Iris wandered into the hall on her own. Pfft. Where was Jimbo these days? It was like he was hiding from her! Never mind him right now, though. The prefect walked through all of the students that were all ready there, looking for either someone she knew, or somewhere to sit.

Yet there was NO ONE that she knew. Greeat. Pushing some of the many, many layers of tulle down , Iris found a seat and sat on it. Just like that.

Maybe if she sat here for long enough, then someone she knows might spot her...