Iris walked into the Great Hall, somewhat miserably, thinking about what was going to happen after this feast. Fallon would be getting off the train and going away to the States, and she, Iris, was going to be heading off to France to meet all of her family for the first time, and Aaron was going to be all alone, with no means of practicing his Quidditch skills. She watched Lupa talking and strained slightly to catch everything she was saying. Iris smirked when she saw Cartwight's expression. She walked up to the bench and sat more or less opposite him. No doubt Fallon would want to sit with Cartwright, and Iris wasn't going to not sit next to her best girl mate. She'd just have to put up with Cartwright, and so would Aaron. Oh yes. that boy wasn't getting away with not sitting near her because of Cartwright.

Iris cleared her throat, "Yeah. well done, Cartwright. You did Slytherin good this year. Maybe that's why Fallon likes you." Iris shrugged and smiled at him before looking up to the staff table to watch what they were doing up there.