A/N – A lot of you were really upset that Dominique wasn't going to press charges.
1. This is not reflecting my own beliefs on the subject of rape; I personally believe that every incident of unwanted sexual attention should be reported as soon as possible.
2. This is FICTION, it is not real and everything (except what J.K. Rowling owns,) is fabricated in the strange, yet obviously amazing, place that is my mind.
3. Read this chapter and you'll see that you needn't have worried.

I didn't change the plot, Dominique was always going to press charges.

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This chapter was supposed to have Dominique going back to school but I thought this was a good place to end it.

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"I'm going out." My parents and sister looked up from their conversation and each seemed surprised to see me standing in the doorway to the kitchen, dressed casually and looking at them with an arched eyebrow, daring them to stop me from going.

"Don't forget, we're having the Easter meal at the Burrow this evening." Dad nodded and returned back to the paper he was reading, trying to look relaxed.

"Easter is next Sunday." I pointed out.

"Charlie has to be at work by tomorrow night, he obviously can't make it so he cancelled, and Hermione's parents invited her family over so they cancelled. Since Ron, Hermione and Charlie all bailed, Audrey decided to go to her family for once. With only George, Ginny and us going with our families, Gran decided to throw it tonight." He carried on talking while my mother and sister just looked at me curiously.

I shrugged and pulled the hood of Scorpius' jacket up and zipped the hoodie up. "Whatever, I'll be with Scorpius so we'll just head straight there later." I waved and turned round when my mother spoke;

"Oh, wait! What did your aunt and uncle want?" She asked me; I could tell that she was trying to stall me from leaving the house.

"My signature for some crap; Mum, I'll be fine, stop worrying." I sighed and smiled at her.

Dad looked up from his paper again and looked from me to Mum, who just frowned and shook her head.

"Am I that easy to read?" She laughed lightly before she sighed herself. "If you get scared or you want to come home, don't hesitate!"

I rolled my eyes and bit back a laugh at her comment. "Mum, I'm going to Aunt Ginny's house. Scorpius and I are going to hang out in his room for a while then come to the Burrow. I'll be flooing tohis houseand he'll be apparating me to the Burrow. I'll be fine." I promised her with a small smile.

Before she could do or say anything else, I turned around and walked into the living room. I grabbed a handful of floo powder and threw it into the fire place, springing emerald green flames to life.

After shouting the address out clearly and spinning repeatedly, I fell out of the fireplace when I recognised Aunt Ginny's kitchen.

A pair of hands caught me before I had a chance to fall to the floor and straightened me up.

"Hey Dom, what are you doing here?" Teddy frowned; I looked behind him to see the entire Potter family sat at the table eating lunch.

I didn't realise the time.

"I've come to see why the drama queen is brooding." I rolled my eyes when I noticed Scorpius' empty chair. "Sorry, I can come back?" I offered quickly, already knowing the answer.

"No, don't be stupid. Scorpius said he isn't hungry anyway." Uncle Harry looked me right in the eye as he spoke.

"He in his room?" I asked, looking up at the ceiling.

"Yeah, good luck getting him to speak though, I've been trying all day. He just sits and stares or drums his fingers on his desk." Albus sighed as he piled his plate high with food.

Not saying anything, I exchanged a silent glance with Harry and made my way to the staircase.

As I expected, the door to Scorpius and Teddy's room was shut. I knocked before I pushed it open.

He was sat on his bed, back leaning against the headboard with his knees up in front of him; an open folder was hiding his face from me.

"I told you Ginny, I'm not hungry. I'll eat something later." He muttered when he heard the door open.

I walked in the room and shut the door behind me, climbing onto the foot of his bed and crawling up it.

"I know I'm named after her, but I don't think I look like my aunt in the slightest." I whispered when I reached his knees. When he heard my voice, he bent the folder down and smirked at me.

It wasn't his usual smirk; this one was forced and seemed tight.

"Are you alright?" Scorpius asked, sitting up straighter and putting the folder on the desk beside him. He shifted over slightly and held his arms out. I smiled and moved even closer to him, eagerly accepting his embrace.

Once I was settled into his side I took a deep breath and dived head first in.

"So…your parents are coming back?" I whispered, I braced myself for all sorts of reactions and was slightly relieved when he only tensed for a minute. When I felt him do that, I just reached my hand up his shirt and began to draw unknown shapes on his flat, hard stomach. "You don't need to pretend with me Scorpius," I added in a softer whisper.

I was laid on my side, facing him but my face was against his chest and I didn't want to move so I leant forward and kissed over his ribs lightly.

"Today," He sighed a couple of minutes later. "They moved back today. My mother sent me another letter this morning when they got back into the country."

"Do you want to see them?" I asked him quietly, I moved my hand farther up his shirt and continued to draw shapes, this time on his chest.

I felt him take several deep breaths before he answered me. "I don't know. Part of me wants to turn my back on them and never bother with them for the rest of my life." He admitted in a deep low grumble.

"My aunt and uncle are worried about you. Again." I told him honestly.

"I know." He sighed; I smiled and giggled when I felt his breath fan across my hair. "I don't mean to worry them…I just – it's strange talking to them two about my parents. It feels like they're my parents, I love them like they're my parents it is utterly bizarre –"

"Since when did you say, utterly bizarre?" I sat up and laughed at him. He started laughing too, sitting up and moving to rest against the wall, putting his knees up in front of his chest.

I moved to lean my back against the desk and sat in the same position as him but directly opposite him.

"Scorpius…it's ok to be scared you know." I told him gently, putting my small on top of his much larger one. "They're your parents, it's only right that you wanna know about them. I think you should go for it…if it falls to shit again, you know they aren't worth it and that you have a set of parents ready here for you, who accept you for everything you are. It is alright to be frightened –"

"You're one to talk!" He interrupted me with a patronizing smirk. "You're too frightened to do anything about Peter that you're allowing him to walk all over you. You know as well as I do that without you saying anything, Peter will get let off with it. The Aurors have no evidence against him! You know why he's in a cell? Because they found magical highs on him. Harry's trying to keep you away from the truth but I overheard them speaking this morning; unless you or Maggie admit to what he did to you two, he is getting away Scott-free!" I didn't say anything for a couple of minutes. I just sat and looked at Scorpius through narrowed eyes.

That was the first time he'd ever brought Peter up in a conversation before.

He was right, it pained me to admit it, but he was right.

"Well…I guess we're both a pack of cowards then." I muttered a little sulkily.

Scorpius nodded before he laughed lightly.

"Babe…I'll protect you, you know that?" He whispered suddenly, stopping laughing and looking me right in the eye. "No matter what happens to that bastard…you know I'll protect you?"

"I know."

"Then why won't you press charges?" He asked me, I could hear the strain in his voice and it killed me to know I was causing him this much unhappiness.

"Because…because…I don't know!" I shrugged, struggling to explain how I really felt. "Everybody will know…everybody; do you know how mortifying it was telling you? Telling Albus? Lottie? Bex? Chris? Godric, my parents? Grandparents? My bloody brother!" I stood from the bed and began pacing, I started rubbing my hands together to avoid them heating up.

I didn't want to set Scorpius' bed on fire.

Or Scorpius himself.

"Do you know what it's like seeing that –" I looked at him and pointed when I saw him give me the look I was talking about, "look? 'Oh Dominique, some guy nearly raped you. I'm full of sympathy,' I don't care if you're full of sympathy! Stop looking at me like that!" I hissed at him, grabbing one of Teddy's pillows and throwing it at him.

"People will talk, speculate, rumours…I can't handle people knowing about this –"

"What about the people like Maggie? The people who weren't strong enough to fight back? The ones who are too scared to press charges?" Scorpius threw the pillow back and arched a blonde eyebrow at me, sending me another smirk.

"You press charges, make a statement and you've sent a message to hundreds of girls across our world. No means no and all that malarkey." Scorpius made a very valid point.

I wanted to press charges, I wanted Peter to spend the rest of his miserable little life in Azkaban… but I was too scared.

"Dominique, do you really think I'd let him anywhere near you?" Scorpius stood from the bed and stood right in front of me. He'd somehow managed to grow taller in the past few days – how I didn't notice I don't know, - because now my head was level with his chest, the top of my head going to the nape of his neck.

I sighed as he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close to him.

I felt safe again, in Scorpius' arms. The safest I've ever felt in my entire life.

"No." I admitted, knowing that he'd won. I'd end up pressing charges.

An idea struck me suddenly; it was a good job my face was hidden in his chest so he didn't see me smiling.

"Then will you please press charges? Harry and Hermione will get him put away for a very long time." Scorpius pleaded, running a hand up and down my back slowly. I shivered at his touch, but smiled nonetheless.

"Fine!" I whispered into his chest, "I'll press charges."

"Thank –"

"If you do something for me." I stopped him from thanking me by stepping away and looking him square in the eye.

"Anything." He nodded seriously.

"You promise?"

"Of course, you name it and I'll do it."

I bit my lip, hiding another smile at his eagerness to please me.

"Go see your parents. Today. While you do that, I'll get Harry and Hermione to take me to the ministry to make my statement." I whispered my terms.

I knew he'd say yes.

If I asked him to snap his wand in half and then run into a Giant tribe insulting the Gurg, he'd do it for me.

After a moment's hesitation, Scorpius nodded slowly.

"Alright…I'll do it. We'll do it."

It took an hour for us both to be completely sure that it was what we wanted to do…and then it took Scorpius an hour to decide on what to wear to go see his parents.

"You're going today?" I questioned as I watched him change, with a very pleased smile on my face.

He was stood in the middle of the room in just his tight black boxers.

He was very distracting.

"Yeah…black shirt or white?" He asked me seriously, turning to face me and holding the two expensive looking shirts up for me.

"White…jeez, how much?" I asked when he threw the black one at me so he could put the white one on. I folded the black shirt up and noticed the price tag still on. "You spent forty galleons on a shirt?"

Scorpius nodded once as he fastened his white shirt up, pulled on a pair of jeans and then pulled a smart jacket out of his wardrobe. Unable to help myself I scrambled from the bed and went to have a look inside his wardrobe.

I didn't get very far because he put both hands on my shoulders and pushed me back. "I have your birthday present hanging in there!" He laughed.

I froze when he said that. I completely forgot my birthday was coming up in a week or so.

In six days it would be Victoire's birthday, my birthday was the week after hers.

"I forgot about my birthday." I told him in a shocked whisper.

I'd be seventeen.

An adult.

"Come on, you look very handsome." I reached up on my tiptoes and planted a quick kiss on his lips.

"Just handsome?" He murmured, not taking his lips from mine.

"Alright, you look sexy." I rolled my eyes and took his hand, leading him from the room.

"I can't wait to get you back to Hogwarts…I love waking up with you in my arms." He whispered when we were walking down the stairs that led into the kitchen.

Harry, Ginny and their kids seemed very surprised to see Scorpius out of his room, and they all looked gobsmacked when they saw the two of us giggling at his comment.

"Um –" Scorpius obviously didn't know what to say to my aunt and uncle and he was clearly having trouble coming up with an excuse to why he was out of his room, why he was smiling and why he was dressed so nicely.

"We're going out." I took over and lied easily. "Don't tell my parents? They seem to be worried that something will happen." I rolled my eyes and laughed lightly.

"Don't you tell my sister either." I nodded at Teddy who smirked and shook his head.

Albus spoke first, looking at us with a teasing smirk on his face and a raised eyebrow, "Where are you going? You look awfully nice Scorpius." He teased with a laugh.

"Aw, thank you, you look beautiful yourself." Scorpius sent Albus a fake-flirtatious wink, which made James, Teddy and Lily, laugh as Albus pretended to look embarrassed.

I rolled my eyes, sent a quick, unnoticed by the others, pointed look at my aunt and uncle and took Scorpius' hand. "Come on, before you and my cousin start snogging in front of everybody." I teased them, sending a mock glare at Albus who pretended to be upset.

I led Scorpius out of the back door and down the garden path. "I thought you were going to speak to Harry?" He asked me curiously.

"I will," I promised him, letting out a deep breath. "After you hold up your half of the bargain. Come on, you can apparate me to Chris' flat. I want to see him and Lottie before my cousins distract them tonight." I laughed and rolled my eyes when Scorpius pretended to look annoyed at me bossing him around.


For the rest of the day I hung out in Chris's shop, helped him serve customers, and had a good time with two of my best friends.

The best part was Peter was not once brought up in conversation once.

It was bliss.

At around six p.m. though, I told Chris and Lottie that we should head to the Burrow for the meal; I really wanted to see who dropped Louis' girlfriend off.

Chris apparated me to the Burrow, judging by the shadows in the window and the empty garden, everybody was inside.

I didn't bother knocking at the door and just walked straight in the kitchen.

Straight away a pair of arms was wrapped around me, startling me.

"What the hell - Mum?" I pushed away from her and straightened myself up after she practically jumped on top of me.

"You promised you'd be with Scorpius all day!" She pointed a shaking finger at me. I looked round the room to see my aunts, uncles, Albus, Victoire, my parents, grandparents sat at the table looking highly relieved.

Scorpius was stood against the counter, smirking at me. "I told you she was with Chris and Lottie." He sighed and shook his head.

"I was with Scorpius and then he had somewhere to go so I went to see my friends – you can't do this every time I change my mind!" I rolled my eyes and snapped at her, even though I knew she didn't mean to annoy me. "You can't suffocate me! I won't let you!" I didn't want to snap at her, she really meant well, but I hated being mollycoddled.

Mum opened her mouth to speak but Scorpius beat her to it. "Fleur, Bill, Harry, Hermione…Dominique has something she wants to say." He nodded his head at me, looking me right in the eye.

I knew I paled straight away but I ignored that, I ignored Lottie and Chris excusing themselves from the room and I definitely ignored everybody looking at me. I looked right into Scorpius' eyes, mentally cursing him into oblivion.

"I've changed my mind." I admitted quietly after clearing my throat. "I want to press charges." I looked away from Scorpius to see Harry and Hermione look at each other with relieved smiles on their faces.

My mother hugged me again and Dad looked pleased and proud.

"Good timing, Dom." Uncle Harry commented as he and Hermione quickly stood up, he waved his wand so their cloaks came flying from the rack. "If we didn't find anything to charge him with, he'd have been released in about twenty minutes. We'll be back within the hour." He nodded to the family, kissed Aunt Ginny on the cheek and followed Aunt Hermione out of the kitchen quickly. We heard to apparation cracks before the door was closed.

"So," I looked to Uncle Ron who was sat with a proud grin on his face. "What happens now?" I dreaded his answer, but I'd promised Scorpius I would press charges, I wanted to press charges and I'd just done that, I might as well brace myself for what's going to happen.

"You're sixteen." Uncle Ron grinned at me. "This means you're still a child and in the eyes of the wizengamot, you'll be a child when the case gets brought to them. You probably won't have to go to court – not with the head of the magical law enforcement department fighting your case for you, with the assistance of the head and sub-head Auror." He nodded and mock saluted me.

"I just can't believe Hermione, Hermione, is playing the surname card." Aunt Audrey laughed weakly.

As the adults began discussing the case and my aunt Hermione's new-found double standards, Scorpius caught my eye and looked pointedly to the stairs. Together, we both turned and headed for them.

"Keep the bloody door open!" Dad yelled after the two of us.

Normally, I'd have made some comment about how an open door wouldn't have bothered me, but I was too impatient for Scorpius to tell me what happened with his parents to stop and be witty.

I stopped outside my aunt Ginny's old room, smiling when I remembered what happened the last time I was in here, and pulled him inside, shutting the door silently behind us.

"Well?" I asked, pushing Scorpius on to the bed and sitting beside him, keeping his hand in mine.

"We talked, Mum cried – a lot. Dad looked really…apologetic. We talked, and yelled, over a lot. My aunt and uncle and cousins were there when I got there though. Imogen looked pleased to see me, Ethan not so much." Scorpius smirked as he ran a hand through his hair.

I didn't say anything; I just kept quiet through his story. I didn't want him to stop.

"For a while, we just looked at one another. Then my mother hugged me…and I hugged her back." He was speaking in a whisper now and his smirk had turned into a happy smile. "For the first time since I was about twelve, Dom, I was hugging my mother." He laughed and looked at me.

"My aunt, uncle and cousins left us alone. We talked, and talked, we agreed to take things slow. I offered my father everything back, he refused. Said it was mine, I was the true 'Man of the Malfoy family.' I met my brother…he is so cute. My mother showed me a picture of me when I was his age, we're practically identical! He is so cute! Considering he was borne early, he is pretty big!" Scorpius smiled proudly.

I noticed one thing about him though, his eyes. They were shining brighter than I'd seen in days.

We stayed upstairs for another hour, with Scorpius telling me all about his meeting with his parents. I was ecstatic that they were on their way to being happy with each other – I bit my tongue when he mentioned that they wanted to meet me. I might be happy for Scorpius but right now I didn't trust myself to be around his parents and not say anything to them.

When Victoire came upstairs to get us for the dinner she looked obviously relieved to find us sat on the bed talking, not in the bed…not talking.

"Really?" I scoffed as we followed her down the staircase and into the kitchen. "This family is sex obsessed." I sighed calmly, making several of my uncles turn bright red and look at anything other than their daughters, who were all nodding and agreeing with me.


My trunk was packed, homework done. Winter clothes hung up in my wardrobes at home, summer clothes in my trunk.

The only thing left to do for the memorial service – which was in two days-time – was to write the song that I was supposed to be performing.

After I gave my statement formally at the ministry with Harry and Hermione supporting me, I focused completely on the song. I had written a couple, but they weren't right.

Too extravagant, too simple, too long, too short, too boring; I needed something simple, yet strong; flowing, yet easy to understand.

I was tempted to throw my song book at the wall and go have a very large glass of wine, but I'd promised Professor Chang that I would write a song and perform it at the memorial service.

I felt bad when I remembered why I promised to perform, to out shine Victoire.

As I had this thought, I looked up from my vanity at the photos that now lined my mirror; Louis and I pulling funny faces, the photo of my parents and I at the engagement party – which seemed like months ago, - photographs of Bex and I, Lottie and I, one of Rose – who I still wasn't speaking too, neither were Fred or Scorpius, - Chris, my grandparents, cousins and some friends from France who had written me a letter after my statement got made public.

The one photograph I looked at though was one that got taken the evening of Gran's Easter meal; Victoire and I were sat in one chair laughing and joking with each other. Somebody had taken the picture just as we looked at each other and burst out laughing.

I'd never noticed how much we truly looked alike until I saw this photo; I think it was my favourite photo on my vanity.

"You are definitely coming to Hogwarts with me." I smiled and took it down from the mirror.

I was in the middle of taking down some photographs when I heard a cough from behind me. I looked in the mirror to see Dad stood behind me, holding two cups of tea and a plate of biscuits hovering in front of him.

"I thought you liked those photos?" He asked me, putting the cups and plate down and conjuring himself a chair up to sit beside me.

"I do." I nodded my head as I reached up to take the one of me and my parents down. "That's why I'm putting them in my trunk so I don't leave them when I go to school tomorrow." I told him, smiling slightly.

Dad nodded and nervously picked one of the biscuits up. I saw him pale slightly as he took a deep breath, as he did so his scars changed colour. I remember being frightened of his scars when I was younger; I shook the thought away as I looked at him,

"Are you alright dad?" I asked him carefully.

Dad nodded and took another deep breath, looking at the biscuit in his hands carefully. "Hear me out fully; Domino…I, this is harder for me than it is for you."

I looked away from him and cringed when I realised what he was going to say.

Why did my father choose to give me a sex talk?!

I have a mother and an older sister – who's a Healer! Victoire is trained to know about these things! Why couldn't she have given me a talk?

"Dad, don't –"

"Look, you and Scorpius are serious…and, I can't believe I'm going to admit to this…but I know you aren't a virgin – which makes me want to murder that bloody Malfoy boy! Couldn't you two have waited until you were older before you gave him your –"

"Dad!" I stopped him and felt myself blush. "Look, I love you and I appreciate your concern…but – not that it's any of your business – but Scorpius wasn't my first." I admitted quietly, not looking him in the eye.

"I…I slept with Lorcan Scamander." I told him in a whisper.

I don't know why I told him, but I was glad that I did. I wasn't going to admit to why I slept with Lorcan, but I'm glad I told him.

"What? When?" Dad spluttered, looking at me with a wary expression.

"New Year's Eve." I muttered.

"Where? You were here on New – oh." He trailed off when he saw me looking at my bed guiltily.

I didn't feel the need that it wasn't Lorcan who took my virginity.

I thought it was best that he didn't think I was as sexually active as I actually was.

"Right…well, erm…I hope you've been safe every time you have…every time you have –"

"Had sex? Yeah, Dad I'm safe. Look, are you finished? Just I'm pretty busy –"

"Good, that you've been safe and I hope you'll be safe and sensible. I was going to say don't let anybody pressure you into anything, but we know you wouldn't." I rolled my eyes at Dads attempt to make a joke over Peter.

It was slightly humorous, but after my brother and cousins had made the same joke to cheer me up and erase all awkwardness a million times, it lost its appeal.

"Dad! Seriously! This is gross! It's uncomfortable for both of us! Leave!" I stood up and pointed to the staircase, trying to look stern but I knew I failed miserably.

"I promise to be safe every time Scorpius and I bang! Now go!" I purposely worded it that way so he felt slightly uncomfortable and left quicker than usual.

As he reached the top of the staircase, he turned and smirked at me, "Do you want me to pick you a contraceptive potion –"

"LEAVE!" I threw a pillow from my bed at him and bit my lip to stop from joining him in his laughter.

I shook my head as he left.

"My dad is awesome." I laughed as I went back to the vanity and decided on some more pictures to take to school with me.


Not very long I know, but I thought it was a good place to end.

This is the last chapter of the Easter Holidays though! I promise!

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