Title: Jealousy
Summary: Blaise hates it when Fleur talks to any other male.
Pairing/Characters:Blaise/Fleur
Rating:K
Warnings: N/A
Notes:Prompt: "You can't get jealous of every man that I talk to!"
She was doing it again. Blaise tapped his finger against the Slytherin table. Draco was next to him twitching every time his nail hit the wooden surface, but Blaise ignored him. How dare she talk to his like he was her boyfriend? He was nothing, not compared to Blaise—her real boyfriend.
"For Merlin's sake, Blaise, stop your incessant tapping!"
"No." Blaise was in no mood to talk. He glared when that boy leaned towards his girlfriend like he was going to kiss her. He stood when she laughed. He was by her side in an instant. Wrapping a possessive arm around her shoulders, Blaise glared at the boy. "Shouldn't you be giggling with the puffs, pretty boy?"
Cedric frowned, but he didn't retort—Hufflepuffs were like that. "I guess I'll see you later, Fleur."
Blaise looked down to see his girlfriend glaring at him. "What are you doing?" she said, her accented voice turned into a hiss.
"Protecting you from unwanted attention," Blaise said with a frown. Why was she upset, he was just protecting her.
"Unwanted attention," she spluttered. "Blaise, you can't get jealous of every man I talk to."
"Jealous?" Blaise was the one spluttering this time. He noticed that there were a few subtle—and not so subtle—glances their way, but he ignored them. "I'm not jealous," he said with conviction.
Fleur stood, tearing herself away from him, and clenched her fists. "Then I will go talk to Cedric again. I was enjoying his company."
Blaise glared at her, and grabbed her wrist in a tight grip. "No, I don't like him."
"You don't like anyone I talk to," she said. Stepping away she ripped her arm away. "If you wish to be jealous, it will be without me."
(w.c 294)
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