Okay.

So, Iris didn't really WANT to be at a Quidditch party that wasn't celebrating a Slytherin win. Perhaps that was a little selfish, and maybe a bit too House-proud. She was still here though, because she was a prefect and figured that these things were the kind of events that Prefects HAD to show up to.

The Prefect made her way into the gazebo-looking tent thing. Why was it everyone seemed to have parties under these ugly things? Why not just outside? Iris hadn't really made an effort with her outfit. She didn't see the point. Quidditch was messy, dresses didn't fit in with broomsticks and bludgers. Looking around the many, many students that were already here, Iris saw LOTS of Eagles hovering around the tent. They all seemed very happy with themselves. Next year? Next year this will be Slytherin's party, no doubt about it.