Seeing Red
Theme # 12: Furnunculus


Ginny giggled as Cormac McLaggen stormed off, livid. Having just challenged Harry to an on-the-spot duel and lost spectacularly, he was clearly aggravated.

"What a jerk," Ron muttered.

"Your sister's boyfriend, you mean," a voice, not far off, shot back.

Ron turned around, red-faced, only to see Blaise. For reasons, he had never liked him. Others would think it was because Zabini was the stereotypical, cunning Slytherin but, if truth be told, Ron had his personal, not-so-pleasant memories associated with the boy.

"You -" he began.

Next moment, he had been thrown backwards, and Blaise was grinning.

"What a tragedy your best friend is, Potter. Ever heard of second-hand robes trying to duel?" Blaise's said coldly. Harry's wand sprang into immediate action but, before he could do anything, Blaise was already ducking Ginny's fierce Furnunculus.

"What's your problem, Weasley?" he demanded angrily, unexpectedly not responding with an even spell.

"You need some special St. Mungo's treatment, Zabini," Ginny spat at him.

"You know you have a way with words that's so... delicious."

Ginny's face was redder than her hair.

- Blaise always knew how to shut her up.