Chapter 2 : Dominique's Failure Plan: Phase Two, Part One.
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"Oi, Scamander! What do you think you're doing hooking up with my woman!"
"Your woman?!" Dominique screamed from where she was standing beside me. Knowing that she was about to storm over there to hex the life out of him, I quickly stuck my arm out and grabbed a hold of her wrist.
"Don't," I said when she turned to glare at me.
Dom looked as if she was about to argue back until there was a loud smack as if punches were being thrown.
Shocked, I looked over at the two boys, carefully making sure that I kept a firm hold of Dominique's wrist.
"You are such a jerk," Lorcan who was now sitting on the floor with a bruise forming on his cheek, growled before hauling himself off the floor and swinging a punch at the guy who had claimed Dominique was 'his woman'.
They battled it out for a while before Lorcan suddenly pulled his wand out and shoved it in his opponents face.
"You're going to regret ever laying a hand on me, Johnes," he spat, glaring at the boy infront of him who looked as if he had a broken nose.
"Yeah, well," the guy now known as Johnes (*A/N: Johnes is said as in 'Jones', I just didn't want to accidently use someone else's surname) retorted harshly as he pulled out his own wand, "you're going to regret ever laying a hand on my woman."
"His woman?!" Dom repeated, quieter this time, as she glared at the two boys.
Deciding that Dom was too focused on the boys and their before-duel-banter to do anything stupid I let go of her wrist.
"Is it just me or are we lacking success today?" I asked as I stared at the pair with their wands drawn preparing to fight.
"It would seem so," Dom replied as she, too, watched the two boys.
"Do you think we should stop it?" I asked after a moment. Spells had already started flying and flashes of light burst from the ends of their wands. One spell that was completly off course missed it's target and flew straight over my head, hitting the wall behind me and causing chunks of the brick to fall onto the floor.
Earlier that day
"What do you want, Malfoy?" I snapped, not changing my pace so that he knew that I didn't care whether he was walking beside me or not.
"I don't suppose that you were a part of Dominique's little scheme this morning, were you?" He questioned with a smirk as if he already knew what the answer was going to be.
"I have no idea what you're talking about," I lied as I came closer to the Potions room where my first lesson was going to be, "so why don't you go pester someone else about this."
"Don't be so quick to deny it, Weasley," Scorpius said, still smirking, as he beat me to pushing open the door and waited for me to enter before he walked in behind me.
I walked to my usual seat at the back of the classroom and he followed and sat down next to me, taking his seat slowly as if doing it to piss me off. I have to admit, it worked like a charm.
I scowled at him and was prepared to come back with something harsh when he leaned closer to me and whispered, "Dom isn't that good of a secret keeper when she's pissed off and she's easy to annoy."
"Shit," I cursed under my breath and quickly scanned to room to make sure no-one had heard, "who else knows?"
"Just me," he replied lazily, leaning back in his chair as if he knew everything. "Oh," he added, clearly having not actually forgotten and greatly enjoying himself, "and Albus too," he then looked sideways at me and added, "although, he's not very happy that you two kept him out of a plan. Not that we would have wanted to take responsibility for what happened anyway. Your plan failed dramatically."
"I know it failed," I hissed sharply, "no need to point out the obvious. Just keep quiet about it, alright?"
"What are you willing to do for it?"
"What do you mean?" I asked, raising an eyebrow and only vaguely taking note that our Potions Professor had started to explain something at the front of the classroom.
"What are you willing to do in order to keep your involvement in the plan a secret?"
I glared at him, knowing fully well that to let people know that I was involved was like committing social suicide which I, as Rose Weasley, one of the most popular girls at school, could not afford to do. "What did you have in mind?"
"I want you to owe me something," he demanded slyly, "anything, anytime, any place."
"That's a bit vague," I commented dryly, "but sure, fine. Whatever," I knew whatever he had planned wouldn't be that bad anyway, "But you have to keep it secret. I mean it, Malfoy. Not a word to anyone, understand?"
Still smirking, he simply nodded once and then stared straight ahead for the rest of the lesson. We had a silent agreement, me and him. He didn't piss me off and I wouldn't severly hurt him. I didn't let anyone know his secret and he wouldn't ruin my reputation. We only used each other if we had something to gain for ourselves. It was a win-win situation, really.
"Bitch," I growled as I stormed up to Dominique who was leaning against the wall outside our Charms Classroom.
Slinging her bag over her shoulder, she grinned at me. "Save it for later, Red. I have a new plan."
"And we can only hope that it's better than the last plan that you came up with," I stated whilst glaring in her direction as we walked together towards the Great Hall for lunch.
Her only response was a small smile and a wink in the direction of one of her more recent tag-alongs. The TA's being the boys who assumed that they were in with a chance, and were good enough looking to get a chance with her and so she decides to lead them on for a while and, unfortuantly for some, only the less-clingy, no-strings attached guys manage to actually get a chance with her.
Turning the corner, we entered the open double doors to the Great Hall and walked towards our normal seats at the Gryffindor table.
"Right, new plan," were her immediate words as soon as we were seated.
I inwardly sighed at the mere mention of another one of Dom's failure plans.
"I'm going to flirt with Lorcan after lessons tomorrow," she stated quietly, "all the while, you will be walking from one lesson to the other with Lysander-"
"Stop right there," I interupted quickly, "you are not still working on the whole 'make Lysander jealous by using his twin brother' angle, are you?"
"Of course I am," she defended, "otherwise it means that Phase One of the plan was all for nothing."
"You're only going to make things worse for yourself," I commented, not bothering to point out the fact that, once again, she had come up with a sure-to-fail plan.
"That's a chance that i'm willing to take," she replied before grabbing an apple and taking a bite, effectively ending that conversation.
"Enlighten me then," I said after a moment, "who's your newest TA?"
Dom glanced sideways at me. "Newest? I don't know. There's a lot of new ones. You'll have to be a little bit more specific than that."
"That guy you winked at earlier."
"I've winked at a lot of guys today - it keeps them interested."
"The brunette," I elaborated, "tall, tan, muscled."
"Red," she sighed, using my nickname, "most of the guys in the Offical TA are tall, tan and muscled."
"Nevermind," I flipped my hair over my shoulder and caught the eye of the Hufflepuff Keeper. I winked at him and then turned back to Dom, "I was just trying to keep up conversation."
"Humph, I wouldn't try it with the Hufflepuff Keeper if I were you," she advised, "gossip is that he's looking for a long-term girlfriend."
"Don't worry," I brushed off her comment with a smile, "i'm only keeping them interested."
She laughed, tossing her hair over her shoulder as she did so.
"Dominique," someone said from behind us.
Turning around, I realised that it was Lorcan. Lysander's twin brother.
Lorcan and Lysander are identical twins. Both with light blonde hair, blue eyes and muscled from playing Quidditch. The only way to tell them apart is that Lorcan has a slightly longer face, is a little bit taller and has shorter hair than his brother. They also have very different personalities.
"Hello, Lorcan," Dom smiles at him, "is there something that you wanted?"
"Uh, yeah. I was wondering if we could talk, y'know, about what happened," he then glanced sideways at me, "i'd like you to come with us aswell, please Rose."
Oh shit. This is going to be about Dominique's Failure Plan, isn't it? I knew that bitch Hannah Shaden couldn't be trusted to keep her mouth shut about who her informant was.
"It's nothing bad," Lorcan says quickly, noticing mine and Dom's quick exchange of glances.
"Alright then," I agree.
Both me and Dom then make a huge show of standing up, smiling and walking out of the hall with Lorcan.
It seems as if we'll do just about anything to keep up appearances these days.
Once we're far enough from the Great Hall, Dom turns on Lorcan.
He didn't hesitate. "I just don't think that it's a good idea to keep doing this now that everyone thinks you want to sleep with me. I mean, the kissing was great, don't get me wrong," he quickly added, "but I saw how it hurt my brother when he heard the rumour and I can't keep doing that to him," he paused for a moment and then added quietly, "I shouldn't have believed him when he told me he didn't like you like that anymore."
"Right," was all Dom said in reply. You could tell that she really didn't care about what he was saying. I bet the only thing that registered in her head was the fact that:
1) Lorcan, of all people, had just called it off with her. When really, it should have been the other way around.
and 2) Lysander had told his brother that he didn't like her like that anymore.
Neither of those things were bound to go down well with her.
"I'm sorry, Dom," he said, none of us noticing the TA from earlier who was preparing to storm over to us, as he pulled her in for a hug.
"It's fine," she brushed it off, uncaring.
And that's when we finally noticed the TA who was now furiously storming towards us.
"Oi, Scamander! What do you think you're doing hooking up with my woman!"
Later that night
"I didn't expect the plan to work so well!" Dom hadn't stopped smiling after witnessing the two boys fighting over her. Although, I think that it was more to do with the fact that Lysander had also witnessed them fighting over her rather than the fact that she had somehow had two boys fighting over her.
"But that wasn't the plan. It wasn't even slightly related to the plan," I commented dryly as I flicked through a few pages of my magazine.
We were back in our dorm room and I was lying on my bed as Dom chatted on about how wonderfully everything had turned out.
"That's because it was even better than the plan!" That makes no sense. "Now Lysander thinks that I have boys left, right and centre fighting for me. And what makes it even better is that he believes his brother is one of them!"
"Mhm," I pretended to agree with her, opting for that rather than having to argue with her about how this isn't going well at all so far and will probably only get worse.
"Right," she said, sitting up and grabbing my magazine from under my hands and tossing it onto the floor, "time to think of what the next part of the plan is going to be."
I know, let's plan the death of Dominique's Failure Plan. That sounds like fun.
I decided to voice this, "why don't you just stop with the plans now, Dom?"
"I can't," she replied quickly, "I promised to let Albus and Scorpius help with the next one."
This is not going to end well.
Author's Note: I'm sorry that this chapter is out so late, i've just been really busy recently. Not a good enough excuse, I know, but it's the best i've got.
Updated: 18th December 2010 - spell checked and minor editing. Also just a note to thank those of you who have reviewed this story so far and to wish everyone a happy christmas, Dee x
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