Domnique/?
Dominique was well on her way past drunk, quite a feat, if she did say so herself. Natural Weasley tolerance as well as thenwerewolf metabolism meant that she had easily lost count of the number of beers and other liquors she had consumed by this point in the party. That was okay, she still felt like she was walking on clouds. She had a job! A real, serious job that included quidditch. The only think that would have been better was if she played professionally, but she had to give that dream up.
Grabbing yet another drink from the reletively well stocked bar area, she moved towards wherepeople seemed to be dancing. The music was singing in her veins and she wanted a part of it.