Well, that was that then. Dominique was now officially bored. She had been sitting there for the past ten minutes, picking at a roll that she had taken off of one of the full plates of food, but she wasn't really eating it. All of her excitement had practically died down, as there was no-one around for her to talk to about it. No-one had come down yet, no-one that she knew had been out there to see the arrival of the opposing schools, and she had even sat at the Gryffindor table instead of her own Ravenclaw one, hoping to see someone that she knew. However, to no prevail. The girl was still alone, and now she's was getting slightly irritated by the fact. A small huff escaped her lips as she gazed around the Great Hall once more, hoping to catch a glimpse of someone that she knew. But again, no-one. With that, the girl began to stand, deciding to hop back over to her own house table, to talk to some of the people from Ravenclaw, despite the fact that she didn't really get along with them as well.
However, just as Minnie turned to move, she was bombarded by people coming over to talk to him. James Potter was first, the boy that she had looked after her since that first day at the train station. Of course, she had seen him as a complete oaf, someone who cared too much about his appearance to care about anything else at all, but after getting to know him - James really was the sweetest boy around. "Bonjour, James." The girl spoke to her friend, the slight French accent in her voice coming through ever so slightly. "Nope, no-one's around, so it would seem." She sighed, before a small laugh escaped her lips. Her hand moved up to cup his chin slightly, her eyes widening at the goatee that had grown since the last time she had seen him. "James Potter, what is this monstrosity growing on your face?" She laughed, waiting for his reply.
Before the male could reply however, Minnie's cousin Rose showed up, interrupting the two of them sitting there. Dominique smiled up at Rose, nodding eagerly upon hearing her question. She removed her hand from James' chin, remembering that she was still cupping his cheek, turning around slightly to address the both of them. "Well, of course I am. Mother was a Triwizard Champion, and I have to make her proud. She doesn't want me entering, but I always usually do the opposite of what she says." The girl laughed, before gesturing to the two other people around her. "What about you guys? Are you entering the competition?"