So I'm starting a new next-gen drabble/one-shot collection, and I hope you enjoy it :) Any pairing suggestions can be pm-ed or left in the review, and I will try to cover all the next-gen characters, plus a couple of OC's.
Special thanks to TamariChan for the amazing, amazing beta work 3
Pairing: James Sirius Potter/Dominique Weasley
He found her standing outside in rain, drenched, with a battered old cigarette in her hand. She wore a tight little dress, he noted, looking like a little whore, but she wore it with an attitude a-come-near-me-and-I-will-kill you attitude. He would have made fun of her on any other occasion for wearing something so indecent, but one look at her and he shut up. Her eyes were red, and he had never seen her looking so upset. He just hoped the water dangling on her cheeks was rain water, and nothing more.
"What happened?" he asked her, lighting up his own cigarette. He knew better than to console her - Dominique Weasley just didn't do emotional talk.
"Teddy proposed to her. They're getting married," she said.
Thud thud thud. The rain fell on them.
"You should get over it, Dom," he told her, taking a drag of his cigarette.
"Yeah... just like you should get over your hidden crush on Roxie. If anyone finds out, you are as good as dead, James." she huffed out. He turned to look at her, but she looked away. He and Dom were friends in some ways, acquaintances in others. They had conversations, but Dom was kind of aloof from the family, including him. She was rough on the edges, and he assumed it didn't go down well with their huge extended family.
"How did you know?"
"Please. It's so obvious. If it helps, Fred knows too,"
"Fred knows? Bloody hell. How?"
"He figured it out, I assume. I don't know," she shrugged.
"And you don't care either, do you?"
"No, I don't," she replied back curtly.
"Why don't you come in? Fred isn't there, you know"
"Are you inviting me in your house, Potter? I'm your cousin,"
"And it's quite abnormal to invite your cousins in your house, isn't it? Come in. I know you turned up here for a reason,"
She always came for a reason. The same reason as always. He was her comfort - in ways she couldn't describe. She was his solace - in ways he couldn't explain. They were both a little broken, heart-broken. He hid it with his laughter; she hid it with her attitude. But he could see beneath the mask she wore, and she could see beneath the facade he carried out. Dominique followed him inside, and he closed the door behind her. She lay on his bed, and he wrapped his arms around her.
"Can you kiss me, please?" she begged him.
"Dom - what's wrong with you?" he asked her, finally. They never kissed. They never even touched each other. It was just comfort - solace. A weird relationship between two broken people.
"I just want to feel something - please,"
He cupped her chin, and gently pressed his lips on hers. She moved her lips slowly, and he sucked on her lower lip. She pressed herself into him, and he took in more of her. Arms and legs tangled and two bodies became one.
She was gone before he woke up the next morning.
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