Because Black is Pink
Theme # 31: Orchideous


Valentine’s Day.

It was here, and now everything was red. Red – and pink. Very red and pink. Red and pink dresses with red and pink ties and red and pink flowers.

– Annoying.

Ginny had never been the chocolate-and-flower teenage girl, just as she had never been the red—and-pink teenage girl. So it came as no surprise to anyone that – quite as a sign of rebellion – she was wearing black today. Quite a morbid black, in fact.

“But, Gin, why not green or blue?” Hermione protested. “You look terrorizing!”

“Black,” Ginny said solemnly. “Is the new pink.”


“Oey, Weasley!”

She had been waiting for this voice all day long, even though she would never admit it to anyone – not even her own self. She turned, with her black dress robes and her black high heels and the black, black kohl in her eyes.

“Yes?”

“There’s something I wanted to give you, Weasel,” Blaise drawled coldly.

Ginny flinched. Too cold for romanticism. “And that is, Zabini?”

“Orchideous.” A bunch of morbid black roses sprouted from the end of Blaise’s wand. He held them out.

“They go along with your terror, you know. Happy Valentine’s.”