It had been a long boring day without anyone home; Bill and Fleur had left that morning for an overnight trip to Egypt and Louis and Victoire had been gone since before Dominique had awoken, leaving her to stew in the silence of Shell Cottage. Louis was still nowhere to be seen, but Dom had heard his sister’s bedroom door swing shut not long ago, a sure sign that Victoire was home. Pulling her sweater tighter around herself, Dom headed for her sister’s door, swinging it open and crawling onto Victoire’s bed. “I’m so bored. Do you want to do something?”
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