AN: Written for the May Event on the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry forum.
Word Count: 101 words.
The rumors follow her wherever she goes. They creep under doors and up staircases, out of mouths and into ears, out of one vindictive mind and into another. They wrap around her like a cage of sharp wire.
Worthless. Unnatural. Traitor. Wrong.
Wrong, because her surname doesn't match her Hogwarts house.
They think that if they hurt her enough, if they cut her again and again with their sharp, vicious rumors, she'll crumple and fall down.
The thought makes her laugh. Dominique Weasley has skin made of iron and a heart forged from steel.
The sharpest of knives cannot cut her.