iris-"

The older twin raised her hand towards Lily in a gesture that said 'one moment'. After a few more seconds of reading, Iris finished the page and finally turned to her sister. "Hmm?"

Lily smiled as the slight annoyance at her sister was washed away as she remembered why she came into their room in the first place. "I came to see if you were awake." She explained as she walked over to stand next to Iris and looked over her shoulder to see what she was doing. Iris was scribbling some words down onto a piece of parchment. Lily could barely read the scribbles that resembled an abstract painting more than words. "I'm surprised to see that you are awake before noon," she exclaimed in disbelief with a slight giggle.

"You wanted something right?"

"Well, mum made you lunch before she left-"

Iris' eyebrows furrowed in confusion, "left? Where did she go?" She knew that her father still had work today and didn't expect to see him until about dinner time. Petunia had also no doubt left as soon as she could to get away from her younger sisters. Honestly, Iris had no idea why Petunia hated them so much!

Lily rolled her eyes when Iris cut her off, "if you paid attention yesterday, then you would have heard mum say that she was going out with her friends." She smirked lightly, "and that she wanted the two of us to go outside today."

The statement caused Iris to groan loudly in protest and slump in her chair. It was the first day of Winter break, she didn't want to go outside and endure the cold weather. All she wanted to do was stay inside and go over the notes she had for pranks!

"Lily!"

Her sister laughed at her whining while patting her shoulder in mock sympathy. "Oh, I know. Poor Iris actually has to leave our room for a few hours, the horror!"

Iris huffed at the fact that Lily was making fun of her and pouted. "Meanie…"

"Now come on, get ready! We'll eat and then I want to go to Quinn's," she sweetly continued as she moved to exit their bedroom. Iris stuck her tongue out at her childishly while she continued to pout. She wasn't going to go outside when she obviously had some important matters to attend to here! "If you come with me we'll get some ice-cream!"

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Okay, so maybe Iris' work wasn't that important… she could spare some time outside. Especially when she was bribed with such treats as ice-cream (curse her inability to say 'no' to sweets). At the moment she was trudging through the snow covered roads behind her sister as they were headed towards the small bookshop that was a short walk from their house.

The town that they lived in was small. Everyone knew everyone and everyone knew everything about their neighbors. Of course, the twins were an exception as nobody was none the wiser to the fact that they were witches. It was a peaceful place to live which bored Iris quite a bit.

Ever since she was young, she always dreamt of leaving the quiet town to move to somewhere like London. She wanted more excitement in her life. Though she sure got it when she found out she was a witch. Forget London! She now wanted to live somewhere in the magical world where she could freely use magic when she was of age.

Because Iris found the town boring and rarely ever left her home, she didn't have friends in town. She knew a few kids in town because she had gone to school with them when she was young, but ever since she started attending Beauxbatons and now Hogwarts, she lost all contact with the muggles she barely knew. She didn't mind it though.

She kicked the snow that was at her feet and shivered. There was no wind to bite at her skin or snowflakes to layer her body in a cold blanket, however, she was still cold. Even though she wore a long-sleeved shirt, jumper, heavy coat, long pants, and mittens. Merlin, she hated winter.

"Stop looking so angry," Lily commented as she glanced at her sister who looked like she just ate a lemon. "You don't have to be so sour about being outside, you know."

Iris huffed and stuffed her hands in her coat pockets. "It's far too cold out here, couldn't you've done this on your own?"

"Yes. But I thought it would be good for you to come outside and actually spend some time out of the house."

Iris' expression was void, "I couldn't have had just one day to myself?"

Lily smirked, "no." Iris groaned but continued to follow along the road towards the bookshop.

It took them about twenty minutes of walking to make it to the small bookshop that was nestled tightly into the middle of town. It was the smallest shop on the road which was a feat in itself as most of the buildings were quite small. The worn down sign above the front door was barely readable due to the words starting to vanish after being exposed to all kinds of weather for such a long time. 'Quinn's' was written in faded cursive letters and decorated with vine-like golden designs.

Lily loved this small shop and spent most of her time when there they were home. It was really one of the only places she hung out at with the minimal amount of muggle friends that she had from primary school.

A soft bell rung out in the small shop from above the door. The twins rushed through the door in order to shield themselves from the cold. Iris sighed as she allowed the warm air from the shop to consume her entire body. She smiled happily at the warm feeling and rubbed her hands together.

Rustling was heard from behind the front counter as they ventured further into the small shop. On the other side of the counter, they were able to see a tuft of chestnut hair poking out from behind the mahogany counter. A soft voice hummed a merry tune while whoever was behind the counter rummaged through some papers. After only a minute longer, an old woman popped out from behind the counter. Her elderly eyes finally came to rest on the set of twins which caused a toothy smile to blossom on her aged lips.

"Ah, Lily!" She exclaimed as she briskly stepped out from behind the counter to smother the girl in a strong hug. "I was wondering when I'd see you. How is that boarding school of yours?"

Quinn Adams was a lovely, older woman who owned the bookshop. To most people in the town, she was like their honorary grandmother. She welcomed everyone in the town into her home and honestly acted like everyone's grandmother! She fussed about whether or not someone ate their meals, scolded the children who skipped school and baked the best cookies.

Lily smiled warmly at the old brunette, "it's going well, we're going to have exams soon so we've been studying quite a lot."

Her gaze finally moved over to Iris and her smile seemingly widened. Iris was worried that she would split her face in half with how large her smile was. "Oh, Iris!" She gushed and enveloped the slightly older girl into her arms in a tight hug. Iris was certain that Lily had inherited her ability to hug so tightly from Quinn.

Iris couldn't help herself but laugh at the older woman's contagious enthusiasm. "I know, Quinn. It's nice to see you."

"Oh, my!" Quinn cooed and backed away from Iris to brush a piece of hair from the redhead's forehead so she could get a good proper look at her. "I haven't seen you in such a long time."

Iris smiled sheepishly at the older woman as she could already imagine the reprimanding that she was about to receive. "I know, sorry about that Quinnie-"

"You rarely ever come to the shop anymore!" Here we go, Iris couldn't help herself but think. "Each summer you lock yourself in your room and you haven't been home for Christmas-"

"But I am home for this Christmas!" Iris interjected. Quinn scowled and wacked Iris on the head as punishment for interrupting her. "Ow!"

"No letters or anything! I thought you were dead, young lady! Lily had to let me know you were okay. And your parents, bless them, missed you terribly."

Iris sighed sadly, "I really am sorry, Quinnie. I suppose I was having too much fun at school to leave."

Lily rolled her eyes and took the opportunity to escape the scolding Iris was getting. She slowly backed away and disappeared behind one of the shelves. She did not want to be dragged into Quinn's chastising like she knew Iris would try to do.

Quinn flashed her a deadly glare, "apparently too much fun to let me know that you were at least alive!"

Iris cringed as her tone and gnawed at her bottom lip. She knew that her apology wasn't going to amount to much. "I'll send you letters all the time from now on!" She declared in hopes to sooth the old woman's anger. Quinn could be such a sweet woman if you were on her good side, but Iris was all too familiar with Quinn's bad side and how she could turn into a fire-breathing dragon sometimes when she was angry.

"You better, young lady." Quinn sternly said while pointing a finger in her face which caused Iris to go cross-eyed. "Or else I'll march up to that fancy school of yours and drag you back here!" Iris rolled her eyes at the absurd notion. Quinn rested a hand on her chin in contemplation, "I'll have you do some work for me around the shop!" She nodded her head which caused Iris' eyes to widen.

"Now Quinnie, let's not get ahead of ourselves here." Iris would have loved to help Quinn out at the shop… If the tasks she was assigned weren't so strange.

One summer, when Iris was about twelve, Quinn had employed Iris. The girl hadn't minded it too much the first few weeks as She usually just had to restock shelves with books or make deliveries. However, the tasks seemed to get more absurd!

At one point, Quinn was having Iris follow certain people around town. If that wasn't creepy enough, it was as if Iris was apart of some sort of gang! She followed these people in order to retrieve payments for books they had either "borrowed" or vowed they would pay for. Iris did find some sort of entertainment from it, but she didn't think that it was necessarily a job that a twelve-year-old should have been doing. Besides, Quinn was a wonderful woman but a terrifying boss. Iris didn't want to face a strict, boss-like Quinn ever again! She was perfectly content with just seeing Quinn as her pseudo-grandmother.

Quinn's lips were stretched in a thin line and, for a second, Iris thought she was being scolded by Professor McGonagall. The older woman's eyes were narrowed in skepticism but she let go of the topic. "Alright, alright! But the moment I don't get a letter, I'm calling your mother!" She threatened.

Iris nodded her head vigorously as she smiled, "I missed you, Quinnie."

The old woman smiled brightly and hugged her once again, "I did too." She let her go, "now go off with your sister and choose a book, call it an early Christmas present."

"You're the best, Gran!"

Quinn smiled at the fact that Iris saw her as a grandmother. Oh, it always warmed her heart when most of the people in their town welcomed her into their families just as she welcomed them into hers. If it wasn't for the friendliness that just about everyone in this small town had, Quinn would be a very lonely lady.

She lived on her own in a small cottage on the outskirts of town. Her husband, Reginald Adams, had died nearly two decades ago. Without her Reginald, the house became empty, especially after her children had grown into adults and seemingly disappeared from her life. Oh, they had moved on with their lives to live far away in large cities and foreign countries which left their poor mother alone and grieving. Evidently, they had no need for her any longer. She lost all contact with each of her four children and never met their wives and husbands along with their children. It hurt her that they had cut her out of their life for some odd reason, but the people she had met since then had made up for her heartbreak. Quinn viewed Lily, Iris, Petunia (shockingly) and many other children in the town as her grandchildren as she tended to see them almost on a daily basis.

She glanced over at the two girls as Lily bounced over to Iris with a few books held in her hands and started to talk about them. Her bright eyes were filled with wonder and excitement just as Iris appeared to be curious about the novels and stories she had picked. The interaction brought a fond smile to Quinn's face as she laughed lightly under her breath. Yes, Quinn was very glad to be welcomed into the hearts of so many unique people.

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Iris and Lily trailed along the road once again as a few cars drove past them. The other shops around Quinn's were quite busy as it seemed many people were trying to buy some last minute presents for Christmas. After maneuvering through the throngs of people who greeted them happily and asked them about school, they had finally started the short walk to the parlor. Of course, the twins were polite and nice while talking to them before they headed their separate ways.

The eldest of the twins was itching to get to the ice-cream parlor as fast as they could. Not only did it mean that they got their treats faster but also get home quicker which ultimately meant that she could get back to her scheming as fast as possible.

Lily, on the other hand, wanted to take her time and actually enjoy the outdoors. The two of them bantered together and Lily was extremely glad that she was able to get Iris out of the house. Despite the fact that she had to bribe her sister, Lily appreciated the fact that Iris still came.

Soon enough, amidst their sisterly banter, the parlor came into view. Despite it being winter and extremely cold out, the parlor was still open and seemingly never closed. There could be a blizzard and 'Freezing Point' would still be open!

"What are you going to get?" Lily asked.

Iris pursed her lips and thought for a moment, "dunno… you think they have butterbeer flavor?" She joked which caused the two girls to laugh. "Guess I'll just get chocolate chip or something."

While Iris was contemplating which flavor of ice-cream she would get, along with her toppings, a voice startled her from her thoughts. "Lily is that you!?"

The voice, shrill and high-pitched, caused Iris to cringe at the strange sound. Oh, she recognized that voice and at that moment she wished she knew how to apparate. Because she would love to be far, far away from the people she knew were running over to them.

Lily turned around to see who had yelled out to them and came face to face with three other teens their age. She instantly recognized two out of the three which caused her to smile and jump towards the trio. "Samantha!"

Iris groaned as she knew that they were not going to get away from the group. She despised Samantha Pratt and Oscar Reynolds. When they were younger and Iris attended school with them, they had constantly pestered her and bothered her no matter where she went to school. She didn't understand why they acted mean to her when they were younger, but he didn't care anymore. All she wanted was to be left alone by them. But that was nearly impossible. It also didn't help that Lily was such good friends with them!

Samantha was the definition of a dumb blonde, plain and simple. She was far worse than some of the vellas that Iris had the pleasure of meeting at Beauxbatons. Her hair was long and almost white due to how blonde it was. Iris was certain that the girl bleached her hair nearly every day. Samantha wouldn't be able to tell between her left and her right if Oscar wasn't there to remind her which was which. She always wore ugly shades of pinks and purples that always gave Iris a headache.

Oscar was a stuck up boy who thought he knew everything. Smartass would be the term that Iris would really use to describe him. Every time he had some sort of smart-aleck remark (that was usually aimed at Iris) he would push his glasses up the bridge of his nose over his sky blue eyes. Not only that, but he always had this patronizing smile plastered on his face when he spoke to someone he thought was dumb (which was just about everyone). Yet he didn't know everything, did he? Of course, he had no idea that magic was real and that, in fact, Iris and Lily were witches themselves. Oh, she could imagine the look on his face if he ever did find out! She wished she could rub it into his face that he didn't know everything.

If he was a bit more arrogant and actually likable, now that she thought about it, Iris was certain that he and James Potter could have been brothers. They looked scarily similar though, besides that, there was no way that the two boys would ever get along. Mainly because of the fact that it was known the muggle had fancied Lily ever since they were children. Though Lily was oblivious to that fact.

The third teen, Iris didn't recognize at all. She didn't think that she had gone to school with him because she was certain she would remember a boy like him. She had no doubt he was a cute little ten-year-old in primary due to how handsome he was now. His face was quite chiseled and Merlin, his jawline was so defined! Iris would not complain about actually speaking to him if it meant enduring Samantha and Oscar. His hair was the perfect shade of brown and had a look that screamed 'I just woke up'. For some odd reason, Iris had the urge to run her fingers through his hair… Damn her teenage hormones!

"We had no idea you were back already!" Samantha's scratchy voice exclaimed while she hugged Lily.

"We arrived back yesterday-" Lily started to explain but was cut off, as usual, by Oscar.

"And you didn't think to call us then," he tutted and adjusted his square glasses, "I'm disappointed, Lillian."

Said girl smiled sheepishly and rubbed her hands together, "I'm sorry, Oscar. Iris was quite exhausted, so I decided not to do anything."

"Oh," Oscar nodded his head while he casted a quick, hard look at Iris. He turned his head back and stuck his nose up into the air. It was as if he was blaming her for the fact that he didn't get to see his beloved Lillian sooner. "I see."

"We missed you a lot, Lily!" Samantha gushed while linking her arm with Lily's. "You as well, Iris." Samantha quickly inputted bordley as it was quite obvious she wasn't that thrilled with actually seeing the twin of her good friend. Though it wasn't like Iris was happy either.

"Yeah, woo, happy reunion." Iris cut in harshly, "Could we perhaps go somewhere warmer? I'm freezing here."

"Oh yes, I forgot you were susceptible to getting cold easily, Iris." Said Oscar in his infamous know-it-all tone with a cocky smirk. "You know, most people can endure cold weather such as this for quite a long time. I suppose you're just too weak to do so."

Iris glared at the boy and clenched her hands into fists as they were resting in her pocket. "If I could take my hands out of my pockets, I would punch you, Oscar," She sneered.

The other boy chuckled at the heat in her words as he found her to be amusing. "Perhaps I could do it for you, I've been dying to knock this dumbass out for a while now."

Iris looked at him with furrowed eyebrows and pursed lips. His accent was something that she had only ever heard in films and music. It was actually refreshing to hear such a strange accent. Iris liked it quite a lot. "And you are…"

Before the boy could reply himself, Oscar interrupted and decided that he would introduce the other boy himself. "This is Derek Higgs." Iris rolled her eyes but listened nonetheless, "he moved here a few months ago from America. If you actually left your home every once and awhile, then you would know this."

Iris growled while glaring at him for his slight against her. "Where's my wand…" She muttered under her breath quietly so only she and Lily could hear it. She wished that she was old enough to use magic without breaking the law. Only a little bit longer before she and Lily would be allowed to use magic outside of school…

Lily quickly intervened before anything could happen, "why don't we all go to Freezing Point, we can catch up then."

The muggles nodded their heads in agreement as they all turned to walk towards the parlor. Iris scowled as they walked. While Samantha gossiped to Lily with Oscar inputting his own smart-aleck comments, Iris and Derek followed behind the trio in silence. She wished she had said no to ice-cream.

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Iris tried to divulge herself in her chocolate chip ice-cream cone with sprinkles and caramel sauce in order to ignore the teens who sat around her. She felt completely out of place and would rather have Regulus and Lucius bothering her right about now. Actually, no. No, she would take Samantha and Oscar over those snakes any day, but she still wouldn't like it.

Samantha, at the moment, was telling Lily all about the drama that had occurred while they were gone. Iris didn't really care. She spoke about people that Iris didn't know and had no intention of knowing. She really didn't want to know who was shaggin' who and who cheated on their girlfriends/boyfriends. All she wanted was to enjoy her ice-cream in peace! However, she couldn't do that with Samantha's annoying voice and Oscar's constant corrections. At least Derek was decent to be with.

The boy was actually quiet while sitting down and eating his own treat. Every once in a while he had commented on something the others said before becoming quiet again. For the time being, Iris decided to observe the new boy and actually get a good scene to what he was like.

She thought he would be the type of boy who was quite charming and suave yet sweet and caring. He could make any girl weak in the knees while being a complete gentleman about it. Though, to Iris, she did see him as being the type of boy who was oblivious to how many girls would be swooning over him. Maybe he was a funny boy. Based on his comment about punching Oscar, Iris could tell that he had a decent sense of humor. If he wasn't hanging out with Samantha and Oscar, Iris would think that he was a decent guy. However, he must be an idiot to be friends with those two numpties.

"So you and your sister go to a boarding school?" Derek asked when he noticed that Iris was staring at him. He chuckled lightly when he saw her jump out of her thoughts. He found that to be quite cute.

"Hm? Yeah." Her reply was blunt.

Derek smiled a white, toothy grin as he leaned towards her further. "You must be pretty smart to go to one, right?"

Iris scoffed while shrugging her shoulders, "not really, the school accepts anyone, really."

"So if I wanted to go-"

"No, no." Iris quickly denied, "sorry, the school doesn't accept everyone, besides… you can only apply when you're eleven."

Her sheepish explanation seemed to be enough for Derek as he nodded his head. "Oh, alright."

They were dragged back into silence as they lost the topic they were talking about. Iris looked away and suddenly found herself interested in her napkin on the table. Derek scratched the back of his head awkwardly.

"So where in America are you from?" Iris coughed out.

Derek's eyes brightened, "all over the place, I guess." He started off, "my parents always moved around the country for their work. I've lived in Florida, New York, California, Texas, Massachusetts, and Tennessee."

Iris whistled lowly, "that's quite a lot of moving about. I don't think I would stand moving around that much."

Derek waved his hand and shrugged, "it wasn't too bad. I met a lot of nice and cool people from different places."

"And now you moved here?"

"Yeah, it's completely different than say Georgia!" He laughed. Iris smiled at his amusement and joined him in chuckling lightly.

"Hope it isn't too bad," Iris interjected.

Derek shook his head while taking a bite of his ice-cream (he had ordered some chocolate mousse with whipped cream and chocolate chips). "Not at all! Everyone's really nice. Besides, this ice-cream is really good!"

Iris raised an eyebrow before smirking, "really, I've never tried chocolate mousse before." With that being said, Iris reached over and took the spoon from Derek's hand just as he was about to eat a spoonful of his ice-cream. While keeping eye contact, Iris licked the ice-cream and hummed in delight. "You're right. It is pretty good."

Derek's lips curled upwards and laughed lightly, "you're straightforward, aren't you?"

Iris' smirk widened as her eyes flashed with mischief that Derek could already tell he was going to love. "You don't know the half of it."

Derek smiled bashfully and looked away. Iris could swear she saw a light shade of pink lick his cheekbones. Oh, Merlin, she's found herself another boy to emotionally torment!

"I guess you'll just have to show me then."

Iris bit her bottom lip, "I'm sure I will."

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All of the teens finished their ice-creams and stood up from the table, paid, and left the small shop. Derek and Iris seemed to be talking quite a lot with each other. While Lily caught up with her own two friends, the other two had struck up a relationship unique in its own. The sky was starting to become dark as they realized it was getting close to dinner time. No doubt they would all have to head home soon or else their parents would grow angry due to them staying out later than they thought. Though they were all sure they could get their parents to understand that they had run into some friends they hadn't seen in such a long time.

Samantha launched herself onto Lily, "it was great to see you, Lily!"

Oscar nodded his head firmly and adjusted his glasses, "perhaps we should spend time together again, Lillian." Iris could hear the tone of his voice that said the 'we' in his statement meant him and Lily, nobody else.

Lily smiled brightly and pulled Oscar into a hug as well. Oscar seemed to become flustered at the girl's close proximity which caused his entire face to turn red. "I would love that!"

Samantha and Oscar finished their goodbye's and started to walk away in the opposite direction of where the twins had to go.

"It was nice meeting you both," Derek said though his eyes didn't seem to look away from Iris.

Lily smiled politely while looking between her sister and the boy. She could already tell what was going to happen between the two. And here she thought Iris was going to settle for just Sirius. "Nice meeting you too, Derek."

He nodded his head towards her and looked at her briefly before giving his attention back to Iris. "I hope we can hang out again, Iris."

"Yeah… I suppose so…" She breathed out with a teasing smile towards him as he started to walk backward and not looking away from her. Iris had laughed at the fact that it took him almost slipping on some ice that he decided to actually look where he was going. He chuckled at his own stupidity before shouting one final goodbye and following after the other two teens he had first arrived with.

The twins watched the trio go for a moment before heading in the direction of their home. Lily and Iris were quietly walking in the cold air of the small town. Angry clouds started to roll in overhead and looked as though they were ready to drop snow on them.

"It was nice to see Samantha and Oscar again," Lily commented. Iris scoffed but didn't say anything. She didn't want to upset her sister with her opinion on her friends. Lily gave her a side glance, "it was also nice to meet that other boy, Derek." Lily observed as Iris nodded her head and smirked slightly. "You two seemed to get along well."

Iris nodded her head, "yeah he's alright."

"You two couldn't keep your eyes off each other."

"Well, I'm a beautiful girl, he's a handsome boy. Was there any doubt we'd look away?"

Lily laughed at her sister's comment, "Godric, you're unbelievable."

"You still love me though!"