A/N: Well! This was an absolutely crazy fic I wrote in the dead of night when I was bored. It is a very, very short one-shot. I just thought, well! I haven't tried to write slash yet! And pop! out this came. I should probably be working on An Interesting Outing, and I am! Really! I just wrote this for the fun of it. Okay, enough babbling and I hope you enjoy!
That Bloody Omelette
"Mom?" Dominique fidgeted and twisted her cropped strawberry blonde hair around her finger. "Um, Mom?"
"Not now, honey," Fleur Weasley said as she skilfully cracked three eggs at once into an iron skillet.
"Mom, I need to talk to you-"
"Darling, mummy's working!" Fleur grated cheese on top of the cooking eggs. "Talk to me later!" She scattered shredded ham in the omelette.
"Mom! It's important!" Dominique cried.
Fleur tossed some chopped peppers into the mix, saying dismissively, "If it's so important, you would have told me earlier!"
"I'm- I'm trying to!" Dominique spluttered.
Fleur stirred in some onions. "You are trying to and trying to, you say. So why is nothing important coming out of your mouth?"
"Because you're not listening to me!"
"There is nothing to listen to!" Fleur sprinkled some onion in as well. "If you have something to say, hurry up and say it. I'm running out of ingredients to put in this omelette."
"Screw that bloody omelette!" Dominique jabbed her wand at the pan. It turned into a pig and ran away.
"Dominique Nymphadora Weasley!" Fleur exclaimed angrily, watching the pig gallivant around in the tulips outside of the window. "That was going to be a good omelette! And just look at my flowers, my poor flowers-"
"MOM!" Dominique blurted out. "I kissed a girl!"
Fleur looked at her daughter head-on. "Did you like it?" she asked.
"I think so..." Dominique answered, a bit confused by her mother's reaction.
"Who?"
"Venia Parkinson."
"Oh, the Slytherin girl! Is she a lesbian?"
"Yes."
"Just like her mother, huh?"
"I guess so."
"Well, that's very nice, dear." Fleur watched the former omelette root around in the cabbage beds forlornly. "Now I'll never get to taste that omelette."
"Will you shut UP about that BLOODY omelette!"
A/N: Told you it was short. I might have a crack at the events leading up to this. I don't know, I always pictured Dom as homosexual. I really did hope you like it. And guess what? I'm watching Doctor Who! It's really cool! How about some reviews as a welcome-to-the-fandom gift? Pretty please with lemons on top? (Please. Cherries are so overrated.)
With love, your crazy fanfictionner,
Honey Almond Chocolate