Dominique flipped her blonde hair gracefully over her shoulders and turned toward Phoenix as soon as she heard and recognized his voice. Giving him a small smile, she shook her head. "I just got here. You didn't make me wait."
For a Malfoy, Phoenix wasn't so bad. She had heard so may stories about his father and her uncles she imagined the Malfoy siblings and all the Weasley clan would continue the tradition and hate each other. But she was surprised when she found out Phoenix wasn't like his siblings. There was something different about him; he was still a Malfoy, but he was... nice.
"Let's go, then?" She asked, gesturing toward the grounds.