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Character(s): Dominique Weasley, Teddy Lupin, Victoire Weasley
Rules helped create order. Order helped create peace. Therefore, peace was achieved by being a law-abiding citizen.
Dominique Weasley figured, if she herself set rules to follow, perhaps she would achieve peace.
(Three)
Ignore the flock of boys that followed a certain blond Weasley girl around. They are idiots with a weak will.
By the time she was in third year, Domi figured out the mystery of "girls and boys." Girls who were pretty (hem, hem) and girls who were outgoing (hem, hem) always got the guys. Girls, who weren't pretty and outgoing, did not. They would twirls their perfect ringlets around their sissy fingers and giggle like bimbos when the boy of their affections would stammer out a request to the magical village. However, natural beauty and charm was a gift granted to veelas and their descendants. It appeared for her mother and her aunt, and now, her older sister. Somehow, the gene skipped Domi and instead made up for it with clumsiness and towheaded hair.
Boys were stupid, she decided. If that's all they cared about, then fine. She hated her sister anyway.
(Two)
If Mum compares you to the vivacious Victoire, rebel.
"Why can't you try to be like Victoire, Dominique? She never got into this nonsense at Hogwarts." The day she got her first detention (and alas, it was a wonderful reason as well), Fleur Weasley flipped. It was Victoire this and Victoire that...Victoire always scored "Outstandings"...She became Ravenclaw prefect and Head Girl...She never snuck out to Hogsmeade and especially with a boy! Of course Victoire was perfect. She was Daddy's Little Girl, Mummy's Perfect Princess, and the Hogwarts Golden Girl. In response to her mother's plea, Dominique smiled and said softly, "Victoire me fait chier." Her mother had lost track of who her second daughter was and Dominique simply wanted to remind her: a blonde teenage hellion with red lipstick and an itch for freedom.
Bloody hell. Another reason to hate Victoire. Bloody angel.
(One)
Above all, don't fall in love with your sister's boyfriend.
Here, Dominique didn't have any words. Here was where she hated her sister the most. Here, Victoire took away the one person she truly loved. Teddy.