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Dominique
Dominique was born three year after Victoire, and she was so different. Had the Weasley's red hair and Bill's brown eyes, even when she was just two years I cold tell that she was going to be different from her oldest sister. The girl was very talkative and could not spend a day alone, she liked being among people and making herself loud and clear. It is not my place to say it, but she was did not had the looks, but was so full of personality that she called more eyes than Victoire ever did.
Bill was a jealous father and her constant change of boyfriend made his life a hell. Every summer after she completed 13 the girl showed up with a new boy. In the beginning I was a bit afraid, but talking with Bill only made him madder. One day, when she was 15 I decided it was time to talk to her. And I ended up just listening about the sure of her feelings and that she did not mind being talked about. All she cared about was her happiness, I was shocked and amazed. She talked like a true Grifindor, and all I could no was being pitiful of Bill that would never be able to deal with such a brave daughter.
In the next summer we were all very surprised when she showed with no boyfriend and very red eyes. Fleur told that Dominique was going through her first heartbreak. She was thinner and did not talk much, was not the same person. I was worried and invited her to spend a week in Romania, just to take her mind to a different place, see new thing and talk to other people. The trip was healing to Dominique, she loved Romania and met Emil Nemet in a pub in Bucharest. Bill never hated me more, when she came back she could not talk about any other thing that this amazing new guy, last year student in Drumstrang, soccer player and fluent in English.
We were not surprised when she graduated and got a job in the Daily Prophet, but four months latter when she announced that she was going to be correspondent in Romania we could not belive. My mother almost fainted when Dominique said she was going to live with Emil. By this time I had already came back to live in England, but still had some friend in Bucharest and the kept eyes on her and help her in any emergency.
A year latter she invited us to her wedding, in a very small church with only his and her family. We were lost, none really new this guy, Ron was trying to convince Bill to force Dominique back to England. And I must confess that I really wanted to follow this plan, but when I saw her happiness in that church, I would never allow the interruption of the ceremony. And the boy, he was shacking and with the biggest smile I ever saw.
They were going to be happy. I just new that. Every year they spent Christmas at the Burrow. And not before three years we could say we really knew Emil, and truly liked him.
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