Lots of your friends want to ride with you in the limo, but what you want is someone who will take the bus with you when the limo breaks down.
- Oprah Winfrey

Chapter 1: Through it all nobody gets me like you do

I felt something go off in my head, like a mini-explosion. The world had stopped moving for a second and now everything was going super slow. It was a weird sensation that made my stomach turn and I felt light-headed. I saw glimpses of a large room. Someone was speaking super slowly and the kids all dressed in pale blue uniforms were listening intently and then that person said something that made the kids groan in frustration. Someone yelled something really loudly and everyone turned to her…no, not her, that was me…

And then Dominique poured water down my top.

I screamed in shock at Dom who was standing in front of me with one hand on her hip.

"DOMINIQUE!"

"Chill Gen, It's just water," Dom stuck her tongue out at me. "Oh and next time you call me Dominique, chéri, I'll put spiders down your back instead."

"I was having another prediction but I see you don't want to hear about it." I said standing up. Dom's eyes grew wide.

"Tell me! Tell me! What's it about? Did it involve me somehow? Was it about Beauxbatons? Was I snogging someone?"

"Um, yes, yes and no," I answered grinning widely. "Well, at least I think you were there."

"Spill!" she snapped.

"Très Désagréable!"

"I am not rude!" Dom whined. "Now tell me before I tell the world you love James Potter!"

My eyes grew wide in shock. She did not just play that card! "Now I'm definitely not telling you!" I snapped walked off without her.

"Oh come on! I'm just kidding Gen! I'll put on my puppy-face!" Dom caught up to me.

I loved Dom's place. I would come over nearly every holiday and Dom and I spent most of our time on the beach hitting on cute guys. The feel of the grainy sand beneath my toes and the smell of the calm salt water was enough to send me back to Beauxbatons where Dom, the boys and I had gone down to the back nearly every day after school.

Dominique Weasley was probably the second most beautiful person I've ever met, second only to her mother who she strangely looked nearly nothing alike. Dominique had long, straight golden blonde hair with a hint of red in it. Her eyes were the exact same shape and shade of bright blue as her fathers' and she was tall enough to be a model. She was easily tanned and had not a blemish or freckle in sight on her heart-shaped face. Today she just happened to wear a blue bikini that matched her eyes perfectly.

I pulled my singlet down over my own bikini, feeling a little self-conscious with myself. It was all thanks to Dom that even half the student in Beauxbatons knew my name.

On the first day of Beauxbatons after failing terribly at trying to fit in, Dominique took an interest in the weirdo that couldn't speak French properly and so did a thousand other students after her.

I sighed. "It just seemed like whole our year was in a room and Madam Maxime or some other teacher was telling us something. I don't know, I couldn't really see the teacher but after they said something to us, we all looked shocked and I'm pretty sure it was me who yelled so loudly that everyone stared at me."

Dom frowned.

Even if it wasn't important I knew that I had to tell Dominique. If Dom asked for something, I was compelled to tell her. It was like an invisible force egging me to obey Dom's every wish. I was fine with that, I mean, she is my best friend but whenever I looked at Dom I couldn't shake of the feeling that I needed to owe her something. Well, maybe I did. Wasn't Dominique the one who gave me a new life?

"Could you pleaze pazz ze Cassoulet, Genevieve?" Fleur Weasley asked me.

"Oh, yes! Here you go Mrs. Weasley!"

"How many timez do I 'ave to tell you Genevieve, I don't mind you calling me Fleur."

"Um, Thank you for your consideration Mrs. Weasley but I couldn't possibly do that! I've stayed at your place far too many times to have earned that respect!" What can I say? I've got a way around adults.

"Un tel enfant poli! Vous pouvez apprendre d'elle Dominique!" Fleur chattered on. I suppressed a laugh as Dom started mocking her.

Louis, Dom's little brother looked confused. I had totallyforgotten he couldn't understand French.

"Votre frère est un étourdi guppy, Dom." The whole table rang with laughter except for Mr. Weasley and Louis who now looked as though he'd been slapped in the face by a sausage.

Poor Louis.

The dining room was probably my favorite in Dom's room other than her bedroom (aka. My second home). It was small but cozy and always smelt like nutmeg. A large, wooden table stood in the middle of the room and many embarrassing family portraits hung on the walls. Dom hated the portraits but I think she's lucky to have a wonderful family that found never leave each other and would put up with each other's racket.

Louis looked exactly like his bother except for his eyes which were an exact replica of Dom's and his father's. He was fun to tease but that wasn't the reason I liked him so much. Louis reminded me a lot of Sebastian who I hadn't seen in over four years. Sometimes I really missed my little brother, he was the only one left in my family who I could actually talk too.

"Gen? G-en? Anyone home Genny? GENEVIEVE!"

I snapped back to reality. "Sorry, what?"

Dom whacked her head against the table. Mr. Weasley was smiling. "I said, 'Are you guys excited? It's going to be your last year at Beauxbatons!"

"Yes I am! But I'm kind of freaked out…I can't believe that I'm not going back to Beauxbatons next year!" I said grinning.

Fleur smiled to Mr. Weasley as if she knew something that we didn't. It seemed Dom caught on to that too because she asked what was wrong.

"Oh nothing," Fleur said, chuckling. "It zeems like you vill not going back to Beauxbatons this year either…"

"What?" Dom and I asked at the same time.

"Fleur!" Mr. Weasley said trying to hastily change the subject. I raised my eyebrow.

Dom and I had a quick little exchange.

What the hell was that about?

I have no idea Dom

Do you thing they're hiding something from us?

Well, obviously but has this got something to do with my vision?

Probably…we need to tell the guys, Tristan would want to know!

Tristan? *Wink Wink*

"SHUT UP GEN!" Dom shouted. Louis, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley looked at her like she was on drugs or something.

I grinned. "And Mason and Jem."

"Mum, Dad, Gen and I have to go pack. School states tomorrow!" said Dom rising from the table.

"Oh, well remember get a present for your sister!" said Mr. Weasley.

"Yes and make sure to come 'ome for Christmas! Both of you! Oh, Victoire and Teddy! It zeems like only yesterday they ver playing outside vith they're toys!"

Mrs. Weasley kept on rambling about her eldest daughter and her future son-in-law as Dom and I ran upstairs.

Dominique rolled her eyes. We might've had a lot in common but the first thing we talked about when I transferred was our family and our hatred for our sisters.

A/N: Okay, THANKYOU TO LILYMELANY :D I really apreeciate what you did :D This chapter is from Gen's POV so sorry if you get confused. As well all know, first chapters are boring! SO bear with me and It will get better! It took me about 20 minutes to write this chapter and some lemonade so I AM proud of myself :) Ok, tell me if you guys like the characters. Do you like Dom? You'll meet the boys in the next chapterand find what the predicitions was about...