invincible

You're all sharp edges and cutting glares,

with your streaked hair and icy eyes.

People r.e.s.p.e.c.t you and know not to mess with Dominique Weasley

((she's dangerous, that one))

and not to come even close to hurting your family

((the only thing she seems to care about))

They leave little, sweet Lucy alone

((shh, don't tell, she's insane)),

and don't dare touch sensitive Rose

((she's breakable, you see)),

and don't gossip&whisper about spirited Victoire

((she's just a little bit of a wild card))

So you keep up your tough attitude and sarcastic words,

because that's what your family expects you to do

((and you can't let down the only people that actually B_E_L_I_E_V_E in you))

But sometimes

((all the time))

you wish you could

cry&sob&breakdown

((but you can't because you're the strong one and you don't cry))

That's the thing, though,

you wish you didn't need to be

STRONG

And, finally

((finally, finally, finally))

you didn't have to be,

At least not around Lysander Scamander

because he knows the real you

and, it turns out, you can be capable of e*m*o*t*i*o*n

because you

LOVE

him

It was perfect, for awhile,

but then he's

looking

at you with

somber

eyes and saying-

i'm sorry

and

it'll never work out

((nonono, you don't want to hear it))

so you put back up your |W|A|L|L|S| and smirk at him and say,

guess we're over then, huh?

and

can't say I'm not relieved.

and

well, it was fun while it lasted.

and

see you around, dreamer-boy

and

you're walking away,

with your streaked hair swishing behind you

and your hips swinging

and he's back to seeing the dangerous Dominique

((what happened to that kind, quiet girl?))

and you're back to those sharp edges and cutting glares

((no t`e`a`r`s for you))

because your Dominique Weasley and you're supposed to be invincible