I'm not a bed-hopping sex-fiend... I like Pasta
I'm Dominique Weasley, and I'm a 6th year Slytherin.
First of all, my middle name is Suzanne and I'm the middle child of the Delacour-Weasley family, where I'm stuck between and older sister and a younger brother.
I'm considering dropping the Weasley name in favour of my Delacour roots. Being forced out because your the black sheep makes you consider these things.
I might not mind Jamiekins calling me Domi and Trouble, Mollypop calling me Mini, or my daddy calling me Pixie Stix, but I prefer being called Dominique, Nicki, Nixi or Nix. Seriously, if you call me by something else, I promise that you'll end up feeling the sharp end of my wand.
I'm a clone of maman in my looks and personality, but I want to be a curse-breaker, just like my daddy.
Everyone seems to hate me for some reason, even if I'm just trying to be nice or friendly. Seriously, when I try to talk to other people I get shot down quicker than a centaur's dinner.
But I need to practice! How the hell am I supposed to get this pro place if I’m not practised?! I’m nowhere near good enough!!
James. *turns so shes stood in front of him, before placing her hands on his cheeks, looking into his eyes* Your mother was a harpie, your father won almost every game at hogwarts that he ever played, not only is quidditch in your blood, but you’ve been on the team since your second year. Seriously, you’ve had more than enough practice.
*sighs* Quidditch is your mistress, and she’s going to take up a lot of our relationship, but if you think you’re not good enough then you’re a fool. If you weren’t good enough, you wouldn’t be captain and you would not have been offered this chance. Just trust yourself like I do. You’ll be amazing, just don’t ruin your career before it’s started by getting an injury, and if for some reason, you’re not good enough, which won’t happen, then I’ll just have to live with the guilt, won’t I?
My Mistress?! What’s that suppose- I mean.. *smiles softly* Thank you Dominique. *rests his hands on her waist and leans down to kiss her gently* I love you.
Yes. Your mistress. Your second love. Actually, she’s your first love, which would make me your mistress, but that’s just a formality. *kisses him back* I love you too, prettyboy.
*pats his cheeks* Now, kitchens, and then bed. Maybe with me if you’re lucky…
*slides an arm round her waist as they start walking again* Yeah, but the mistress gets all the sex and nice gifts, so I’d say that’s a good thing.
It is a good thing, I think. *smiles* I’ll just have to get used to you loving your broomstick a little more than you love me.
*laughs* Domi, if you could ever think I could love my broomstick more than you, you’re crazy.
Well, I don’t know. *shrugs and smirks* I know that I love my broomstick when you’re driving me crazy and I’m frustrated. I mean, if I go flying, when I hit a certain height, tilt my broom upwards at a slight angle and lean forwards, I can pretty much vibrate myself into happiness.
*blushes* Before we had sex, I used to do that sometimes, I didn’t realise that what I was experiencing were orgasms though.
*jaw drops and he gapes at her* What.. You can.. broomstick..
My broom isn’t a racing broom with perfect balance, it’s a few years old, it’s has it’s faults. Good faults, apparently. I tried when you lent me yours once, but it didn’t go so well. I had to tilt the front downwards and to the right, while leaning sharply to the left. And even then, it was barely a vibration, so I gave up.
*grins before leaning up and kissing his cheek* I’m just full of surprises, aren’t I?
But I need to practice! How the hell am I supposed to get this pro place if I’m not practised?! I’m nowhere near good enough!!
James. *turns so shes stood in front of him, before placing her hands on his cheeks, looking into his eyes* Your mother was a harpie, your father won almost every game at hogwarts that he ever played, not only is quidditch in your blood, but you’ve been on the team since your second year. Seriously, you’ve had more than enough practice.
*sighs* Quidditch is your mistress, and she’s going to take up a lot of our relationship, but if you think you’re not good enough then you’re a fool. If you weren’t good enough, you wouldn’t be captain and you would not have been offered this chance. Just trust yourself like I do. You’ll be amazing, just don’t ruin your career before it’s started by getting an injury, and if for some reason, you’re not good enough, which won’t happen, then I’ll just have to live with the guilt, won’t I?
My Mistress?! What’s that suppose- I mean.. *smiles softly* Thank you Dominique. *rests his hands on her waist and leans down to kiss her gently* I love you.
Yes. Your mistress. Your second love. Actually, she’s your first love, which would make me your mistress, but that’s just a formality. *kisses him back* I love you too, prettyboy.
*pats his cheeks* Now, kitchens, and then bed. Maybe with me if you’re lucky…
*slides an arm round her waist as they start walking again* Yeah, but the mistress gets all the sex and nice gifts, so I’d say that’s a good thing.
It is a good thing, I think. *smiles* I’ll just have to get used to you loving your broomstick a little more than you love me.
*laughs* Domi, if you could ever think I could love my broomstick more than you, you’re crazy.
Well, I don’t know. *shrugs and smirks* I know that I love my broomstick when you’re driving me crazy and I’m frustrated. I mean, if I go flying, when I hit a certain height, tilt my broom upwards at a slight angle and lean forwards, I can pretty much vibrate myself into happiness.
*blushes* Before we had sex, I used to do that sometimes, I didn’t realise that what I was experiencing were orgasms though.
But I need to practice! How the hell am I supposed to get this pro place if I’m not practised?! I’m nowhere near good enough!!
James. *turns so shes stood in front of him, before placing her hands on his cheeks, looking into his eyes* Your mother was a harpie, your father won almost every game at hogwarts that he ever played, not only is quidditch in your blood, but you’ve been on the team since your second year. Seriously, you’ve had more than enough practice.
*sighs* Quidditch is your mistress, and she’s going to take up a lot of our relationship, but if you think you’re not good enough then you’re a fool. If you weren’t good enough, you wouldn’t be captain and you would not have been offered this chance. Just trust yourself like I do. You’ll be amazing, just don’t ruin your career before it’s started by getting an injury, and if for some reason, you’re not good enough, which won’t happen, then I’ll just have to live with the guilt, won’t I?
My Mistress?! What’s that suppose- I mean.. *smiles softly* Thank you Dominique. *rests his hands on her waist and leans down to kiss her gently* I love you.
Yes. Your mistress. Your second love. Actually, she’s your first love, which would make me your mistress, but that’s just a formality. *kisses him back* I love you too, prettyboy.
*pats his cheeks* Now, kitchens, and then bed. Maybe with me if you’re lucky…
*slides an arm round her waist as they start walking again* Yeah, but the mistress gets all the sex and nice gifts, so I’d say that’s a good thing.
It is a good thing, I think. *smiles* I’ll just have to get used to you loving your broomstick a little more than you love me.
There were a few Donermix’s, Domimic’s and Doninique’s, but the only person that got it right everytime, was James.
But I need to practice! How the hell am I supposed to get this pro place if I’m not practised?! I’m nowhere near good enough!!
James. *turns so shes stood in front of him, before placing her hands on his cheeks, looking into his eyes* Your mother was a harpie, your father won almost every game at hogwarts that he ever played, not only is quidditch in your blood, but you’ve been on the team since your second year. Seriously, you’ve had more than enough practice.
*sighs* Quidditch is your mistress, and she’s going to take up a lot of our relationship, but if you think you’re not good enough then you’re a fool. If you weren’t good enough, you wouldn’t be captain and you would not have been offered this chance. Just trust yourself like I do. You’ll be amazing, just don’t ruin your career before it’s started by getting an injury, and if for some reason, you’re not good enough, which won’t happen, then I’ll just have to live with the guilt, won’t I?
My Mistress?! What’s that suppose- I mean.. *smiles softly* Thank you Dominique. *rests his hands on her waist and leans down to kiss her gently* I love you.
Yes. Your mistress. Your second love. Actually, she’s your first love, which would make me your mistress, but that’s just a formality. *kisses him back* I love you too, prettyboy.
*pats his cheeks* Now, kitchens, and then bed. Maybe with me if you’re lucky…
Harry Potter Next Generation meme
Kate Mara as Lily Potter
Logan Lerman as Albus Potter
Aaron Johnson as James Potter jr.
Karen Gillan as Rose Weasley
So they’re not the faceclaims that we have, or that I would have chosen, but I just wanted to show you guys how perfect this manip is.
I MEAN, JUST LOOK AT HOW FLAWLESS THEY ARE! THEY DON’T LOOK FAKE AT ALL, THEY LOOK SO NATURAL AND ASDFGHJKL;
*ENDLESS FANGIRLING*
*quietly* Do you know why?
No idea. I mean, my ribs are still kinda weird but I’ve slept through worse pain. I just dunno.
It sounds like you’re working yourself too hard. *bites her lip* And if you’re going for the quidditch tryout too, then you need to rest yourself for a little while…
*shakes his head* Need to stay fit Dom. I put on a load of weight while I was in the Hospital Wing. Damn those cool ranch doritos..
*comes to a stop* James. Please. You put on barely any weight in the hospital wing, but you’re just going to keep injuring yourself if you keep pushing your body when it’s not healed completely. *bites on her bottom lip* I’m begging you, Jamie, for me?
*sighs softly and slides an arm round her waist* I’ll go see Pomfrey tomorrow, yeah?
Thank you. *leans her head on his shoulder as best she can* Just something to take the discomfort away from your ribs, and then cut out some of the practices, like all of the morning ones, and couple of your evening ones, and then when you’re getting a good 8 hours a night and feel more yourself them step them up again slowly.
Fuck, that’s loads Domi. All my personal practices!
There is a reason for that. If you need a personal practice, then you can have 1, as long as you don’t push yourself too hard. You do need to heal though, so are you surprised I took them all away?
But I need to practice! How the hell am I supposed to get this pro place if I’m not practised?! I’m nowhere near good enough!!
James. *turns so shes stood in front of him, before placing her hands on his cheeks, looking into his eyes* Your mother was a harpie, your father won almost every game at hogwarts that he ever played, not only is quidditch in your blood, but you’ve been on the team since your second year. Seriously, you’ve had more than enough practice.
*sighs* Quidditch is your mistress, and she’s going to take up a lot of our relationship, but if you think you’re not good enough then you’re a fool. If you weren’t good enough, you wouldn’t be captain and you would not have been offered this chance. Just trust yourself like I do. You’ll be amazing, just don’t ruin your career before it’s started by getting an injury, and if for some reason, you’re not good enough, which won’t happen, then I’ll just have to live with the guilt, won’t I?
*quietly* Do you know why?
No idea. I mean, my ribs are still kinda weird but I’ve slept through worse pain. I just dunno.
It sounds like you’re working yourself too hard. *bites her lip* And if you’re going for the quidditch tryout too, then you need to rest yourself for a little while…
*shakes his head* Need to stay fit Dom. I put on a load of weight while I was in the Hospital Wing. Damn those cool ranch doritos..
*comes to a stop* James. Please. You put on barely any weight in the hospital wing, but you’re just going to keep injuring yourself if you keep pushing your body when it’s not healed completely. *bites on her bottom lip* I’m begging you, Jamie, for me?
*sighs softly and slides an arm round her waist* I’ll go see Pomfrey tomorrow, yeah?
Thank you. *leans her head on his shoulder as best she can* Just something to take the discomfort away from your ribs, and then cut out some of the practices, like all of the morning ones, and couple of your evening ones, and then when you’re getting a good 8 hours a night and feel more yourself them step them up again slowly.
Fuck, that’s loads Domi. All my personal practices!
There is a reason for that. If you need a personal practice, then you can have 1, as long as you don’t push yourself too hard. You do need to heal though, so are you surprised I took them all away?
*quietly* Do you know why?
No idea. I mean, my ribs are still kinda weird but I’ve slept through worse pain. I just dunno.
It sounds like you’re working yourself too hard. *bites her lip* And if you’re going for the quidditch tryout too, then you need to rest yourself for a little while…
*shakes his head* Need to stay fit Dom. I put on a load of weight while I was in the Hospital Wing. Damn those cool ranch doritos..
*comes to a stop* James. Please. You put on barely any weight in the hospital wing, but you’re just going to keep injuring yourself if you keep pushing your body when it’s not healed completely. *bites on her bottom lip* I’m begging you, Jamie, for me?
*sighs softly and slides an arm round her waist* I’ll go see Pomfrey tomorrow, yeah?
Thank you. *leans her head on his shoulder as best she can* Just something to take the discomfort away from your ribs, and then cut out some of the practices, like all of the morning ones, and couple of your evening ones, and then when you’re getting a good 8 hours a night and feel more yourself them step them up again slowly.
*quietly* Do you know why?
No idea. I mean, my ribs are still kinda weird but I’ve slept through worse pain. I just dunno.
It sounds like you’re working yourself too hard. *bites her lip* And if you’re going for the quidditch tryout too, then you need to rest yourself for a little while…
*shakes his head* Need to stay fit Dom. I put on a load of weight while I was in the Hospital Wing. Damn those cool ranch doritos..
*comes to a stop* James. Please. You put on barely any weight in the hospital wing, but you’re just going to keep injuring yourself if you keep pushing your body when it’s not healed completely. *bites on her bottom lip* I’m begging you, Jamie, for me?
*quietly* Do you know why?
No idea. I mean, my ribs are still kinda weird but I’ve slept through worse pain. I just dunno.
It sounds like you’re working yourself too hard. *bites her lip* And if you’re going for the quidditch tryout too, then you need to rest yourself for a little while…
*leads her from the library* I seriously need some caffeine.
Caffeine? Are you still tired?
Er.. Nah, I’m fine.
Really? *squeezes his hand gently*
*shrugs one shoulder offhandedly*
*shakes her head* James, you should go to the hospital wing if you’re tired all the time.
I’m fine, I am. Just not sleeping. But I’m not gonna get drugged up.
You’re not sleeping?
Er.. No?
*quietly* Do you know why?
*leads her from the library* I seriously need some caffeine.
Caffeine? Are you still tired?
Er.. Nah, I’m fine.
Really? *squeezes his hand gently*
*shrugs one shoulder offhandedly*
*shakes her head* James, you should go to the hospital wing if you’re tired all the time.
I’m fine, I am. Just not sleeping. But I’m not gonna get drugged up.
You’re not sleeping?
