"James, why do you keep acting like you hate her?" Dominique Weasley asked staring her cousin straight in the eye. "Because that's what she thinks I do. And even if I did start acting nice to her, it's too late. She'd think I was up to something and would just avoid even more than usual." The sulky Potter said, falling down onto his bed. "James, it's never too late. Look at your grandparents. Lily hated him and we all see what happened." Dom tried to reason with her cousin. "But, that was destined to happen." James sighed. "What is it with you Potters and Reds?"