Dominique/James
Prompt: Happy Birthday
Happy Birthday
February 12, 2015
The end was in sight. Dominique tensed in anticipation as she soared towards the goalposts, the Quaffle tucked securely under her arm. There was no one in front of her; she had a clear path ahead, and surged forward with a burst of speed. She had to be no more than a few yards from the centre goal. This would be easy.
She heard someone call out her name, and her attention shifted over to where a group of Gryffindors were standing. Victoire stood out among them, cheering heartily, with Louis, James and Fred by her side. Dominique grinned at her supporters and drew her arm back, ready to shoot. Just as she was mid-shot, she felt a searing pain tear through her skull. All she could hear was a loud ringing in her ears. Her eyes rolled back into her head and she vaguely felt herself plummet before she felt nothing at all.
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"Dom? Dom, can you hear me?"
Very slowly, Dominique opened her eyes at the worried voice. After a few moments, she focussed in on the jet black hair and brown eyes of her cousin, James. He was perched on the end of her bed, his bushy eyebrows narrowed in concern. He breathed a sigh of relief and flashed her a smirk.
"Oh, Merlin. It's about time!" he told her. "You had us worried sick! Especially Vic – you should've heard it – she was giving Madam Patil mouthful!"
Dominique couldn't help but smile at him and tried to sit up, before recoiling at the pain in her head.
"Bloody hell," she muttered darkly.
"Are you alright?" James asked, scooting forward. "That was some hit you took there. Lou went and cursed the thug that hit that bludger at you – he got three weeks detention but it was worth it. The guy's over there next to you."
"Ha," Dom laughed softly. "That sounds like Louis."
James grinned before his face turned surprisingly solemn and he reached out to take her hand. "You sure you're alright though? It was pretty scary, seeing you fall off your broom like that."
Dom nodded and held back her grimace for his sake. "I'm fine, James. Really. I hardly remember it, to be honest. Where's Vic and the others?"
"Vic had to do her rounds and Lou's in detention. Oh!" he said suddenly and reached behind him to retrieve a dozen parcels. "I almost forgot! Happy Birthday!"
She beamed as he placed the presents around her and began opening them. "Thanks, James," she said with a laugh. "What a great way to spend my birthday."
The first parcel was from Granny; a whole box full of homemade fudge and a pair of woollen mittens, with her name embroidered on the wrist. The next was very neatly wrapped and it didn't surprise her at all that it was from Victoire. It was a new dragon-hide satchel, with purple flowers stamped into the thick material.
"Let me guess, this is from you and Freddie?" she asked, raising her eyebrow as she examined a square wrapped in a week's old Daily Prophet.
"How'd you guess?" James asked, with a pout. "I thought we did a good job."
"Only you two would wrap a present in a newspaper," she smirked fondly. When she opened it, her smiled widened. It was a box of Weasley's Wildfire Whiz-bangs.
"Wow! I've always wanted to set these off!" she cried. She remembered how every year, on Victoire's birthday, Uncle George would set off the fireworks to honour the death of his brother. She and her sister would love to sit out under the stars and watch them. It was one of their favourite things to do together.
"We wanted to set them off tonight," James told her. "But since you've landed yourself in hospital, I'll guess we'll have to wait."
Dom shook her head at him. "But, James… it – we wouldn't – we'd get in trouble."
James merely grinned. "Not if we have the Head Boy on our side."
She cackled with laughter and pulled James into a crushing hug, making him squirm in protest.
"Dom – c'mon, you're crushing me!" he complained. She ignored him and ruffled his hair.
"Oh, shut up. It's my birthday!"
A/N: More happy Dom :) She's a chaser for the Hufflepuff team. Ages: Dom (14), James (11).
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