Chapter 7 : Á la Dominique
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Don’t say it. Don’t say it. Please don’t say it.
“Right, so the most common way to get a guy you really like is to make him jealous. That’s what we’re going to do.”
AM I BLOODY TALKING TO MYSELF?
Wait, yes I am.
“Geli!” Dom snapped her fingers irritably in front of my face. I was lying on my stomach on my bed. It was Monday and we’d just come up from dinner. Apparently Dom was very keen to get started.
“Yes, yes, make boy jealous, got it.” I sighed. “Get on with it.”
“We need to choose a boy you think would be suitable.”
“Not Al, stupid, he’s who we’re trying to impress. Now, pick a boy in Gryffindor.”
“Let’s say Brandon, okay?”
“Not Brandon. Anyone but him!” I begged. Apparently she didn’t hear me.
“So what we do is we dress you up all nice and you go down there and ask out Brandon in front of Al. Got it?”
“Fine. You seem to be an expert at this.”
“I am an expert at this, dummy.”
“Right. You’re sure it will work?” I asked nervously. I still felt awkward around Dom after all those years of hate. Hey, maybe she could be my new BFF!
No. Stupid Geli. *smack*
“Well, if Al really does like you then it’s a cert. But if he doesn’t then … well, it looks like you’ll be stuck with Brandon for the rest of your life.” Dom said, tapping her chin.
“Then it has to work.” I said defiantly. “When are we going to do it?”
“Uh … now, idiot.” Dom rolled her blue eyes at me and flicked her silvery hair. She brandished her makeup kit and her magic curling tongs, her two deadliest weapons, and moved towards me, grinning maliciously.
I won’t tell you what she did to me because you’ll get bored. But I’ll tell you the brief: she curled my hair, put a load of crap on my face and dressed me in one of her skimpy outfits. She’s a couple of sizes smaller than me so it was a little tight, but she didn’t seem to notice. The top was strapped and red and quite low cut so I put one of Molly’s bandeaus underneath. The skirt was a bit (and when I say a bit I mean A LOT) short so I kept tugging it down, which annoyed Dom. When she wasn’t looking, I swapped it for a pair of jeans and hoped she wouldn’t notice. I put on my red slip-ons and followed Dom downstairs.
“Whoa! Geli, what’s with the makeover?” Rose asked, looking surprised.
“Dom needed a victim for her latest so-called ‘idea’.” I said, saying the lines we practiced and sitting next to Brandon, who looked both happy and upset. I looked over at Dom, who was smirking, and nodded her head at Brandon.
I tickled him in the side and he squirmed and laughed. “I wanted to ask you something,” I said to him. Al and Nadine stopped making out and stared. So did the rest of the Wotters.
“Go on,” Brandon said, looking at me expectantly.
“Well, I was wondering if you’d like to go to Hogsmeade with me on the next trip.” I said.
“What – like a date?” he asked.
“Sure, if you’d like it to be,” I said. Nadine was looking as if she wanted to breathe fire on me. Her eyes were flashing and her devil horns were –
Okay, so I lied about the horns!
Brandon was smiling – well, more like baring his teeth, but the guy was so happy. I guess it kind of felt nice to be doing something people (okay, just Brandon) appreciated instead of just annoying people all the time.
Even if James was looking like a puppy who had just been denied a huge treat, Al was looking angry and confused and Nadine was looking downright murderous.
Brandon didn’t seem to notice as he slipped one arm around my waist and looked like he was about to burst with … um … happiness.
James was holding his wand by his side. His knuckles were going white. I mean, jeez, calm down a little! Dom was smirking and looking pleased. Rose was gaping at me like “WTF?” I shrugged at her and tried to nestle closer into Brandon.
It just came naturally.
I noticed over the next couple of days that Nadine was being all buddy-buddy to me. The next evening, I was talking to Rose while she was finishing off some homework of some sort.
“You bloody asked out Brandon?” Rose hissed at me as she wrote furiously on her parchment.
“It’s all Dom’s idea. She said we had to make Al jealous. It's like - our plan, á la Dominique.”
“So … you’re using Brandon?” Rose said, raising an eyebrow.
“No!” I said.
Was I though? I mean, I didn’t really like Brandon. Well, sure, he’s cute and everything, but I’ve liked Al for ages now. I couldn’t just drop him and change my mind in a day, could I?
I was about to say something else when Nadine came and stuck her huge butt between Rose and I.
“So, Geli, you’re dating my brother, are you?” she said, smiling all sweet but actually glaring daggers at me.
“Not really. We’re just going to Hogsmeade together,” I said, shifting uncomfortably.
Alice was sat at a table, looking at Nadine weirdly. She caught my eye and started to mime vomiting on the floor. Without realising, I laughed really loudly.
“Why are you laughing? Do you think it’s a joke that you’re dating Brandon?” Nadine demanded, narrowing her eyes.
“No, sorry,” I said, secretly punching her inside my head. “I do that sometimes. Don’t I, Rose?”
“Oh, yeah, all the time.” Rose said, dipping her quill into her ink pot. Nadine eyed me up suspiciously.
“Anyway, I was thinking we could do a double date? You and Brandon and me and Al?” She put emphasis on Al’s name, searching for reaction.
“I didn’t know you and Al were together,” I said, trying to act like “YAH I DON’T CARE” but actually feeling “Damn you, Nadine-devil!”
“Yeah, we’ve been together for ages now.” Nadine said, looking over at him and winking.
I glared at her.
“He keeps snogging you.”
“He told me he loved me, too.”
I was like, “Can I punch you right now? Because I really feel like it.”
But I just said it inside my head so nobody heard it.
“Do you really like Brandon?” Nadine suddenly said.
“Yeah,” I replied. She raised both eyebrows. Clearly she expected more, but I wasn’t going to give it to her.
She tried to get me to spill about some information – “How long have you known Al?” – “Do you think he’s cute?” – “Tell me what he likes” – all that sort of crap. I didn’t give her the – ahem – exactly correct information.
All right! So I told her he really likes Bertie Bott’s when he’s actually severely allergic to them and that he fancies Ole’ Madam Rosmerta’s daughter, Maria, who works in the Three Broomsticks, when he can’t stand her. But shh – don’t tell!
When Nadine finally left to go and snog Al, Rose rolled her eyes.
“I reckon you’re right about her, Geli,”
“Right how?” I asked, very surprised. It wasn’t often when Rose Weasley agreed with something I said. In fact, I don’t think she ever has. Gee, what a lovely best friend.
“She’s really fake. I just –” Rose shivered. “I don’t like it.”
“What do you mean?” I said, frowning. Before Rose could reply, James sat down between us.
“For Merlin’s sake,” Rose muttered, making it obvious to her cousin that she was annoyed.
“You might want to watch out, James,” I said, looking at Rose wearily.
“Um ... hello? Angry Weasley Woman sitting right behind you?” I said, pointing. Rose’s face was literally red. No kidding.
“James. Sirius. Potter.” Rose growled. “Get. Your. Ass. Out. Of. Here. NOW!”
James looked really scared. His eyes went wide and he vaulted over the chair he was sat on.
“Wow, Rosie,” I said, staring. “I never knew you could make the great James Potter flee!”
Rose glared at me. “I am TRYING to do my HOMEWORK, which, by the way, is due in TOMORROW! So will EVERYONE just LEAVE me in PEACE so I can get this done!”
Does that include me? Well, Rose was sending Death Stares my way. I think it includes me.
So I left my ever-so-loving best friend alone and went to sit with Alice, Molly and Lucy. Who just so happened to be sitting with James. Damn?
“Geli,” James said quietly, “can I talk to you?”
“Um … sure, if you like.” He led me away from the others.
“Do you really like Brandon?”
“You know, that’s exactly what Nadine asked me earlier. And yes, I do. I don’t want to be rude, but how exactly is this any of your business?” I said, folding my arms.
James shuffled uncomfortably. “Well, we’re really good friends and I just don’t want to see you get hurt!”
“I can look after myself, you know. I don’t think Brandon would hurt me.” I said.
James looked a little hurt. He made those great big puppy-dog eyes at me and my heart melted, even though I did not (and I repeat DID NOT) like him.
Boys are strange creatures.
“Geli, can I tell you something?”
“Fire away,” I said. I had an inkling of what was coming.
“I don’t think Brandon likes you.”
“What are you talking about?” I said.
“I kept seeing him looking at Rose.” James said. “And smiling at her. Maybe he’s just trying to make you jealous. Also … I kind of think Rose likes him back.”
“Don’t be a prat, James. Rose loves Hyperion – I mean Scorpius. She has done since … forever. She wouldn’t just chop and change. Rose isn’t like that.” I said, shaking my head.
I, for one, didn’t believe James’s tales for one second. I mean, the poor guy likes me, so obviously he’d say something like that.
James was looking at me earnestly. “I’m serious, Geli.”
“We’ll see, James. How about this –”
Geli’s Note: Please regard that the sentence I say next is completely random and I was probably drunk or … drugged up or something. So sorry about this. As you were, soldiers *salute*
“– if I end up getting hurt by Brandon – which I very much doubt – then I’ll go on a date with you.”
James smiled slightly. “You’re on, Blue.”
I am so stupid.
Sometimes I wonder if I even have a brain. Rose reckons I don’t. Well, what did I say about my oh-so-loving best friend?
Because after I set James our bet, he wandered right over to Brandon and started whispering to him. I sat down next to Dom.
“Do you think it’s working?” I asked her quietly.
She rolled her eyes. “It’s going to take some time, you Flobberworm. And why did you take off that skirt? He’d be drooling over you if you hadn’t put on those goddamn jeans.”
“If I was wearing that skirt, I may as well have not been wearing anything on my legs at all.” I snapped right back. I felt like saying “Can I pull your hair out?” But I didn’t. Because I am a nice person. Actually.
“Do you want this to work or not, Geli? Because I’ll have you know, I’ve got better things to be doing than helping you.”
“I’ve got a problem, Dom,” I sighed. She raised her eyebrows at me. “I-may-have-kind-of-accidentally-told-James-that-I’d-go-on-a-date-with-him-if-I-get-hurt-by-Brandon.” I said in one breath. Man, it’s not as easy as it sounds. Oh, gee, oh gee, I’m going to faint! LOL, joking.
Much to my surprise, Dom grinned. “Geli! I never knew you could be so clever!”
Wait. Hold on one Merlin’s holy flip-flop.
Was that a – a compliment? From Dom?
I don’t think I’ve ever got a compliment from Rose, never mind one half of the Terrible Sisters (yes, okay, I renamed them. “Terrible Twins” wasn’t really working. For obvious reasons). Dom had been like my lifelong enemy – at least until Nadine came along.
I was staring at Dom like she’d grown three heads and an extra foot. I wouldn’t put it past her to, but she was smirking. I hate it when she does that!
“Clever?” I said. “Clever how?”
“Because, Blue! He’ll get even more jealous when he realises you’re going out with his own brother!”
“But I don’t want to go out with James.”
“You’re going to have to.”
“I can’t just break it off with Brandon. We’ve only been … together … since yesterday.” I said, glaring at her.
“Well, we may just have to … help the bet along a bit. Maybe feed some info to Nadine or … some other people … and let them do the work. Hey, all you’ll have to do is act dumb. It shouldn’t be too hard for you.” Dom sneered, pulling a face at me.
That was when I punched her.
Mentally, of course.
Hey, I do NOT have a violent streak!
“Now get your ass over to Brandon, Geli.” Dom snarled. I got up. She slapped my butt as I made my way over to Brandon.
“Why did Dom just slap your butt, Geli?” Brandon asked after I’d forced my way in between him and James.
“Because she’s weird.” I replied. “So, what are my boys getting up to?”
“Um … nothing.” James said. “Bye, guys.” He jumped up and left.
Brandon was looking at me suspiciously.
“What?” I asked.
“Is it true you cheated on your last boyfriend?” he demanded.
Okay, maybe I did, but for Merlin’s sake, I was like, five. How was I supposed to know you’re not meant to go around kissing boys and saying, “You’re my boyfriend!” to them?
“Well, yeah, but –”
“And is it true that you broke up your Muggle best friend to get her boyfriend?”
“Did James tell you all of this?” I said.
“Maybe he did.” That’s a yes then, you idiot.
“Okay, so I did cheat on my last boyfriend but I was so little I didn’t even know what the word ‘boyfriend’ meant. And no, I did not split up my Muggle best friend because her boyfriend was icky. Okay?” I said.
Brandon relaxed. “Phew.”
“What do you think I am, a player?”
As reluctant as I was to “fake date” Brandon, I didn’t want to do it to James even more. I was going to completely ignore Dom and try to keep Brandon and I together, at least until Al pronounced his undying love for me. Which, hopefully, would be soon.
I looked over at Al and Nadine, who were in the same armchair.
Well, as soon as you can get without saying never.
Hi guys :) Thanks for reading this chapter, I hope you all liked it :D I'm sorry if this seems a bit short compared to my other chapters (gee, I hope not!) but my friend (ahem, ahem, RosieWeasly11, I am looking at YOU) was going "add another Evans and Potter chapter!" so I promised her I'd finish off this one and get straight to it. So, to avoid her wrath, I had to cut this one short. I hope it hasn't cut me down on any reviews or anything. *HINT* Thanks again for reading. Hopefully the next chapter will be up soon x
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