I'm just sick. ((open))

[cynicaldreamer]

Dom rushed into the first bathroom she could see on her way up from the Great hall after breakfast, she was pretty sure no one came after her as she had told everyone that she was still eating her breakfast and she would meet them in class. It wasn't really a lie, she'd eaten breakfast because someone, she couldn't even remember who, had commented on the fact that she hardly ever ate anything and she was planning on going to class, just not yet, she had something to do first.

Pulling a ponytail band off of her wrist she scraped her hair back messily with her fingers into a ponytail and pulled the band around it. Then she walked into one of the stalls thinking of the apple and the muffin and the piece of toast she'd been goaded into eating. It almost made her feel sick just thinkin about it, all of that in her body making her fatter, she'd never be able to play quidditch professionaly if she became fat and then she'd be even more of a failure than she already was.

Dom leaned over the bowl of the toilet and took a deep breath before rather crudely sticking to fingers down her throat. When the sick started to rise in her throat she bent over making sure it all went down the toilet. Pressing the flush, she watched half fascinated and half horrified as all of the food she'd eaten this morning went to the sewage tank.

Standing up she stumbled backwards out of the stall feeling dizzy and kind of weak, she hadn't kept anything down in almost two days and it was begining to take effect on her, it was the longest she'd ever went with out food. She could imagine that her face was probably white and she wiped a hand across the back of her mouth incase any sign of her bulemia was still there. Looking in the mirror in front of her she seen, a fattish girl with a white face, messy hair and sad eyes. Sighing she picked up her bag and headed for the door, untill she heard foot steps.

[fish]

"Well, well, well. What have we here?"

Henrietta's coo drifted through the door of the bathroom as soon as she realized her footsteps had been heard. She had been coming from breakfast, snooping through the halls a little earlier than usual in hopes of finding something interesting. And lo and behold, she stumped upon the faintest sound of retching coming from a nearby bathroom. Curious indeed. She had slithered to the door, listening silently for a moment as the gagging stopped and the rush of water replaced it. Henri waited a moment to see if whomever was inside would come out, then opted to venture in instead.

She leaned against the now open door, eying her prize with the slanted gaze of a particularly pleased tabby cat. This was simply perfect. Dominique Weasley. Rival house, and rival Quidditch player, as luck would have it, right down to the positions they both played. Henri tucked the wand which had been in her hand behind her ear, and with a flourish, pulled out her Quick Quill that had been a gift from her uncle. She then gave a little pout of concern, stepping toward Dominique and letting the door swing closed behind her.

"Oh dear, Weasley," she hummed in mock concern, "You're looking a little pale...is everything all right?"

She leaned against a sink, her bag swinging at her hip and the her Quick Quill hovering at her temple. For a moment a flicker of concern pulsed through her. Dom really did look pretty bad. There were dark circles under her eyes, and it seemed dizzy. But the moment quickly passed. If the other girl really was in need of assistance, Henri would get it for her, but not until she was absolutely sure things were serious - and not just an opportunity to get a little gossip.

And quite possibly, blackmail.

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[cynicaldreamer]

Dom jumped when she heard a voice, her eyes like a dear's caught in the headlights of a car and when Henrietta followed the voice in she backed away ever so slightly. She hoped Henrietta hadn't heard anything at all because practically everyone in the school knew that there was no faster way to get something around the school, than to tell Henrietta. And this was one thing she wanted no one else to know about, ever.

Dom was actually scared, which didn't happen very often, she was mostly thought to be quite fearless but right now she was absolutely terrified, of a pen none the less. This was not good at all, by getting that pen out Hebrietta had proved she was serious and she knew something was up, which probably meant she try and find some dirt on her.

"I'm fine now but I just found out that I'm allergic to," She paused relising she hadn't thought this true and she wasn't really allergic to anything. Searching for a food that quite a lot of people were allergic to, "Peanut butter." She supplied rather uselessly as Henrietta had probably already figured out from her hesitation that she wasn't actually allergic to peanut butter. Come to think of it she wasn't even sure they had peanut butter at Hogwarts,'Shoot' She thought to herself, "Why do I suck at lying NOW of all times, I mean I lie to people every day and they believe me!'

[fish]

"Peanut butter," Henri repeated dubiously, her voice dripping with disdain, "I see."

Henrietta took a step closer to Dom, lifting her satchel from her slender shoulder and lifting it to her abdomen. Reaching inside, she pulled out a thick bound notebook, before letting the bag drop to the stained tile floor with a thwack. Bringing the musky leather to her lips, she whispered 'open' to it. The book had been enchanted to open to her voice alone. This was where she usually recorded all her notes, as well as many of her personal thoughts. Thus, it was a highly guarded treasure that Henri rarely took out in public. But this was a special occasion. As the book flipped open she smiled, flipping idly through the pages until she found what she was looking for.

"Hmm...let's see here...Ah. Here we are. September 8th. Breakfast. Great Hall. Blah blah blah...Oh my. This is interesting," she looked up at Dom in exaggerated surprise, "Dominique Weasley. Quieter than usual today. Breakfast consists of several small apple slices and...how odd...peanut butter toast. Now that can't have been very healthy."

She shut the booklet with a snap. Her writing had gone on, of course, to muse about the reasons behind the girl's subdued behavior, but that had also been the day Colin Redd had confessed to cheating on his girlfriend with a second year, and really that was too good of a story to pass up. But she had enough to indicate that there was more on Dom, even if it was false.

"What's really going on, Weasley?" Henri asked, allowing a little of the fake tone to leave her voice, "Are you sick?"

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[cynicaldreamer]

Dom had to stop herself from backing away from Henrietta when the other girl started towards her, when she seen the notebook Henrietta brought out her eyes narrowed, she was sure she'd seen that notebook around before. She thought it could possibly be the one that Henrietta always wrote her gossip in. If only she could get that notebook, any secret she had would be safe and the blackmail possibilities were endless....

She looked at Henrietta as if considering the girls mental health, "You recorded what I had for breakfast? Now that, that is just sad!" she said not knowing wether to laugh at the hilarity of this fact or feel scared because it seemed Henrietta knew everything about everyone, if she was able to compare her breakfast habits. It was all true though, she had been quietier than normal and a little jumpy. "So what else have you got written down in that book, Quicke? The exact amount of times I've been late to class, though I doubt you could count that high... Or do you record the exact amount of apples the house elves put on each table for breakfast?" She said, smirking at the other girl slightly, this was generally her last line of defense in anything, to act cocky or sarcastic and to attack the person back. Henrietta probably knew this though, the amount of dirt she probably had on her (and everyone else) in the school could fill books.

"Nothings going on, Quicke, I was sick, believe it or not that happens to people all over the world everyday!"

(OOC I'm so sorry for taking so long :l I had exams and then my school trip to London)