I'm not your English Rose!
Friday afternoon. Hogwarts. A redhead on a rampage. Just an average day for a school you might think. But it wasn't any old redhead storming the halls. No it was Ginny Weasley, and hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, but a redhead scorned? Much bigger than hell. Trust me.
"WHERE IS HE?" she shouted at a group of passing first years who proceeded to burst into tears and run away
"He was heading to the great hall last time I saw" she heard a voice say as she flew past
The whirlwind that is Ginny Weasley headed towards the Great Hall knocking over numerous small children as she went. As she reached the great hall she threw open the great oak wooden doors, causing the entire hall to turn and face her. She didn't stop to see that she had the entire hall was watching her every movement, as she stormed over to the Slytherin table to the Slytherin Royalty, and yelled "what the hell do you think you're doing?"
"Eating lunch. Why?" he asked taken aback and confused by the raging red head
"What have you been saying about me?" she asked in an almost silent but deadly voice
"What on earth do you mean babe?"
"Babe! Babe." Came Ginny's outraged cry "not English Rose, or at least that's what Hannah Abbott and now Susan bones seems to think you call me. Where did you come up with that mushy crap and who have you been spewing it to?"
"Whoa babe, chill out" he soothed
"Outside now Zabini" she all but snarled before sweeping out of the great hall, her robes billowing behind her in a way that would have made the sour Severus Snape proud.
Once she was outside the great hall she waited for him to join her. Once she saw his head creep past the threshold on the double doors she moved once again, at her sudden movement he tensed waiting for her to yell at him or worse. He gulped at the thought. She moved to outside the castle all together she was now in the grounds, she thought it was best to... discuss their business outside away from prying eyes and curious ears he followed her with his head down in a sheepish manner.
She stopped abruptly.
"How do they know about the rose?" she asked in a quiet and livid voice
"What rose...Are you talking about?" he asked in his thick Italian accent that was laced with cheek and mirth
"the one on my inner thigh, the one I got against my mothers wishes to prove my love for you, the one you swore would be our little secret!" she screamed
"Oh that rose. I'm sorry honey but I don't think that's what those girls were on about I was talking to Draco quietly in the library and I mentioned that I think you are like a perfect English rose." He said with a blush and a shy grin "you always smell fantastic even after the rain, your sweet petals taste like rose petals dipped in sugar..." this caused her to blush "Your vivid hair is perfect, your skin is flawless and your stems are at their best when they're wrapped around my waist" he finished. He looked up to find the redhead blushing almost as deep as her vivid red hair, he engulfed her in an embrace and kissed her sweetly and said "I would never tell anyone about our intimacies but I think you may have just told the entire school about your little tattoo" he jerked his head towards the windows of the great hall that were wide open and had little faces peering out and the odd extendable ear could be seen poking out as well.
Ginny groaned and snuggled herself further into Blaise, they stayed that way for awhile, locked in a loving embrace. It was Ginny that broke their reverie suggesting that they go back inside and face the music and her brother for that matter!
"Just remember Blaise I'm not your English Rose" she said to him before walking ahead of him into the great hall. He chuckled and whispered
"Forever my English Rose"