Victoire loves her sister, really, she does. It's just that right now she's acting like a total brat and Victoire had an awful day. She's tired, uncomfortable, and is sick of Dominique's complaining.
"Just shut up, Dom!" She yells, immediately feeling bad when her younger sister begins to cry. Her big blue eyes filling with tears, Dominique sniffles. "Oh, Domi, I didn't mean it. I'm sorry," Victoire says as she pulls her onto her lap. It's not Dominique's fault that Teddy Lupin is an oblivious jerk and that Professor Dingleberry has an unexplainable grudge against Victoire. Domi's only six, after all. Practically a baby.
"You're mean, Vickie," Dominique cries. Sighing, Victoire hugs her tighter, "I said I was sorry. Do you forgive me?" Pulling away, Dominique looks her sister straight in the eyes and shakes her head.
"What? Why?" Victoire asks. Dominique rubs her eyes and sniffs noisily. Although she is a beautiful child, Dominique is an ugly crier. Her nose and cheeks get red and she stumbles out incoherent sentences as she blubbers all over her pillow.
"Because you're mean," Dominique says. "But maybe I would if you got me a chocolate frog." Victoire fixs her sister with a glare, "We're having dinner is less than an hour, Dom. No." Making her seemingly innocent eyes go big, Dominique begins to cry again.
"Then you're still mean," she says as tears track down her pudgy baby cheeks. Victoire looks at her sister and sighs, wondering when she got so devious. Taking her by the hand, Victoire stands up and pulls her out of the room. Dominique smiles like the Cheshire cat, her tears stopping right away. Before the door closes, you can hear Victoire say: "Tell mum, and I'm never helping you change Hector back from whatever spell you put on him again, got it?"