"What do you think you're doing?" Victoire hissed. She kept her sister pressed up against the wall as she looked both ways down the corridor to ensure no one was witnessing this.
Dominique raised her eyebrows. "Uh, walking back from class? What do you think you're doing, ambushing me in a corridor?"
Victoire released her sister. "Confronting you about your behaviour. You jumped off the astronomy tower!"
Dom grinned. "Awesome, right? Hey, does this mean I'm famous in Ravenclaw too?"
"Not awesome, dangerous. And what do you mean famous?" Victoire retorted.
"I'm a legend in Gryffindor. They're calling me the dare queen. It's just for fun, Vic."
"Don't call me Vic. And what in Merlin's name were you thinking? You could have died!" Victoire glared angrily.
"Nah. I jumped on my broom way before I hit the ground. And if I hadn't there were a bunch of people waiting to catch me." Dom frowned back at her sister.
"Fourth years! Who knows if they would have done the spell properly?" said Victoire exasperatedly.
"One was a fifth year." replied Dom offhandedly. "What do you care anyway?"
"Maman would kill me if she knew I let you get away with that. And Daddy would kill you."
"Look." said Dom flatly. "You're a Ravenclaw. You spend your time studying. I'm a Gryffindor. I play truth or dare."
Victoire put her hands on her hips. "Next time pick truth." She turned to leave, but looked back. "And Dom? Please be careful."