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It's Gonna Be A Cold ,Cold Christmas
It was late at night and even Gryffindor Tower was mostly empty by midnight, though the other houses would find that difficult to believe. What would cause the entire house to deny even more was that Dominique Weasley was still up and curled up on the couch by the fire. While it was not unusual for Dominique to stay up til the early hours of the morning she usually had a gaggle of friends surrounding her all of them laughing or very drunk or she was with one of her boy-toys. Or at least that was the popular opinion of the school.
At the moment however Dominique was in a position which would send half of the school into cardiac arrest, teachers included.
She was curled up on the couch reading.
Not many people knew Dominique owned a book that was not required by the school let alone actually took time out of her busy social life to read them.
But at this moment she was indeed engrossed in a book written by a muggle author of the name George R.R. Martin. She didn't even notice when someone crept down from the boys dorm and over to where she was sitting.
Suddenly hands were over her eyes, causing her to jerk slightly in surprise before she heard an almost- stifled chuckle. She smiled slightly as she recognised that laugh.
'What are you doing?' he whispered in her ear causing her to shiver slightly.
'What does it look like genius?' she whispered back sarcastically and he chuckled again, dropping his hands before he clambered into the seat next to her. At fifteen years old Alex Marsh was quite good looking especially with his sleep dishevelled brown locks and lightly tanned skin. He was tall and had light brown eyes which always seemed to be smiling.
'I didn't really take you to be the bookworm sort,' he said and she raised an eyebrow at that. 'Then again, you're always full of surprises aren't you?' he continued and she smiled before shifting until she was leaning against him slightly.
'I suppose I am,' she said proudly and he chuckled, putting an arm around her and pulling her closer before dropping a kiss on her temple. She smiled slightly before pulling her book back towards her and continuing from where she left off.
'What, I'm not interesting enough for you?' he asked her teasingly and she managed to hide her smile from him.
'Not at all,' she replied before returning to her book as he ran his fingers through her Weasley red hair. Silence filled the room once more and neither spoke for quite a while.
'I'm going to miss you over break,' Alex finally murmured. Dominique didn't respond. Something in her chest seemed to tighten at the thought of not seeing Alex for three weeks which caused dread to fill her stomach. Already people were eying them, muttering about how Alex Marsh had tamed the wild Weasley girl. Usually Dominique would have dumped Alex about six weeks ago and would already be onto another boy possibly already breaking up with a couple other boys and continuing steadily. But for some reason she couldn't bring herself to end things with Alex. Which made her wonder if the whisperers were right. But he couldn't have tamed her; she was the wild Weasley. She didn't do tamed. She was late night parties and getting royally drunk and having a new boyfriend every week. Not a proper relationship. Not like this.
But just the thought of three weeks away from Alex for Christmas chilled her though she refused to acknowledge why, instead she just cuddled up next to him and stared at the page in front of her.
Happy Friday 13th everyone and I hope you all enjoyed this latest chapter. I realise that not many are Christmas-y as such but I really wanted to show how the different kids are though there will be lots of Christmas action later. Please review before favouriting/following.