So, here it is! The first chapter of After All Was Well!
Enjoy!
"Dominique! Hurry up; we're going to be late!" Louis shouted, from the bottom of the stairs in Shell Cottage.
"I'm coming!" Dominique shouted back, as she checked herself out in the mirror.
Whilst Dominique knew that she was by no means ugly, she also knew that she couldn't hold a candle to Victoire. In fact, she had absolutely no idea how she had beaten her sister in Witch Weekly's Hottest Young Witches for the past two years; winning the first time she was entered when she was just fourteen. Satisfied with her appearance, Dominique smiled at her reflection before pulling the door open to come face to face with her brother.
Louis Weasley, despite being only fourteen and going into fourth year, received a lot of attention from the female population of Hogwarts. Most of this attention went unnoticed due to Louis' lingering crush on Sammie Mays, a Ravenclaw fourth year with chocolate brown hair and emerald green eyes. Louis' crush on Sammie wasn't exactly a secret to Dominique (or to Fred, his best friend) but he made sure to mask his feelings in front of everyone else. Louis could have any girl in school he wanted, what with his sandy coloured hair, hazel eyes, and Veela good looks, but he only had eyes for Sammie (who was completely oblivious to his obvious affection).
"God, Nikki, how long does it take you to get bloody ready?" Louis asked, in exasperation.
"Calm down, Lou. Sammie is still going to be there when we get there." Dominique teased.
"Shut up." He mumbled, as blood rushed to his face.
"Is Victoire coming to see us off?" Dominique asked, changing the subject as they walked down the stairs together.
"Yeah, but she said that she was going with Parker and meet us there." Louis replied, with a look of slight disgust at the mention of his sister's boyfriends.
Parker Carter, the nephew of Puddlemere United's keeper Cormac McLaggen, who just happened to be Victoire's boyfriend of almost two years (Parker that would be, not Cormac). Louis and Dominique had absolutely nothing against Parker; he was kind, he was good looking, he played Quidditch and was on the Puddlemere United reserve team, and he loved Victoire; they just wished that Victoire was with Teddy rather than Parker.
"What about Teddy? Is he coming?" Dominique asked.
"I think he's going with Uncle Harry and Auntie Ginny, so we'll see him there." Louis answered when they reached the bottom of the stairs.
"Dom, finally! How long does it take you to get ready?" Bill Weasley (Dominique and Louis' father) asked, as she came around the corner into the living room.
"A long time, apparently." Dominique muttered in response.
"Leave 'er alone, Beell." Fleur (Dominique's mother) chastised, in her French accent. "She's nearly sixteen; she's not a baby. Of course, she's going to spend time with 'er appearance, especially if she wants to get attention from boys. I'm pretty sure that Scamander boy 'as a thing for 'er."
And that, ladies and gentlemen, is when Dominique Gabrielle Weasley died of embarrassment.
"MAMAN! I've told you, Lorcan and I are just friends!" She protested, desperately trying to fight off the blush that was creeping up her neck.
"I'm not talking about Lorcan, I meant the other one." Fleur said with a knowing smile.
"Lysander?" Dominique asked with an arched eyebrow.
"That's the one." Fleur nodded.
"He does not."
"Nikki, are you blind?" Louis asked, with a smirk.
"We don't have time for this." Bill interrupted "It's ten to eleven. We have to apparate to Kings Cross unless you want to miss the train."
Cursing under her breath, Dominique grabbed her coat and threw it on before grabbing Fleur's hand.
"Everybody ready?" Bill asked, as he held onto Louis' and Dominique's trunks.
Without missing a beat, they apparated onto the busy platform of Kings Cross Station.
"Come on, let's go and find everyone." Louis whined as he craned his neck to see over the sea of heads.
Pushing through the busy crowds, Dominique followed Louis who apparently knew where he was going.
"Louis, hi!" A voice called from the edge of the crowd.
Looking round, Dominique noticed the target of Louis' affection, Sammie Mays. Sammie was standing in a cluster of giggling girls who all seemed to be drawn to Louis as he walked past.
"Hi, Sammie," Louis smiled. "Good holiday?"
"It was ok." She shrugged, rolling her eyes at the giggling girls behind her. "I'll see you later."
"See you later." He agreed, walking forward with a slight spring in his step.
"Who was that girl?" Fleur asked.
"Just a friend." Louis shrugged, to which Dominique snorted.
"Oi, Domi!" A voice shouted. "Over here!"
Looking up, Dominique smiled at the huge group of people she so fondly called her family.
Let me know what you think, so far!
LoonyGleek (aka after-all-was-well)